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Blueberry Chapter 11

Summary: Y/N is fresh out of college with a small job at a newspaper, when she meets Chris Evans. They start a Sugar Daddy/Sugar baby relationship and try to navigate through their feelings, desires and personal obstacles.

Parring: AU Chris Evans x female plus size reader

Warning: 18+ only!!!!! SMUT! DD/lg-D/s relationship, Sugardaddy/baby relationship, mean bitches, creeps not taking a hint, kindda non-con, fingering, body issues, swearing, dirty talk, possesive behavior, Daddy-kink, praise, fluffyness, angsty too, (I'm sure I'm missing some, let me know)

A/N: Whaaaat? A new chapter? Holy sh***t! It must be a full moon or something ;) I know this is very much long overdo, and I hope this is somewhat okay. It is not as long of a chapter, but hopefully more will come soon.. maybe.. I really hope so ;) It’s not beta’d, so all mistakes are mine! I don’t own any pictures in my header.

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Chapter 11

About an hour and a half later I stood in front of the mirror, feeling my fingers tremble as I smoothed down the velvet skirt of my dress.

I never looked like this before. Damn those boobs are really up there! I really hope it isn’t too much. I could just stay home if Chris doesn’t… No no.. Be confident, woman! You got this! Be his arm candy by all meanings of the word!

I held my head high and really looked in the mirror. I felt good. I felt sexy.

I got this

“Y/N are you ready? The car is here in 2 minutes”

Chris’ voice boomed from the living area and I took a deep breath and gathered my little gold clutch bag and hot pink chiffon shawl.

I walked down the hallway to him, the clacking of my high heels making him aware of my presence, and he turned to look at me. I couldn’t help hiding my face and look at my feet, before standing in front of him, lifting my arms out a little to the side

“So, what’s the verdict? Can I go to the ball with you?”

Chris just stood with his mouth agape and eyes rooming every inch of my body that was hugged tight in the gorgeous gown, that showed off every curve and swerve that my body had. He had especially a hard time removing his eyes from my breast that was on a curvaceous display at the top of the corset.

“Uhm Chris?”

My voice apparently drew him out of his stomped gaze before flicking his eyes to mine, and gave me a big grin

“Yeah.. Yeah.. Wow. You look… Phew… I’m speechless” He took a step forward and placed a lingering kiss on my cheek, that made my eyes flutter shut for a moment.

“So I take that as a good thing?”

“Yes, defientally!” He looked me over again, before giving me an intense look in my eye, which made me have a moment to really study his and how his pupils were slightly dilated.

“Well ready my Lady?” He gave me a bow that made me giggle and held out an arm for my to take

“Indeed I am my Lord!” And I curtsied back and hooked my arm in his.

We made it down to the black sleek town car and we quickly found our way to the charity.

The ball was being held at a grand mansion on the outskirts of town. A huge fountain stood in the middle of the round driveway, where all kinds of fancy cars were parked.

Our car came to a stop in front of the steps that led up to a huge set of double doors that stood open for the guests to enter.

Chris got out first, and held the door open for me, and offered me a hand, which I took with a big smile.

“Thank you”

He simply gave a small nod before placing a hand at the small of my back and leading me up the stairs.

Inside we were greeted, or more like Chris was greeted by a row of fancy looking people that ‘uhh’ed and ‘ahh’ed over Chris and yeah, really sucked up to him.

He really must be a big deal since all these people think he is the greatest since sliced bread!

“How are you feeling?” He bent down to whisper in my ear, as we navigated through the hall and towards the dining area.

“Uhm.. I’m quite okay. People really like you?”

“They like my money” He winked at me and guided us towards our designated table. As we sat down in our seats, he leaned into my ear again

“Have I told you how absolutely amazing you look tonight?”

I couldn’t help the smile and slight blush as I looked shyly at him

“Yes, but thank you nonetheless.”

He licked his lips and casted a glance towards my bust as he adjusted himself

Wow, this is really having an effect on him. This is such a crazy feeling. I feel… powerful and sexy. Goddamn Maude did it! I did it!

As I sat there feeling a new boost of confidence, our table was being filled with a variation of people. Next to Chris sat a young beautiful blonde who immediately lit up at the sight of who she was sitting next to, and next to me sat a quite handsome looking man in his 50s with a perfectly styled salt and pepper hair and beard.

He looked to me and then quickly at my cleavage before sending me a big grin

“Ah well hello there young miss..” He took my hand in his and placed a wet kiss on the back of it

“I’m George Langdon. CEO of GL incorporated.”

“Oh hello there. I’m Y/N Y/L/N.”

“How wonderful to meet you”

I just gave him a smile, before turning towards Chris, who was staring daggers at Mr. Langdon, and when he caught his eye, Chris changed his demeanor to a friendly one

“And you are?” The elderly man asked

“Chris Evans”

With a firm, slightly aggressive handshake they greeted, and Chris placed a hand around my waist and almost pulled me towards him.

Is he jealous? Oh my god I think he is. What is going on? The thought made me giggle in my head

The night went on with an absolutely amazing 6 course dinner and conversation flowed freely at the table. Despite her best efforts the young blonde named Hailey had no success in flirting with Chris, as he solely had eyes for me and kept giving her short replies, which earned me a bitchy stare from her.

Chris made me laugh on several occasions and every time I made him tilt his head back in laughter my heart swelled. We had an absolutely wonderful time

When the dinner was done, it was time for a few speeches and then we had the opportunity to look at donations that were up for the silent auction.

As we got up from our seats, I let Chris know I had to use the ladies room and with a kiss on his cheek I left him in the ballroom.

In the bathroom I freshened up my makeup in the mirror before entering a stall. Once inside I heard the door open and a group of women came into the bathroom.

“Did you see Chris? Holy fuck he looks good with a beard!”

“I know! What I wouldn’t give to be with him”

They giggled and I felt a slight pride in knowing that I was the one that was with him tonight

“But did you see that cow he was with? UGH!”

“Oh my god yes! What is he thinking?”

“It must be for charity, that’s why he brought her here”

They busted out laughing and I quickly felt the pride being replaced with anxiety and insecurity and tears began forming in my eyes.

This is just like high school all over again

“And that dress? So vulgar on her?! Must be a cheap Walmart dress!”

They all agreed and I could hear them laughing as they opened the door and left the ladies room again. I sniffled and took a few short breaths, before standing up and going out again. I made sure I looked presentable before entering the ballroom once more.

I just need to find Chris and let him know I’m going home. Maybe I can stay with Jass, yeah.

I scanned the room to find him, but didn’t see him anywhere

Great, he is properly with Hailey or some other tall model girl.

Just as a I turned to scan the other side of the room, Mr. Langdon came into my line of sight and suddenly stood very close next to me

“Ah Miss Y/L/N, there you are. I was just looking for you”

“Oh you were?” I arched an eyebrow before glancing around searching for Chris, but this George character kept standing in the way trying to catch my eye.

“Yes, I was wondering if we could talk some more? I would love to know more about you”

He placed an arm around my waist, and that got me attention from my hell bendt mission of finding Chris. I looked at his hand that rested very lowly on my hip and looked up at him

“I’m sorry, I really must be going…” I tried to wiggle my way out of his grip, but it only tightened and he pulled me flush to him

“Ah darling, you are not going anywhere. I know a girl like you don’t dress like that and don’t put out. You should be grateful for the attention”

I placed my hands on his shoulders in hopes of pushing him further away from me but he was too strong.

“Please sir, just let me go. I’m here with Mr. Evans, I’m not interested.”

“Ah hush girl. I know he doesn’t mind letting me share you for a while”

And then he leaned towards my face with his small lips trying to kiss me, and as I kept struggling to get out of his grip, I couldn’t help the loud “NO!” that came from my lips.

“What the hell…” Langdon exclaimed as I felt his grib disappear from my body and I must have closed my eyes because I had to open them to see what was happening.

Standing in front of me was a fuming Chris holding Mr. Langdon by the lapels of his jacket.

“Wanna tell me why you were touching my girl?” Chris snarled at him

“I.. I was just…”

“No you weren’t! If you as much as lay one eye at her again I will RUIN you” The man gulped and nodded furiously and Chris let him go with a shove before turning to me.

“Y/N! Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”

“No...I’m alright.. I think. But I think I need to go now”

Chris placed an arm around me and nodded

“You got it. We will go home now”

“No Chris..” I stopped him with a hand on his chest

“I think it’s best that I’ll just leave. I’ve been enough of an embarrassment for you already. Thank you for a great night. I will stay at Jasper’s, so talk to you tomorrow?”

