Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,112

as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me, my core clenching, Rafe still’s as his own orgasm hits him.

I slowly come back down, my whole body feeling like jelly. I turn my head and Rafe kisses me slowly both of us breathing hard. I’m about to drift into an orgasm induced nap when I hear voices and footsteps on the stairs.

“Better get dressed quick Baby” Rafe chuckles.

“You know I’m not really bothered” I ask.

“I know it was fucking fun though.”

“Fuck yes” I reply both of us groaning as he slowly pulls out.

“Next time Baby. I’m taking my damn time, regardless of whether we’re about to be caught” he promises smirking when I nod in agreement a bit too enthusiastically.

He disposes of the condom quickly as I pull my panties up, I’ve just settled them on my hips and he just pulled his sweatpants back up when the voices get louder and the guys start to appear at the bottom of the stairs.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Rafe winks at me as he continues to pull out the pots and pans we’ll need to make the curry and I start to get the ingredients out, deciding it will be funnier to see how long it takes the guys to notice that I’m not wearing pants anymore. Trick, Cash, Luc and Riot all drift over to the couch, setting up a game on one of the consoles and starting to play on the giant Tv. They each give me a smile as they walk to the couch but I’m stood behind the counter so they can’t see my pant-less legs.

Atlas and Jensen make their way into the kitchen area, Jensen hopping up on the breakfast bar and facing into the kitchen, crossing his legs so he’s completely on the counter and looking like some giant elf. Atlas takes a seat at it like a normal person and looks into the kitchen. I smirk at Rafe as I walk across the room to stand next to him reaching up to grab the spices we’ll need for the curry.

“The fuck” Atlas mutters and I chuckle quietly.

“Angel, where are your pants?” Jensen says deliberately loud enough that it instantly gets the attention of the others, suddenly all eyes are on me and Rafe and I just smirk.

“You still have lady blue balls?” Atlas asks smirking.

“Nope” I say popping the ‘p’.

“You lucky fucker” Riot chuckles, his eyes run up my legs. “Let me know when you want that sandwich” he smirks as he turns and walks back to the couch.

The guys look between us for a second in confusion before they seem to get what he means, their reactions range from shocked and interested to downright horny as fuck. I smirk and continue to get all the ingredients out. Eventually the guys all disperse apart from Atlas and Jensen. Both of them smirking at me.

I can practically see the wheels in their heads turning.

“Where?” Jensen asks suddenly.

I don’t reply to the nosey fucker, instead just raising my eyebrow at him but I can’t help the glance I give the counter.

He smirks.

“Right, curry” I say out loud trying to get my horny as fuck brain back on track and distract Jensen from what will no doubt be another inappropriate question.

I know it might be hard to believe but I was seriously never this fucking horny before. I enjoyed sex, but I wasn’t particularly upset if I didn’t have someone to fuck for a while. It just never bothered me. I guess it’s because these guys are mine, yes I have fully given up lying to myself and pretending that they aren’t. How they feel about me claiming them is a whole other story though and my stomach churns at the thought of talking to them at the end of this trip. A part of me just wants to get it over with but I’m a wimp when it comes to this and there’s no chance I will tell them before I have to.

Coward, thy name is Ever.

“I’ve written down the recipe for the sauce, if you start on the base spice mix I’ll start picking the meat off the turkey” I tell a grinning Rafe, trying to ignore Jensen and Atlas whispering behind me. Why do I get the feeling that they’re planning something?

“On it, Baby” Rafe replies.

We spend the rest of the morning cooking together, Rafe asking me questions and really taking in everything I’m trying to teach him. He makes his own little tweaks to the recipe along