Ever After Awaits (Layla) novel Chapter 24

Ever After Awaits

Chapter 24: Cade & Hunter POV

**Cade POV **

Playing ten–pin bowling with a semi is no easy feat.

I know she’s not doing it on purpose, but every time she steps up to the line with her bowling ball clutched in her hand, I can’t keep my eyes off that peach of an ass.

I want to bite into it before I lick it better. Then I want her to straddle me so I can grab hold of them and use them to drive her up and down on my hard cock.

God, I need to stop daydreaming about Layla and all the debaucherous things I want to do to her.

One positive thing is that I’m not the only one suffering today. I’ve caught Hunter and AJ numerous times staring at her ass, so distracted that they don’t even realize it’s their turn to bowl. It seems we’ll be joining

each other in hell.

The most frustrating thing is that Layla has no idea what she’s doing to us or even doing it deliberately. That is how innocent and pure she is. She doesn’t realize how beautiful she is or the chokehold she has us

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A couple of guys a few lanes down have been throwing subtle glances this way whenever it’s her turn. I noticed first because Hunter and AJ were seated with their backs towards them. As soon as I brought their attention to the assholes, they came over to my side and ever since then, we’ve all been throwing scathing looks in their direction whenever they look this way.

She is ours. I’m willing to share her with these douchebags next to me (and maybe Xavier when he pulls his head out of his ass), but No. One. Else.

Layla sees we are distracted and follows our line of sight. Rolling her eyes, she ignores the other guys, comes over to stand before me, and nudges her knees against mine where I’m sitting in the middle of Hunter and AJ.

Instinctively, I open my legs, and she steps forward as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“Cade,” she seductively draws out my name as she slowly leans forward. For a moment, I think I’m having a heart attack at her sudden boldness. Placing her hand on my shoulder, her cleavage is now eye level and I’m salivating because hot damn, those beautiful babies will make a grown man cry,

“Yes, Sunshine?”

“It’s your turn to bowl.” She purrs in my ear, her breath skating over my earlobe right before she nips at it. If we weren’t in public, this is the moment I would pull her onto my lap to straddle me and kiss her senselessly, all while slipping my one hand between our bodies to find her sweet spot.

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She pulls back slightly, her eyes filled with equal parts mischief and arousal. Straightening slowly, her fingertips graze up the side of my neck before they tuck a few of my wayward curls behind my ear.

I groan as she finally pulls away, my hands clenched on my thighs in frustration because I can’t snatch her towards me. I slowly stand so I can go pick up my ball but adjust myself in my pants directly in front of her, all while holding eye contact. She needs to see what she does to me.

She tries to press her thighs together without being too obvious, most likely to ease some of the pressure that is swelling in her core. I grin at her because her attempt is futile. After all, where Layla is concerned, I don’t miss a damn thing.

**Hunter POV **

Layla will be the death of me. But I’d die a happy man, nonetheless.

Her every move, her every expression, her every sweet smile, is eroticism personified.

I can’t keep my eyes off her, which is affecting my game, and she is taking full advantage of the “situation” in my pants.

When she walks past me, her fingers will slightly skate over the back of my hand, instantaneously causing an instinctual reaction in my body. Or when I’m leaning down to pick up my ball, she’ll accidentally bump against me, making me lose my focus as I stare after her amazing ass as it sashays away from me.

She is training my body’s reaction to her like Pavlov trained his dogs. But I’m not complaining because being able to be near her and touch her – even if it is in the most innocent of ways – gives me a high that my drug addiction of a few years back, couldn’t come close to.

She’s becoming my new drug, but this time it’s much healthier because she’ll never destroy me or the ones I love, and she’ll never desert me in my darkest of hours. She’ll always be my biggest cheerleader and

advocate.

It’s Layla’s last turn and she needs to knock down the remaining five pins that are clustered together on the left–hand side of the lane so she and AJ can walk away as victors in today’s little competition. From what I’ve seen of her technique today, she can take them out without breaking a sweat. My competitive

streak does not like that idea.

I decide it’s time to give her a taste of her own medicine and stroll right up to her as she takes her position behind the line. She startles for a second but when she realizes it’s me, she instinctually leans back against me. Like a lovesick puppy, my stomach somersaults a few times in happiness. I rest my left hand on her hip and gently run my right hand up her right arm, starting at her wrist.

“If you make this shot, I’ll reward you,” I whisper into her ear just before I lean down and place a chaste

kiss behind her ear.

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Her breath stutters before she answers all innocent–like, “What will my reward be?”

My left hand has intentionally started to wander towards her belly button and my pinky slightly dips below the waistband of her jeans as I say, “I’ll cook you a romantic dinner and then rub your feet as we watch any movie of your choice.”

I can feel the slight tremble in her body at my words before she turns her head so she can look me in the eyes over her shoulder.

“And if I don’t make the shot?” she whispers with a slight hitch in her voice – most likely from arousal. I mentally fist bump myself for coaxing such an intense response from her with minimal effort.

“Then, my beautiful Layla, you are mine for one night, to do with as I please.” I let the insinuation in my words linger in the air between us. Let her draw her own assumptions; she doesn’t need to know that what I have in mind is strictly PG. Yet.

Feeling her straightening her spine with resolve, she looks forward before answering, “Deal.”

As I walk backward, away from her, I trail my left hand back around her hip and towards her spine, dropping my hand at the last second.

She takes a deep breath, steps back a few strides, and then approaches the line in her usual technique. Her hand releases the ball, and we all watch with bated breath as it glides down the lane. For a split second, I fear I might have just lost our bet. But then her ball suddenly veers off in the wrong direction and completely misses the pins.

Layla turns around and throws daggers at me with her eyes. She is almost as menacing as a kitten. So

adorable.

“Aw, I’m sorry Beautiful. Maybe next time.” I give her a saccharine smile which infuriates her even more.

“You did that on purpose,” she says as she comes closer, arms crossed over her ample chest, her fiery stare making me hard again. Damn temperamental dick – this is not the time.

“What did I do on purpose? Are you accusing me of playing unfairly? Because that sounds very much like something a sore loser would say.” I bait her, knowing she won’t let me get away with blemishing her reputation like that.

She seethes at me momentarily before going up on her tippy toes and placing her palms on my pecs for stability. “Be careful Hunter, you wouldn’t want to get on my wrong side now, would you?” Her one hand slowly glides downwards and my whole body stills in anticipation of her next move. “We wouldn’t want you to be benched for the whole season now, right?”

Her oh–so–subtle innuendo about giving me indefinite blue balls, has me salivating for her.

How can one woman be so perfect for me? Even if she is threatening me? Goddammit, I have it bad for

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Layla Kincaid.

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