I gave him a kind smile before turning away from him, but I didn’t get far as he quickly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him, making me place my hands on his chest for support.

“No. I will not let you run away this time. You are not embarrassing me. But we will go home together now, baby girl.”

His clear blue eyes held mine and his whole essence screamed “Do as I say” which made a thrill run down my spine, and all I could do was swallow and nod in agreement.

With a quick goodbye to the people around us and a gathering of my things, we were soon in the car on our way home.

“Do you wanna tell me why you were so eager to leave without me?”

His jaw was set and he stared sternly at me, and I just sat fiddling with my shawl.

“I just didn’t feel like I belonged, and Mr. Langdon really didn’t help with that”

“I thought we were having a great time..” His voice was a bit softer now, and when I looked at him I saw a bit of a hurt expression on his face

“We did. Really.. It’s just… I heard somebody talk.. And then I realized I might be an embarrassment to you.”

I tried to hold the tears back as I thought back at those harsh words that were uttered in the bathroom.

“I have no idea who gave you that idea, but I can say that I have never been more proud to have a woman by my side, as I did tonight with you”

My head whipped up at his words and he just sat there with a warm smile on his face

“Really?”

“Yes really! Every man there wished they were me as soon as we walked in”

“I don’t know about that” I couldn’t help the warmth that began spreading across my face.

“Well I do. But I am extremely sorry that you had to hear anything to give you the idea of otherwise and what that Langdon man did to you”

“It’s okay. It’s not your fault. Luckily you came before he could do anything”

I gave him a smile and he took my hand in his as we drove home.

When we got back to the penthouse, I quickly took off my shoes and let out a sigh of relief.

“Do you want something to drink?” Chris offered as he made his way to the kitchen

“Sure.. just some water please.”

He nodded and began preparing our beverages as I made my way over to him. After I had my glass of water, Chris just looked at me before placing a hand on my cheek.

“Can I ask you something Chris?”

“Sure baby girl”

“Tonight… were you.. “ I looked down before looking back into his eyes

“Were you jealous when Mr. Langdon hit on me?”

Now it was finally Chris’ turn to turn a shade of pink.

“Ahem.. well yeah. Didn’t like the way he was looking at you. And it turned out I was right. I should never have left you alone”

“You couldn’t know… but thank you for helping me Daddy”

His eyes darkened at the name “Any time sweetheart. As I have said before, I feel very protective over you”

With one hand on my cheek and another on my waist, I was completely engulfed in his essence and protectiveness. Our lips met in a soft kiss that quickly became more intense with tongues battling for dominance, and hands gripping desperately at each other.

Chris began kissing down my neck, making me moan tilting my head back as he marked me up.

“Oh Chris…”

“That’s not my name baby” he grumbled again my skin

“Sorry Daddy! Please…” I didn’t know what I was begging for, but I just knew I needed more and now!

“Tell what you need my girl”

I let out a pitiful moan as his hands touched and grabbed my body in a lustful hunger. I felt his hard member press against my thigh, making me grind my hips against his.

“Daddy… I need you…”

He stopped his attack on my skin, holding my face in his hands and stared into my eyes, no into my soul

“How do you need me baby?” His voice deep and laced with desire

I swallowed thickly and looked back into his deep blue eyes

“I need you… to take me…” I blinked slowly and licked my lips “make me yours.. completely!”

His eyes clouded over with dark lust and his hands gripped tightly around my waist, pulling me even harder against him

“Oh baby girl. You are mine!” He almost growled the last word, before he lifted me up and with heavy determent steps we quickly found ourselves in the bedroom.

He placed me in front of the bed, as he sat down on it, beginning to remove his tie and popped the first couple of buttons of his shirt and leaned back a bit

“Take it of for me baby”

His eyes raked over my body, making my body shiver. I slowly began to remove the skirt, letting the velvet fabric fall softly around my feet, letting him see the garter belts that slightly dug into my big thighs holding up the black stockings. My hands went to the back of the corset to take it off, but Chris put up a hand stopping me mid motion.

“Keep that top on baby, but lose the panties”

I gave a little nod, and began rolling the lace panties off, feeling the fabric sticky with my slick and bend back up, but not before glancing at Chris whose eyes were fixed on my chest, licking his lips.

“Come here” He held out a hand for me which I gently took, and he pulled me between his thighs.

“You are the absolute most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. This body is just.. “ He got lost in his thoughts while his hands wandered over my thighs, around to my ass, grapping what he could before letting both hands slide up along my back pressing my chest towards his face. He began kissing and nibbling at the subtle flesh of my breasts.

“Ummm.. Daddy!!” I let out in a needy exhale, making him grab my neck and pushed my face towards his

“Yes? I am your Daddy, and this body is mine! I will worship it and you however I see fit! Got it? You are gonna be a good girl and let me, right?! Let your Daddy take care of you?”

His voice boomed with dominance and it made my knees buckle and slick gush down my trembling thighs

“Yes Daddy! Please Daddy”

He looked at me with a wide wicked grin before attacking my lips in an intense kiss where our tongues met in a sloopy dance, while his fingers began slipping through my folds, feeling the wetness that was gathering there, making him moan at the feeling. Exploring my pussy, his fingers dancing along my inner lips, gently and swiftly touching my clit, making me jolt at the feeling.

“So fucking wet! Is this just for me, baby girl?”

I just nodded with a whimper, which immediately made him stop his mistrations, causing a louder whimper fall from my lips

“Answer me!”

“Yee..ess Daddy! All.. oh my god.. All for youuuuUUuu”

At my needy words he plunged his thick digits into my velvet tunnel, making me buck my hips while digging my nails into his shoulders.

The only sounds that could be heard were the moans and lewd noises falling from me and the squelching sounds of Chris’ fingers fucking my wet hole. My head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, the burning feeling of tears beginning to form in the corners of my eyes as I climbed higher and higher on the ladder of pleasure. Feeling the warm tight feeling low in my belly, begging and begging Chris for more, letting him know how close I was to that ever so desperate feeling of orgasmic bliss.

“Yes that’s it baby, Cum for me, cum for your Daddy!” He commanded while his fingers stroked my walls that were gripping them like a vice as he hit that perfect spot. And then everything went white and I felt nothing but warmth and pleasure

“Shit baby” I heard far away in my cloudy state, and as I came back to earth and looked at Chris, I saw a face of awe and lust

“You are just so fucking amazing sweetheart” We kissed as he pulled me into his lap, and suddenly I felt his hard tip poking at my entrance. A soft “Oh” was all that I let out as he pulled me down on his hard dick.

“Fuck! You are so wet! So tight! ‘You are made for me baby!”

I felt the veins and hard feel of his thick shaft filling me up to the brim, making me bounce on it, while his hands held firmly on my hips, and his gaze wandering over my bliss out face and my cleavage that was spilling over til corset top I was wearing.

“That’s it baby! Take it! You are just for me! Take this cock! Take Daddy’s cock” He made sure to punctuate every word with a hard thrust that made me see stars and brought me closer to another orgasm.

“Yes Daddy! Use me! Ughhnn.. I’m coming Daddy! Can I cum? Please Daddy?”

The fact that I asked for permission made Chris even more wild, as I could feel his grip tighten so much so that I knew there would be bruises and began thrusting even harder up into me.

“Shit Baby! Yes cum! Cum on my cock! Milk me baby!”

The words, the feeling, the bliss, the pleasure, everything became too much, and I came with a loud moan of Chris’ name and it triggered his own release in me, marking my insides with his thick spend.

My arms fell around him and we gently laid back on the bed, Chris’ arms held me and drew soft caresses on my back, as we both came down from our high.

This man is amazing! That was amazing! How can he keep on wanting me? I don’t get it, but man.. I sure do enjoy it! But when will he.. No, don’t go there… not now. Just relax and feel him at this moment. Feel the safety he is giving you.

I took a deep breath and let it out, trying to let those questioning thoughts slip away for now, and just be in this moment, with my daddy.. my Chris.

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Finally writing again! This feeling has been gone for so long!

I welcome it back with open arms!

