FOUR

Adeline 

I tried working on my cello for hours but it wasn't forthcoming. I needed to find my peace but the loud music and laughter coupled with the stench of beer and sex filled the entire house.

Apparently, Croix and his guys are hosting a party downstairs and it has been going on for five hours now. Anytime I suspect it's about to end, it turns up even more.

If this is a technique to get me to come downstairs, I swear I'll….

I wasn't able to finish my thoughts when my door barged open and two guys and a girl are making out while inching closer to my bed.

“What the … STOP!!!”

I tried holding them off but they were drunk and heavy. I sighed when they slumped and passed out. I pulled their bodies out of my room and shut my door.

I tried looking for my ear plugs but I couldn't find it. Then I remembered Croix unpacked my bags.

I put on my shorts and an oversized sweater then stepped out making sure to lock my room first. Wouldn't want surprises.

I marched downstairs and gasped at the crowd in the living room. Yeah, the room is big as fuck but I didn't expect the crowd gathered here, partying with rock music and booze. 

Is that sex in the corner? I almost gagged. I survey the area looking for long black hair tied in a bun maybe. Or better still Wesley.

I made my way through the crowd and in the process got booze all over me. I need a shower right now.

I couldn't find Wesley but I found Croix in the midst of the party with his eyes already fixated on me and a glass of whiskey in his hand.

A girl is on her knees before him, and by the movement of her head, I could tell she was deep throated by his cock as his free hand held her down to the hilt.

He wasn't paying attention to her. His green eyes were on me and a languid smile formed on his face.

“Oh look everybody…it's the new sister.” A voice I suspect to be Eli's yelled across the room and everyone cheered.

I meet Eli two days ago and in the most embarrassing way possible. He was busy sucking on Sigh's cock in the bathroom.

Josiah is the nonchalant friend and Eli is the bubbly one with the Barbie pink hair.

I frowned then turned to Croix. “Could you turn your party down? I need to practice and I need peace.”

“But we hosted this party in your honour.” He smirked, his voice laced with amusement at my anger and discomfort.

I grit my teeth. “Please Rafe.” I begged.

He frowned. “You don't get to call me that, little mouse.” And quickly as his frown appeared, it disappeared. “You look stiff perhaps you need shots and good dick.”

“I get good dick.” I bit out. He shrugged and gave a small smile.

“No you don't.”

I turned around and luckily I found Wesley by the counter. “You're free to come watch.” I grab Wesley by the shirt and crashed my lips on his.

I could feel his burning gaze on me. I lead Wesley by his shirt upstairs to his room and shut the door behind us.

Apparently, Croix gave some ground rules. He strictly said no two people in a room and I think he just established that because of Wesley and I.

I go into the bathroom and do all my nighttime regiment before slipping on some shorts and camisole. 

I lick my hand and slip my hand between my legs finding my clit and rubbing around it furiously. From across me, Wesley watches. His expression neutral, almost polite like fucking always.

His brows shot up when I let out a moan. I look down and he was still soft. Pausing, I sit up sighing. “Is something wrong?”

He exhaled, like he's forcing himself to engage. “Adeline, you don't have to hurt yourself for this.”

I groan as I flop back on the bed, exhaling my frustration. “That's the point,Wes. I like it.”

His mouth never leaves mine but he reaches forward to help. I roll my eyes at his pitiful attempt. But I accept. It's never enough when I do it on my own.

“Let me be on top then.” I climbed him taking out his cock and jerking it to make hard.

He moans, opening his eyes and looking down at my hand then at me. “Angel.”

When his cock became hard and he's panting, his gaze hungry for more, I straddle him and take out a condom.

He rolls it on and I let myself down on him getting lost in the pleasure knowing what it does to me.

“Ahh shit.” He grabs my hips softly.

“Wait stop.” he says out of breath, holding a hand over my stomach. 

I can't stop this. I want this so badly. With all the tension built around me lately. I just a good orgasm to be set right again. Right?

I continue grinding myself against his pelvic while backing onto him. I'm beginning to build up what feels like an amazing sensation when he jerks beneath me.

“Ahh shit Adeline.” He groans a few times, his chin to his chest before his head falls back on the bed.

I hang my head, sighing in frustration. 

“I’m so sorry angel. You know what that position does to me.” He kissed my chin. “But look at it from this angle. You amaze me in the best possible way.”

“C’mon I'll go down on you.” He grins, his head drifting into the covers.

“No it's fine. I'm tired anyway.” I said stopping him.

The mood is ruined anyway. Besides him going down on me is uncomfortable and awkward knowing how gross he thinks the process is. For god's sake, he showers after sex.

I might have to get myself off again.