#writing #fanfics #writerslife #fanfic writer #personal #blueberryfic

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This must be the daddiest photos to ever exist! It’s just ooooooozing major daddy vibes! 🥵

Henry Cavill and Kal photographed by Tom Chamberlin for ‘The Rake’, 2017

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Oh all things that are holy, this is fucking hot! 🤤🥵

Breaking Point

Pairing: Andy Barber x Female!Reader Word Count: 3,546 Summary: Andy has been sweet on you for a while, but as your boss, he was trying to keep things professional…until you showed up to work in that tiny fucking dress talking about going on a date with someone who wasn’t him, and, well…Andy snaps. Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. Boss/employee relations. Dub con if you squint (but the Reader is just surprised, it’s totally consensual). Possessiveness. Vaginal fingering. Anal play. Unprotected sex. Praise kink. AU. 18+ only

A/N: This is an obscenely late birthday gift for the ridiculously talented @syntheticavenger Oh em gee, beauty I am sooo sorry this is so late, but I hope you enjoy it all the same! 🥺❤️

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Excuse me! But goddamn!!!! 🥵🥵🥵

This is so needy and wonderful and perfection!

KINKTOBER DAY 7:

soft as silk

KINKS/TROPE: daddy kink (+sugardaddy!au)

PAIRING: sugardaddy!ceo!steve rogers x sugarbaby!female!reader

WARNINGS: daddy kink, fingering, pet names (doll, baby, princess, pretty girl, good girl) hints of a praise kink

A/N: sorry this is late! i wanna be a sugar baby for stevie <3 forgot to add any ceo elements sorry

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Oh darling I’m so ready for the drama and porn! Bring it!!! 😎🥵🎉🎉🎉🎉

Fuel to the fire - Andy Barber smut series masterlist

The one where Andy isn’t the type of man you can deny, even if what he wants is for you to become his mistress.

Andy Barber is a feared mobster and your best friend’s husband. There were more than enough reasons never to look at him twice. But when he lets you know that he wants you, there’s little you can do to stop the terrible trainwreck you know it’s coming your way.

Warnings: smut, angst, mob!au, violence, noncon for blackmailing someone into sex, dubcon initially because eventually reader is into it, kind of a sugardaddy relationship, infidelity (you’re the other woman), betrayal of trust (you break your OC bestfriend’s trust), pregnancy, dominant relationship done wrong, humiliation (not of reader), controlling relationship, depictions of unhealthy relationships, exhibitionism, murder, asshole!andy, denial of feelings. I can’t stress this enough: Andy is not a good husband and not the best boyfriend either.

New warnings: name-calling, choking, humiliation, non-consensual public sex, self-hate, deepthroating, brief anal play, orgasm control, name-calling, degradation

Status: on-going

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XI - XII - XIII - XIV - XV - XVI - XVII - XVIII - XIX - XX

XXI - XXII - XXIII - XXIV - XXV - XXVI - XXVII - XXVIII - XXIX - XXX

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andy buys you christmas presents (xii-xiii)

A/N: Do not consider this a BDSM relationship because it isn’t. There’s no consent in it and no proper conversation about boundaries or safewords. Reader does enjoy the sex despite being forced into it because of blackmail but she’s reluctant about it because she doesn’t want to betray her friend’s trust. This still signifies a non-consensual relationship that you should not, under any circumstance, aspire to live in or portray in your life.

Special thanks to my patreons, who helped me choose the main character for this series!

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Oh my fucking god!!! 🥵🥵

This story is soo good! This type of Andy is just *chef's kiss* 😘👌

I can't wait to see where this goes! Your writing is just wonderful! 🎀💖

Fuel to the fire - Andy Barber smut series masterlist

The one where Andy isn’t the type of man you can deny, even if what he wants is for you to become his mistress.

New warnings: name-calling, choking, humiliation, non-consensual public sex, self-hate, deepthroating, brief anal play, orgasm control, name-calling, degradation

Status: on-going

I - II - III - IV - V - VI - VII - VIII - IX - X

XI - XII - XIII - XIV - XV - XVI - XVII - XVIII - XIX - XX

XXI - XXII - XXIII - XXIV - XXV - XXVI - XXVII - XXVIII - XXIX - XXX

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the numbers between () are the chapters between which I suggest reading each drabble

andy buys you christmas presents (xii-xiii)

Special thanks to my patreons, who helped me choose the main character for this series!

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Oh dear! This.. this is so! Just wonderful! The bond forming between them already is just 😘👌

And the dominating Alpha Andy! Holy moly it’s so hot!

This is me right now with the rest of this amazing story! 💖🎀

A Different Kind of Love

Summary: Happily bonded to your Beta Jake Jensen, you both realize you’re missing the security and love that only an Alpha can bring. When Jake meets Andy Barber he knows he’s found just what you both need, now he just needs to convince you. [A/B/O dynamics, explicit sex (m and f receiving) and use of handcuffs, 18+]

Pairing: Alpha!Andy x Omega!Reader x Beta!Jake

Author’s Note: This is part of a Different Kind of Love verse but can be read as a standalone. This is pure smut with lots of soft feelings thrown in. Many thanks to @whisperlullaby and @emmabarnes for their beta work. I initially wanted to write this as Dark!Andy but I figured Jake, Beta or not, would be pretty quick to kill anyone who hurt his Omega. So I went the sweet Andy route (a first for me!).

When Jake approaches you with the idea of finding an Alpha you’re hesitant. You love him and the little life you’ve carved out together. You don’t need an Alpha to be complete although you know Jake worries one day you will. It makes him anxious to know he can’t provide for you during your heat like your body needs him to. He worries about your safety - an Omega without an Alpha is vulnerable.

You try your best to reassure him but the topic keeps cropping up again and again. It takes you months to realize it isn’t just about finding an Alpha for you. Even though you try not to, you often look to Jake to make the big decisions. You fall back on him to lead when you feel overwhelmed or anxious. He does it to make you happy but you know it weighs on him. As much as he’d never admit it, you’re starting to realize that maybe he craves the strength and protection of an Alpha too.

It’s why you finally say yes to him and how you find yourself on a date with Andy Barber. It surprises you how effortlessly Andy falls into place between you and Jake at dinner. He tempers your Beta’s fast, nervous energy with a steady hand and draws out your quiet voice with gentle touches and quiet prompting. As uncertain as you’d felt before, by the end of the night you’re ready to admit Jake might have been right.

When Andy suggests an after-dinner drink at his office you and Jake exchange a wordless look, nervous excitement zipping through your bond at the prospect of something more. You both answer yes in unison, making Andy’s lips twitch under his beard. On the walk back to his car he takes your hand in his and Jake falls in step on the other side of you. The sense of safety that settles over your body has you swallowing the pleased little chirp that bubbles up.

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Aarh finally gonna read this story!

And by this first chapter: this is just goddie goodie gumdrops! 💖🎀😍

A Field Guide to Getting Lost

Summary: Trying to escape your mother’s incessant quest to find you a worthy Alpha to marry, you run into an unusual Beta named Jake. [A/B/O dynamics, humor, and fluff]

Pairing: Beta!Jake Jensen x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 2.3K

Author’s Note: This is part of a Different Kind of Love verse but can be read as a standalone. Thank you to @emmabarnes and @whisperlullaby for beta’ing.

You spend most of the party trying to evade your mother and her incessant attempts to set you up with every eligible Alpha she can get her hands on. It’s only one hour into your father’s retirement party but you’re already tired of being paraded around like a prized show horse. You’re half surprised the last Alpha your mother took you to meet didn’t ask to check your teeth. At this point, you’re 95% sure you’ve met every unbonded Alpha the armed forces has to offer and you’re not impressed. They’re all the same clean-cut squared away men you’ve grown up around. Rigid and boring. Not at all your type.

Your father, bless him, facilitates your escape to the backyard by sweeping your mother into a conversation with a three-star general. Wine bottle in hand, you make your way to the beloved rickety old treehouse from your childhood, but pull up short when you find a man standing at the bottom of the tree.

When he spins to face you, his blue eyes widen behind his glasses as they trail over your body before snapping back to your face. Despite the god-awful facial hair and frosted tips he’s sporting, he’s incredibly handsome. Broad and built, you don’t miss the way the thick, corded muscles of his arms and chest flex when he crosses them over the bright pink shirt he wears. He’s about your age, maybe a little older.

“Uh, hey,” he offers with a soft, unsure smile.

The breeze carries his scent towards you. It’s light and refreshing, like the clear air after a rainstorm and fresh-cut grass… but there’s something slightly tart underneath that settles heavily on your tongue and makes your jaw tingle. He’s a Beta and you relax a fraction, dropping your shoulders. He’s tall but hunches his shoulders forward, almost like he’s trying to appear smaller and less threatening. You watch his nostrils flare as he subtly scents you.

“You, uh, come here often?” He inquires with a crooked smile.

“To my parent’s house?” You ask, brows raised. “Yeah, I do.”

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Why... why havn’t I seen this clip before??? Uggggh!!! 🥵🥵🥵🥵

#chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #steve rogers #ari levinson #andy barber #andy barber x reader

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Arh this story is so precious!!! Love it so much! 🎀💖

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Oh you bet I’m gonna binge read this one!

2 chapters in and aaarh! The fluff, the crush, the BIKER!ARI!!! 🥵💖🎀

let’s ride: the misunderstanding (2) ✧ ari levinson

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pairing: biker!ari levinson x single mom!reader

summary: you make the mistake of listening to the council of moms about the bikers in town.

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warnings?: moms gossiping, misunderstanding between reader and ari, pet name (sweetpea, momma), not proofread

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So I have determined that I have several moods when it comes to reading and it all often correlate to where I am in my cycle:

Up to and during my ovulation I crave: smutty, protective and obsessive fics: examples: a/b/o or mob aus

Up to my period: Long romantic fluffy/angsty stories: examples: friends to lovers, boss/employee, long time friends

During my period: The filthiest smutty mcsmut: examples: everything as kinky as possible

Can anyone relate? 🙈😅

#fanfic #chris evans fanfiction #tom hiddleston x reader #henry cavill smut #andy barber #chris evans x reader #henry cavill x reader #ari levinson

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Arrrh wait! Stop! 😨

I need more!! This is tooooooo cute! And I can just feel the chemistry between these two!

Loved this! Can’t wait for more darling!🎀💖

home to me

↳ andy let you go once, he doesn't wanna lose you again

a/n: a little series? this one's probably gonna have another chapter or two hehe <3

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Andy's stomach churned when he sees you. In a very good way. It's been a good two years since the break up and he can barely believe that he's seeing you right then and there— in the corner of the cafe that Andy knows you love going to. Your voice made his heart flip. It's so goddamn beautiful and Andy misses it so damn much.

He doesn't even know why he's so stunned at the sight of you. It's the only reason why he's there— why he's always going there almost every weekend, hoping to get a glimpse of you sometime. You're in the fuzzy, furry jacket that you're always wearing on chilly days, your hair pulled up with a claw clip and your laptop right in front of you with a cup of coffee right by the side.

He tried to get over you, he really did. But even after all the women he met after you, no one made him feel the same way you did. The butterflies in his stomach he gets just talking to you like some teenager, or how his heart just flutters when you smiled at him with that beautiful grin.

Andy couldn't help but look at you every two minutes, while he's waiting in the queue for his turn. He's thinking of what to say if he even has the guts to walk up to you and say hi.

The break up wasn't necessarily bad... it was mutual. Kinda. You were in the middle of your studies and you just wanted to focus on doing well and getting your masters. It's not that Andy was a distraction— really, he actually helped a lot. But between studying and trying to make sure you don't abandon Andy, you realised that taking a break would be good for the both of you.

You were young, only 24 while Andy was 14 years older than you are. He's so mature and wise that you just felt that you just wanted to grow as your own person before you and Andy took it any further and got more serious. You thought that you'd work on yourself, fixing up your flaws and make yourself just grow into a better version of yourself. And as much as Andy disagreed, he didn't want to force you to keep being with him. He thought that maybe, you both could just grow as time passes, and that you can change right next to him.

But he just agreed with you, because he definitely does not want to pressure you into being in a relationship with him no matter how much he actually wants you to stay with him. So technically, it was a mutual break-up to you. But he didn't really feel the same.

And unsurprisingly, Andy simply cannot get over you. Two years passed, and he just wishes that you're by his side again.

"Hi! What can I get for you?"

Andy snaps out of his trance, stepping towards the cashier and ordering his coffee to-go with a bagel as well. He takes a quick glance at you before he decides to change his mind. "Actually— I'll just have those here."

Wait— you recognise that voice.

You instantly glance up from the screen of your laptop, watching the familiar back and broad shoulders standing at the cashier. Holy fuck- Andy?

Your gaze turns back down to your laptop, your mind trying to decide between approaching him or just letting him go... again... like you did 2 years ago. He still fits into those polo tees like a glove, the jeans barely doing his ass justice but it really accentuates his goddamn thighs.

Fuck. Two damn years and you still have it bad for him.

"Can I join?" Andy glances down at some blueprint or floor-plan thing you have on your laptop. "Unless I'm interrupting— you look busy."

"Andy—" You turned to him and back to the opened floor-plan on the screen. "No, no. Hey-" You lowered the screen and put it aside, leaving some space for Andy. You gestured at him to join you in the booth.

Andy takes up the offer, setting the cup in his hand and the bagel right in front of you before he slides in. "Hey,"

You let out a breathy laugh as you look at him, fidgeting with your fingers underneath the table. "Been a long time."

"Yeah," He nods, offering you one of his adorable smiles as he rests his forearms on the table. "I stopped seeing you around, thought you moved away."

"I thought you did— till I heard the news talking about one of your cases." You retort, lips curling into a soft smile. "How've you been, Andy?"

"Same old, y'know. Long hours at the office and takeout nights. Nothing really changed." Andy grins, "How's everything goin' for ya?"

Oh— and he definitely isn't wrong when he said 'nothing really changed'. For this 40-year-old man to still look like the Andrew Stephen Barber you met like 4 years ago? Phew.

"Uhm- pretty good! I'm uh- I just signed a contract with Perkins and Will."

Andy's lips curled into a wide grin. "You did it!"

He remembers?

Your head tilts as you look at him. "You remember?"

"Of course, hon. That's your dream firm." He reaches over table and pats your hand. "I'm happy for you, Y/n."

"Thank you, Andy," You brush a hand through your hair, eyeing Andy in his whole polo tee and jeans glory. "I'm surprised you aren't working on a Saturday morning,"

Andy lets out a laugh at your words, "Yeah- I just thought, y'know. Uh- I'm old enough to stop being such a workaholic."

You raised a brow at that, "Andy, you aren't old." You give him a suggestive glance as your eyes trace his whole figure. "Definitely don't look like it."

"I'll say the same thing for ya, Y/n." Andy didn't bother hiding his gaze either, eyes trailing down your body till it's back up to your face. "Two damn years and you still look as gorgeous as ever, sweetheart."

A breathy laugh leaves your lips. "Always as flattering as ever, Mr Barber."

"You know I'm an honest person, sweetheart." Andy winks before he takes a sip of his coffee.

You hum as you run your finger on the edge of your own cup. "I remember you telling me that all lawyers are really good liars."

You love how familiar this feels. It's like nothing has changed and both of you are back in 2019. Good, good days. Letting Andy go was a dumb move on your side, you realised that pretty soon after the break-up. You should've known that you and Andy would've made it work someway, somehow.

"C'mon, honey. Y'know I can never lie to you." The wide smile he has on his lips is as charming as ever and god if it doesn't just make you fall in love again- as if you ever fell out of love with him in the first place. Andy clears his throat, a hand inching to the back of his neck and softly rubbing the spot. You instantly realised that he's a little nervous. "You dating anyone?"

You let out an almost silent snort, scoffing at his question. "Ya think? I just called you hot five minutes ago, handsome."

Andy takes a bite of his bagel, looking up at you through those goddamn long eyelashes as his mouth moves to chew the food and those fucking pink lips making you stare at him like a horny teenager.

"You've got to stop staring at me like that, sweetheart." He warns, but the glint in his eyes is telling you that he really doesn't mind you staring him up like that.

Your brows raised immediately in defence. "Like what?"

You tried your best to fight the grin fighting its way to form on your lips. But Andy is a goddamn lawyer, after all. He knows his shit and he knows that you're just being a tease.

He huffs, brow arched as he looks at you. "Like you wanna eat me." He replies shortly, lips curling into a smirk. "Cause I was planning to take this slow after 2 whole years. And you aren't helping."

You hum, picking your cup up and taking a sip from it, hiding the grin forming on your lips behind the cup. "You can still wine and dine me if you wanna." You set the cup down and lean forward, head tilted to one side with your head resting in your palm. "But y'know, I'm pretty impatient."

Andy laughs, backing away from you and resting back against his seat. "Guess it's good that I've got enough patience for both of us, huh?"

You laugh at his words. "We'll see, Mr Barber."

He takes your words as an invite to ask you out. "Dinner tonight? My place."

You playfully rolls your eyes, ignoring the little flutter in your heart. "Who's impatient now?"

"It's a yes or no question, sweetheart."

"Still that cute little loft?"

"I'll text you my new address later."

You couldn't fight the grin forming on your lips. "It's a date."

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He was at the grocery store when he pulled out his phone and goes to your contact to shoot you a text. It has always been there, saved and never deleted. He didn't want to get rid of the hope that he might have you back.

Andy: 242 Warren St [sent 3.24pm]

Andy: See you tonight, sweetheart. [sent 3.25pm]

You didn't reply so Andy just assumed that you read it. He's looking forward to seeing you again tonight and he's excited.

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It wasn't till you got home that you realised that Andy doesn't have your new number.

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Oh this is a oddly wholesome follow-up to part one. Though angsty it’s still very nice!

Hoping for more. Great read! 🎀💖

My Baby’s Fit Like a Daydream

Married Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Summary: After Andy divorces his wife, you help him and Jacob navigate life

Warning: angst

A/n: another part of my 1k celebration! part 2 of You Know I'm Not A Bad Girl

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” You hear a woman’s voice say.

You stir in the bed, your eyes opening to see Laurie standing at the edge of your bed. You instantly pull the sheets over your naked body, waking up Andy in the process. “L-Laurie, what are you doing here?” You ask, your heart pounding in your chest.

You’ve been staying over at Andy’s new apartment for almost 2 months, she’s never shown up here. You look past her, to see Jacob standing in the hallway, his book bag slung over his shoulders. The look of betrayal on his face almost has you vomiting.

Andy panics just the same, working to pull his boxers on under the blankets. Laurie narrows her eyes at you, turning around to walk out. You look over at Andy, who’s just as shocked as you are.

As far as you understand, Andy hasn’t had any contact with Laurie except sending divorce papers back and forth. Why is she here?

And Jacob hasn’t spoken to his dad since he moved out, what is he doing here?

You gather yourself, reaching down to the floor to pull Andy’s shirt over your body. You run out of the bedroom, past Jacob, and into the apartment hallway. “Laurie, it’s not what it looks like,” You say.

You don’t know why you’re trying to explain, she’s the one who cheated on him. It just feels wrong for your role model to see you in bed… with her soon to be ex husband.

Laurie turns around, looking you up and down in disgust. “Oh, really? My husband didn’t leave you because he’s sleeping with you?” She asks. You raise an eyebrow, your head still foggy from the night before.

“No, he left you because you were cheating on him,” You remind her. It was the hardest secret you’d ever had to keep, you kept it longer than you thought you’d be able to. Laurie scoffs, turning back around to leave.

No, you can’t let her leave.

Does she seriously think you’re the reason her marriage failed?

You reach out to grab her arm, spinning her back around. Your legs are aching from last night, when Andy had you pinned against the bed, taking his frustrations out on you.

“Laurie, you’re the one that messed up!” You shout, angry at her for breaking something so amazing. How dare she break Andy’s heart? He’s done nothing but love her.

Laurie jerks her arm away, tears in her eyes. “I know that. I know I messed up, y/n. But he didn’t even fight for me. Have you ever thought that maybe I cheated because I didn’t feel wanted? Andy stopped loving me a long time ago, as soon as you walked through his office doors. I thought if I got his attention, he’d want to fight for us, fight for our marriage,”

The confession hits you like a freight train, your heart sinking in your chest. That can’t be true… How could you not have realized that he wanted you? You never saw any signs, you never had a clue.

If this is true, you’re the cause of their marriage failing.

Andy walks up beside you, his jaw clenched. He stares Laurie down, tears rolling down her cheeks. “You need to leave,” He orders. Without putting up a fight, Laurie walks away, leaving you and Andy standing in the hall. You swallow the lump in your throat, looking up at him.

“Is that true?”

Andy motions for you to follow him, simply ignoring your question, but you stand your ground. “Andy, is that true?” You repeat, your voice harsher.

Andy stares at you momentarily, before dropping his eyes to the ground. Without a word, you know that Laurie was telling the truth. You know that he didn’t tell you the truth. That the last two months have been a complete lie.

All of those nights that he reassured you that you weren’t the reason for his divorce, all those nights he promised he loved Laurie up until the day he caught her cheating… They were lies.

You instantly run to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before you’re throwing last nights dinner up. Jacob is still standing in the main room, awkwardly waiting for someone to acknowledge him.

You feel dirty. You feel cheap. You feel… You feel like a whore.

You stole someone’s husband. She cried because her husband was in love with you. She tried to get his attention, but it was focused on you.

These two months with Andy have been amazing, you’ve never felt this way about anyone before. But what if he wakes up one day and decides he wants to trade you in for someone younger? Someone newer?

Andy rushes to be by your side, placing his hand on your back and rubbing circles. You push his hand away, wiping your mouth with the back of his hand. Your eyes start to water, your bottom lip trembling. You back up until you’re sitting against the wall, pulling your legs up to your chest.

“What about everything you said that night? How you didn’t feel like a man? How she broke your heart? Did you… Did you lie to me so I’d sleep with you?”

Andy’s eyes widen, quickly shaking his head. “Of course not, y/n. Everything I said was true. Any time you find out someone is cheating on you, it hurts, even if you’re not in love with them.” He explains.

You sniffle, watching as Andy sits down in front of you. He places his hand on your knee, rubbing circles with his thumb. “Why did you lie to me?” You ask, your voice quiet.

Andy sighs, dropping his head to his chest. “I didn’t want you to feel guilty. There was nothing you could’ve done differently. You didn’t do anything to make me fall in love with you, y/n. It just happened.”

Andy reaches out, wrapping you up in his arms. He holds you against his chest, pressing kisses to your head. You allow him to hold you, wanting everything bad to go away. You know it’s not your fault, but your heart breaks for Laurie. Who’s to say you wouldn’t have done the same thing, desperate for your husband to fight for you?

Whatever happened between them, it’s in the past now. You love Andy, you can’t let him go.

You hear a voice clear, turning your attention to the bathroom doorway. Jacob is standing there, shifting his weight between his feet. “Uh, can I talk to her?”

Andy and you both nod, shocked that he’s even still here.

Jacob darts his eyes over to you and back to his dad. “Alone?”

Andy let’s you go, standing up. “Oh, right. Of course,” He says, giving you one last look before he leaves the bathroom. Jacob shuts the door behind him, sitting down in front of you.

You sniffle, trying your best to dry your tears up. This whole thing has been so confusing for you, you’ve not even allowed yourself to think about how confusing this is for him. His life has just been shattered and he doesn’t know who to blame.

“I’m sorry,”

“Are you okay?”

Both of you speak at the same time, earning a slight giggle out of Jacob. You smile softly, lowering your legs down to the ground, your feet resting next to his. “You can go first,”

Jacob drops his eyes to his lap, clearing his throat again. “I don’t like seeing you cry,” He says. For a moment, you’re minded of your moments together over the past two years. You and Jacob had become so close, as close as best friends. You looked after each other.

“I’ll be fine, Jake,” You say, wiping your cheeks. “I’m sorry about everything. I wanted to talk to you about it but I wanted to give you some space,”

Jacob shrugs his shoulders, still not looking up at you. “I don’t need time. I need help,” He says, his voice almost non-existent. Your heart breaks in two after that, your heart filled with guilt.

Jacob sighs, only now lifting his head. “Everybody always thought my family was perfect. Even you, who knew them most of all… But they weren’t. I could hear the arguing, even when they would try to be quiet. I could smell the unfamiliar cologne on my mom,”

It’s your turn to drop your head, unable to look at him. Unable to face the thought of Jacob being subjected to that at such a young age.

“But I also saw how he looked at you. How he flirted with you and joked, he hadn’t done that with my mom in a long time,” He finishes.

You lift your head, swallowing the lump in your throat. Even Jacob knew? How were you so naive? How could you have been so blind?

"Are you mad at me?" You find yourself asking, your voice breaking. You grew up with divorced parents, you never want Jacob to feel the way you felt about your step mother. You hated her.

You can't do that kind of damage to Jacob.

Jacob chuckles quietly, throwing his head back and resting it against the wall. "No..." He says, watching as you breathe out a sigh of relief.

"How could I hate you? You helped me pass my math exam,"

You laugh quietly, sitting up some more. You hear a soft knock on the bathroom door, Andy's head popping into the bathroom. "Is everything okay in here?" He asks, looking over at you. You watch Jacob stiffen up in the corner, dropping his smile.

He's not mad at you, but he never said he wasn't hurt by his father. You remember resenting your dad for a while after the divorce, for abandoning his family. Even though he still came around, it wasn't the same. You didn't understand then what you understand now.

Sometimes people fall out of love.

You stand up, walking over to the bathroom door. You press a gentle kiss to Andy's cheek, giving him a gentle smile. "I think you need to talk to him," You whisper, Andy's eyes darting over to his son.

Andy steps into the bathroom as you step out, sinking down into the floor. He sits across from Jacob, taking a deep breath. You gently close the door, wanting to give them privacy. Before you walk off, you hear Andy trying to explain.

"Jake, don't ever think I don't love you. Mine and your mother's relationship has nothing to do with you. No matter who I'm with, I will always love you..."

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I love this story sooo much! And it just keeps getting better and better! 💖🎀

Author’s Note: I’m posting late, which sucks. My editing software crashed this evening and it dumped in a bunch of random stuff into my document. Commas, words running together, that sort of thing. At nine fifteen last night. Of course this happened when I was doing my final pass. I hate Google docs. Anyway, please enjoy. And if I look at this tomorrow and see anything that runs together or has double commas, I’m going to scream. I tried so hard to edit it back to normal.

Word Count: 5,312

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Warnings: Smut, adult themes, this chapter is part of a work that contains explicit content. Minors do not interact. 18+ only. NSFW.

Chapter Eleven

Andy cut through the water, the muscles of his arms bunching as he reached for a downstroke. The splashes of his motion made a relaxing beat against the walls of the pool. You were relaxing on the lounge watching his workout. A slow smile curved your lips as he reached the end of the lane and flipped under the water, taking off back towards the far side of the pool. He was even hotter than he’d been in college. Those muscles weren’t just for show, you thought dreamily, watching his breast stroke. You should’ve brought a drool rag.

A shadow fell over you and your head whipped around to find Ari standing next to the lounge chair. His eyes were shaded by dark glasses and his hair fell into his eyes as he looked down at you.

“Hey, handsome. Thanks for moving my stuff.”

“I made Steve do all the heavy lifting,” Ari said, flashing a grin.

He sat down on the edge of your chair and slipped off his sunglasses, dropping them on the side table. Stretching back, he reclined in the narrow space next to you.

“I’m glad you moved out.”

“Andy persuaded me to. I wasn’t crazy about him interfering at first, but he was right.”

Ari shifted onto his side and looked at you. You moved to face him on your side, sliding your arm around his waist. Relief flashed over his features. He was tense. You could feel it as you touched him and then saw the lines around his eyes.

“What’s up?” you asked.

Your free hand cupped his jaw as you rubbed at the short beard with the pad of your thumb.

“I wish we’d have taken things slower. You should have known we wanted more than sex yesterday. I’m sorry I deceived you. I’ve realized that Andy lying to me was pretty much karma.”

“Okay.”

“I wish you’d told me what Jackson had done, but I know I never gave you the chance.”

“Ari, I wouldn’t have told you. It was private information. And humiliating. I haven’t told anyone what’s going on. Not even my family knows.”

He scowled. “You trusted me.”

“For sex, absolutely. With the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to me? I don’t think so. I wouldn’t have even told Andy.”

Ari’s eyebrows jumped. “That actually makes me feel better.”

“I enjoyed last night. It helped me put Jackson out of my life once and for all. And the added benefit is that there’s no way he’ll ever come back. Not after all that. He’s so done with me.”

Your grin made his mouth curve into a smile and you found the expression much more suited to his features.

“How are things with Andy?”

“I love him and he loves me. Neither one of us ever stopped. I understand what happened now. Knowing our break up wasn’t an abrupt change of heart or another woman helps. This morning I realized I could just let it all go and be happy. So that’s what I’m going to do.”

Ari pulled you tight to his body and sighed, running his hands over the skin exposed by your bathing suit.

“The bastard shouldn’t have sprung himself on you like that, but since it all worked out… I’ll let it go too.”

“Look at you, already absorbing my positive vibes.”

Ari rolled his eyes back to stare up at the linen curtain over the cabana. “Awesome. After a lifetime of staying alive out of sheer spite, you’re going to lighten me up, aren’t you?”

“Seriously, spite? I would have figured you for a hedonist.”

“Being petty is hedonistic. And being petty with my older brothers is my birthright as the youngest.”

You propped yourself up on your elbow and considered him.

“Wait. There’s entertainment value in this, isn’t there? You should wait on changing too much while I reevaluate.”

Ari snorted. “Someone likes fireworks, don’t you?”

“Yes. Particularly when they don’t involve me.”

Andy completed his last lap and stepped out of the water. Rivulets ran down his pectorals and clung to his neck. Mmmhhh… you wanted to lick the droplets off his collarbone.

“The view up here is amazing,” you said.

“Yeah, the entire city is at our feet,” Ari said. He glanced towards the west, where the skyline was outlined in the fading light.

“Not the view I was referring to, Tiger.”

Ari noticed his brother padding towards you and groaned.

“To each their own, sweetheart.”

“And thanks to you, that is mine.”

In the space of an afternoon, your confidence in your relationship had bloomed once again. Thinking of Andy as yours felt like slipping on a favorite pair of sneakers that had been misplaced. It was familiar and right, fitted just the way you needed. Andy padded over to your lounge and you handed him the towel he’d left beside you. He wiped at his face and nodded to his brother.

“Ari.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t punch you.”

“Steve already clocked me this morning. With you, I’m more concerned about finding the air let out of my tires tomorrow.”

“I’ll keep that one on my list for the future,” Ari said.

He burrowed into your arms and smirked at Andy. “How’d your afternoon go? From the state your bed was in, I’m almost jealous.”

You smacked his shoulder. “Shut up.”

Andy looped the towel around his shoulders and stepped back, shaking his head.

“I’m going to shower. Why don’t you and Duchess soak in the hot tub for a while? She’s sore.”

He turned around and walked off, rubbing his hair with the towel. You glared after him. Spoilsport. You could have dragged another round out of Ari if he’d kept his mouth shut. The jerk. Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to talk him into sex in the cabana.

“Honey, settle down,” Ari said.

“He really spoils all my fun. You know that?”

His dark eyebrows arched. “Well damn. I thought he was warning me.”

You curled into him, arching your back and twining your arms around his neck. With your most seductive look, you sighed and fluttered your lashes.

“I’ve been neglected, you know. It’s been two years since my last good orgasm with a man.”

This intrigued Ari. “So, there’s another guy between Andy and Jackson? Tell me more, I want to have something over the boss.”

“You’re going to think I’m evil when I tell you who it was.”

“This is getting juicy.”

“I slept with his friend Ben. We ran into each other two years ago and I had the urge to get even. To be fair, I thought Andy had abandoned me. So I hit on Ben, and well, you know men. He was very willing.”

Ari laughed. “Good for you, sweetheart. I like that you give him hell. He needs it.”

“Andy’s always been the serious one. Left to my own devices, I’m pretty serious myself but he makes me want to be playful.”

“We can crawl in the hot tub and you cuddle me. Yesterday, Steve got all the snuggles, and I only got to watch.”

You grinned. “Come here, Tiger. We can curl up together.”

Fifteen minutes later, you were surrounded by bubbling water as you sat on Ari’s lap. He had collected a bottle of Doux from the kitchen and brought two flutes that were currently balanced on the ledge of the hot tub. In a bucket of ice, the rest of the champagne waited. In the corner of the hot tub, the jets on the left massaged your back while Ari leaned against the adjacent stream. You sipped at your second glass of champagne and started to feel fuzzy. Ari reached for the bottle.

“Top up?”

“Why not? It’s the weekend.”

“Steve said he filled you in on our proposal this morning,” Ari said.

He corked the Doux and put it back into the ice bucket.

“Yes. The three of you, with me. All of us together. Is that what you want?”

Ari leaned back and sank deeper into the water. “What do you mean?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Any of you could have a woman of your own if you felt like it. I could drop you off at a bar downtown and you’d have five phone numbers by the end of the night.”

“You’re an optimist. I’ve managed four before, but that was during St. Patrick’s Day weekend.”

“You know what I mean. You don’t have to share. Why do you want to?”

Ari’s jaw clenched. “I’m the only one who isn’t bothered by how our lives turned out. Being in the mob doesn’t upset me. The casino business is like running a party. The underground games are fun. We set up a full bar and make things comfortable so the gamblers stick around all night. I make money hand over fist because it’s all rigged. And not even illegally, it’s just the standard fare for the gambling industry. Heck, if I was running this in a different state, it would be legal. What I do doesn’t feel wrong.”

He went quiet and looked away, towards the skyline. You laid a hand on his shoulder.

“That’s not what I asked.”

“It didn’t feel wrong to me until I found out what Jackson had done to you so he could keep gambling at my casinos. Let’s just say all the fun is sucked out of my work now. I feel like crap. I’ve never felt this way about what I do before and I don’t know how to handle it. If I could quit, I think I would. But that’s not an option.”

“Jackson is responsible for what he did, not you. I don’t have any objection to gambling, just so you know.”

Ari pulled his gaze from the sky and looked back at you. “Jackson stole money from you to fund his habit. He has a sickness and if it were drugs he was addicted to, I’d be his dealer. I can’t shake off how I feel. It’s like I had a part in the con he pulled.”

“You feel responsible for what Andy did to me, for what Jackson did… That’s not a healthy weight to carry.”

“It’s not. I keep having these moments... spasms of conscience, you might call them. At first, I thought it was Steve rubbing off on me. Sometime early this year, I started needing something different. I wanted an outlet that wasn’t related to the mob, but my whole life is the business. Nothing I can do will change that, not for a long time. Then I realized what I could do. I figured out what was wrong. I was ready for a relationship. But after a look around at my options, I didn’t find anyone I wanted.”

You smiled, amused. “Wow, I thought you said your casinos were fun. What are they, strictly men? That’s so 1950. I should stop by and liven up the place.”

Ari’s expression turned dark. “No. Not a chance in hell. Our clients are worse than Jackson. You’re staying very far away from the business.”

“Really?”

“Hell yes.”

“Way to be a killjoy.”

He rolled his eyes. “You want fun? I’ll take you to Rio. Just don’t stroll into one of my casinos. It’s a rough crowd.”

“Message received. Stay home. Be boring. Take up cross stitch and golf. Sign up for my AARP card, I got it.”

Ari groaned. “You’re supposed to give Andy hell, not me!”

You curled your arm around his neck and nuzzled his cheek. His eyes slid half closed in pleasure.

“I’m teasing you. I’ll stay away from your games, and you can take me to Carnival in Venice.”

“Good choice,” Ari said.

“So you’re planning on being around for that sort of thing in the future?”

He turned and slid his hands to your hips. “I want something more than making money for the mob. I’m at a different stage of life now. I kept dealing with Jackson because I knew about you. When Steve decided he wanted you too, I was furious. After I calmed down, it hit me. My work is dangerous and every criminal on this coast knows what I do. They know how much money I have access to and there’s been attempts on my life because of it. Bringing a woman into that life would be stupid. Unless it didn’t involve them. And because Steve can get out while Andy and I are in this for life, that makes it perfect. The three of us sharing one woman was the solution. I’d get what I needed and you would be safe.”

“It’s extremely non-traditional. What if I’d bolted?”

Ari nodded. “That’s why we had to go for sex first. Steve and I have shared women before. Andy sometimes joined in, but not until…” he stopped and licked his bottom lip. “Uhh…”

“Until after me?”

His shoulders moved with a heavy sigh. “We didn’t share regularly. It was only for fun. Watching each other was light voyeurism, safer than the stuff that could get a person arrested. I love a woman’s stamina in bed. The women we shared loved it, and that kept me coming back to it. Being the center of attention and having three men guarantees her satisfaction. It was enjoyable for everyone involved. It didn’t seem like such a bad set up for a relationship. We can all meet your needs in different ways and you’ll be safe.”

Your heart flipped over as his voice caught on the word safe. Rather than address it, you lightened the mood.

“You’re such a pleasure dom.”

Ari winked. “Oh, you have no idea, sweetheart. Wait until I get my hands on you.”

You rocked on his lap, feeling the evidence of his arousal.

“Mmmmhhh… I’m game.”

“Down girl. You’re sore. There’s plenty of time for that later.”

Admittedly, your muscles ached. Andy had persuaded you to take two ibuprofen with dinner. It may have helped too much, since you were currently thinking about dragging Ari downstairs and riding him. Probably not your best plan if you wanted to walk right tomorrow.

“I’ve never done anything like this. Being with the three of you would be amazing. I don’t doubt that. But I can’t imagine how we’re all going to share outside of the bedroom. Do you all get a night on rotation, or am I going to be with all of you at the same time?” You shook your head, running your hand over your hair. “But maybe it’s crazy to try and work out every little detail before we’ve even started. No relationship can be predicted, right? We just have to try. I guess I’m scared that I don’t even know how to try. Other than Andy and Jackson, I’ve never had a serious relationship.”

“You’ve had two more than me.”

You waited for the punchline. He took a sip of his drink.

“Seriously?”

“I got into the life of crime when I was in my early twenties. It doesn’t leave much room for romance.”

“Crap, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude, I’m just surprised. For the record, my relationship experience consists of being with Andy, who felt like my best friend, and then screwing up majorly with Jackson. I’m no one’s idea of an expert.”

Ari cocked his head. “I’m as shocked by you as you are about me. I expected a string of heartbreaks behind you. All I know is this would allow me and Andy to hide a relationship from our associates. Steve would be a perfect cover story. If he were your boyfriend, no one would pay much attention. Everyone knows we stick together and for you to live with all three of us would appear perfectly ordinary. No one will ever suspect that you’re ours, not just his.”

“How are they going to know about me if you don’t want me around your business?”

“Andy has bodyguards and so do I. When we’re out in public, they’re a necessity. I’m not the boss, but I still don’t venture too far without Steve around. That’s why the thought of dragging a woman into my life, as much as I wanted to, sent an icy shiver down my spine. She would constantly be under threat and it would drive me crazy.”

“That’s sweet.”

Ari met your gaze, his face somber. “No. It’s reality. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you. Steve leaving the mob means that you’d never fully come into contact with our enemies, with our men. He’s never been as connected as Andy and I. He’s the forgotten brother, the one who showed up out of nowhere. The mob is traditional. If our old man forgot about him, then why should they care if he’s our blood? Their boss never did.”

“Does that bother him?”

“Nope. He hates the mob. He only stayed to keep Andy alive. There was no one we could trust during the war, just ourselves. We had to clean the house. A few of them betrayed us and it’s how our mother died. After getting back on an even keel, Andy was paranoid. Rightfully so. Steve or I were always with him. For a while, we even slept in shifts and moved between safe houses every week. It was that bad.”

“And now?”

“We’re on top again. It’s taken years, but our position is well funded and the money coming in is better than ever. I might get out if I can train someone who can take over. It has to be someone so tightly under Andy’s control that he’s not at risk, but it’s possible. I want to tell you it’s a sure thing, but I won't lie to you.”

“I’m not asking you to make any changes, Ari.”

“But I want to change. You make me want to change and that’s a good thing. I’m far too comfortable being who I am. I needed the jolt Andy sent me into last night. I pushed you into a corner and demanded sex for money.”

“Ari…”

“I framed it as fun and games, but that’s the bottom line. Steve made a fuss about how we were going to approach you. Asking versus trying to lure you in. I laughed at him. To me, any way to get you was enough. Once I had you, I’d use sex as the bait to keep you around. My plan was to become a casual lover, a friend with benefits, and then work up to something more serious.”

“I said yes to your offer. There’s blame to go around if you want to play that angle. But I don’t care. I’m reconnected with Andy and it feels good. I’m so glad to have him back. Why should we dwell on how we got here? Let’s just enjoy it.”

“The outcome was excellent, but the process was shit. And that’s on me.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Fine. It’s all on you. Everything was a major screw up, start to finish. Get over it.”

Ari made a face at you. “I’m trying to have a moment. Stop being irreverent.”

“Quit the Debbie downer routine and I will. What do we do next, from here? I’m on board and I want to try this relationship. Is a group date in the cards, or are we splitting time evenly?”

“We can bring your stuff back here and you can move in. Specifically, with me.” Ari curled his arms around you and lowered his gaze to your throat. “I feel so terrible about how this all started.. I need you to cuddle me. One night won’t cut it. A week isn’t enough either. I want pillow talk and lazy morning sex, all that couple stuff. I’m starving for a normal relationship. You can break me in, just how you’d like.”

Your mouth was dry by the time he finished and your heart was fluttering. He was potent when he turned up the smoulder. Enhancing the appeal was the undercurrent of emotion behind the humor. His teasing was light-hearted, but he didn’t hide how much he wanted you. The gleam of vulnerability in his sapphire eyes made you want to cover his face with kisses and take him on romantic picnics.

You would take him. He was going to get all the softness and pleasure he’d missed out on when the mob had taken over his life. You were going to make sure of it. A spark of hope caught fire in your chest as you made a mental list of dates. The picnic. Going to the beach. A long walk around the marina with ice cream. Pumpkin patches and fall festivals.

“I think we could pack a lot of fun into the rest of this year,” you said.

Ari smiled. “It’s been a rough one for you so far. But we can turn that around.”

“I’d like that.”

“So you’re staying?”

“For tonight.”

Ari tensed. “What do you mean?”

“I need to keep my own space while we figure this out. I jumped in too fast with Jackson and I regret it. Don’t be offended. I just need some space while we settle in. This has been going at a breakneck speed and I want to take my time.”

“We could get a house. How about a dog? You like dogs.”

“No. I’m going to the place where Andy had you put my stuff.”

“What’s wrong with fast, when you know what you want?” Ari asked.

“We met yesterday. Literally. That’s not fast, that’s insane.”

“You spent three years with Andy.”

You tilted your head. “Yeah. And less than twenty-four hours with you. I need my own place. After how everything unfolded with-”

“I’m not Jackson.”

“Did I say you were? I’m going to look before I leap this time and dive in feet first. Respect that.”

Ari sighed. “Fine. But stay with me tonight? In the morning, we can go over and unpack your stuff. I’ll help you settle in.”

You kissed him on the mouth and laced your fingers into the long hairs at the back of his neck.

“That sounds perfect, babe.”

You felt the tension drain out of his neck and shoulders. He was scared. This was a step for him. Another thought occurred to you, one that had bothered you once you’d had time to process all that had happened.

“Ari, why did you want me? You’re a logical person. You think things through, I can tell. So what made you go from seeing me with Jackson to plotting out a full-blown relationship?”

He shrugged. The sudden stiffness in his shoulders contrasted his blank expression. You’d nailed him down and he hadn’t seen it coming.

“Tell me.”

“Jackson was a problem for me, okay? I was watching him to get leverage on our deal. He had money coming in from other sources. You weren’t his only scam. I’m not much for force, but I believe in getting my returns. So I watched him, waiting for a hint about where he was hiding his cash. Unfortunately, watching him also meant I saw you every day for the past three months.”

“You watched me?”

“Not like that. You weren’t the subject I was interested in, but I kept seeing you in passing. At first I found you beautiful and way out of his league, but then it became more serious.”

“Why? What happened?”

“The neighbor’s puppy got out. You saved it.”

Your mind flicked back, remembering the day he spoke of. Socks was the beagle mix that had a penchant for digging holes under the fence when his owners were gone. It had been early evening, right after work, when he’d taken off through the neighborhood like a bullet. High on his unwarranted freedom, he’d wiggled under the fence and sprinted into the road. The silver sedan hadn’t seen him coming. You’d thrown him into the backseat of your car and nearly flew to the animal hospital.

“I saved Socks, and that made you want me? A lot of people love animals. It’s hardly a litmus test of character.”

“Yeah, but I saw you come back and talk to the family. You hugged the little girl and gave her Mom tissues. I figured you’d taken him to the animal hospital down the street, so I stopped by. The tech was talkative. I found out you’d paid half the bill and asked the vet not to tell the family.”

You sighed and rubbed your shoulder, uncomfortable with the way he was looking at you. It didn’t mean what he thought. What you’d done hadn’t been a planned action. You weren’t a saint by anyone’s standards. A softie, perhaps. Because Socks was a puppy who’d not only been a pet, he was a much needed companion. You’d acted for your neighbor’s daughter more than anything when you’d seen the injured puppy.

“There’s more to the story. Her husband died right after Jackson and I moved in across the street. At first, she had a lot of support, but it tapered off. They were having a tough time. Annie - my neighbor, the Mom - she told me she was adopting the dog so her daughter could have a friend. Believe me, the girl needed one. The vet said his leg was broken and our only options were to put him down or do an expensive surgery. Annie couldn’t afford it, not after losing her husband’s income.”

“Neither could you,” Ari said.

“Nope. But I had about half the cost in cash in my office. An emergency fund I’d been rebuilding. I asked the secretary if she could give me a discount for an immediate payment in cash. She gave me ten percent off.”

Ari leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours.

“See? That’s what made you go from another pretty face to the woman I wanted.”

“Thank you for telling me.”

“You’re special. You’re kind to people, not just animals. People are harder to care for. I want someone who knows how to do that. I want wholesome and loving, not just hot sex. The past few months have made me realize how much I need a normal, stable relationship. I don’t deserve you. But you already know that.”

“No.”

His head snapped back and horror flashed across his features, then devastation. His jaw clenched, and you reached out before he could pull away. You swung your leg over him to straddle him. When your weight settled on his legs, he went stiff.

“Ari, listen to me. You don’t get to decide if you deserve me or not. In a relationship, you receive, and it isn’t about what you deserve. There are standards you deserve to be treated well and respected. But playing with a scorecard and keeping track of who deserves what is a recipe for a terrible relationship. Try it in reverse. What if you deserved me? Do you get to be entitled to another human being?”

He grunted and his eyes flicked down. “No, you don’t.”

“Good answer. If you’d said yes, I’d be sprinting for the elevators.”

Ari bent his head to burrow into your neck. “I know I want this, but I have no clue how to go about it. You’re going to have to take your time with me.”

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “I already think you should have the entire world, Ari. You’re kind. When Jackson was crude last night, you didn’t let him tear me down. At the hotel, you made sure I was going to be safe. Taking the time to understand my boundaries made me trust you. And after my experience with Andy - because of being abandoned - I don’t trust easily. Right after that discussion, I promised myself I wouldn’t fall for you. Because I knew it was a risk.”

He shivered in your arms and you hugged him tighter.

When he tilted his head back, you saw the faint ring of red around his eyes.

His poker face was on, but nervousness danced in his gaze. He grasped your hips and leaned in. Gently, he rubbed his lips over yours, then flicked his tongue. Your mouth opened to allow access as he took the kiss deeper. The caress of his mouth was heated, but not sexual. The tight clasp of his arms and the softness of the kiss warmed your heart. He didn’t stop when you broke away to gasp for air. Instead, he veered over your cheek, across your jaw and worked his way up to your ear. When he took possession of your mouth again, you melted. You moaned as he assaulted your sensitive lips with his. Ari purred. The noise shot a zing of pleasure through you.

“I love you,” he murmured. “It’s too soon and I know it’s beyond what I can really feel after such a short time. But I can smell a storm brewing and I know you’re it for me. So prepare for a declaration of undying love in the future, honey.”

“Ari? Take me to bed. I want you to hold me and love me.”

“You’re sore, we’re not doing anything.”

“I don’t mean sex. Take me to bed, okay?”

He did as he was told, clearly suspicious of your intent. His room wasn’t one you’d seen before. The bed had a walnut headboard and woven gray comforter. He took you into the shower for a quick rise from the hot tub waters. When you picked up the lotion, he took it from you and did your legs and back. It surprised him when you returned the favor, but as your hands kneaded his shoulders and spine, he relaxed.

“That feels so good, sweetheart.”

“Mmmmhhh. Come on, I want to cuddle. I think you could use an early night. I know I could.”

He wrapped around you like a python and settled in with his head cushioned on the slope of your breasts. The warmth of his breath teased your skin.

“I get it now,” Ari murmured as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“Get what?”

“Loving on you. You didn’t mean sex.”

“Loving can mean sex. It doesn’t mean love in every case. But there isn’t a way to show love that’s more honest and raw than giving and receiving pleasure.”

“You make it sound wholesome,” Ari said.

“Who says sex isn’t wholesome?”

“Uh… everyone?”

Your lips curved into a smile. “Then everyone is wrong.”

He chuckled. “It’s very in character for you to say ‘screw what everyone else thinks’ and define it for yourself.”

“I actually didn't. I was raised with a neutral view of sex. All I ever learned was to respect myself and what I wanted, and how to stay safe. But at a minimum, I have to give credit that my parents never told me sex was bad or dirty. They treated it like an academic subject and made sure I knew the basics. It was Andy who formed my healthy view of sex.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I was nineteen when we got together. Before him, I didn’t see the point of sex. I’d had it and it wasn’t very impressive. Then I met him and what had been boring and lame was different. He was attentive and passionate. I learned to appreciate the expression of trust and mutual enjoyment. Before I knew it, sex wasn’t something dirty and obscene like my friends and I had thought of it in high school. I felt happy and loved when he was touching me and with that kind of positive reinforcement, your brain gets wired a certain way.”

Ari turned his face into your chest, nuzzling your cleavage above the neckline of your tank top.

“I want you to think of me like that.”

Your lips pressed to his hair.

“I already do.”

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