Lover's Roulette, (Forever and Always #6)

by Todd, E. L.

“It’ll be fun,” Cortland said. “I’ll take your money any day.”

  Ryan nodded. “I like it. It’s a good plan.” He looked at me. “And what will the bride be doing?”

  “We’ll be at the pool.”

  “All day?” he asked incredulously.

  “Yeah.”

  “Women are weird,” Ryan said. “You just lay there and bake under the sun?”

  “We read magazines, gossip, and drink,” I said.

  “Yeah, that sounds lame,” Cortland said.

  “We should go,” Sean said as he stood up. He threw some cash on the table.

  “We’ll meet in the lobby?” Cortland asked.

  “Sounds like a plan,” Ryan said. He grabbed Janice and pulled her to her feet.

  We took the elevator to our floor then walked into the room. I pulled out my pink swim suit and my sunblock, along with a book and a magazine. I changed into the swimsuit then looked up when I felt Sean watching me.

  He came to me then looked down at my body, staring at the bikini I was wearing. His eyes looked hungry and dark. He pulled the string of my top and let it fall to the ground.

  “We’re never going to be on time at this rate.”

  “Stop talking,” he whispered. He pulled the string of my bottoms then let that fall as well.

  “We’re supposed to meet at the pool.”

  “We will when we’re finished.” He guided me to the bed then laid me down.

  “We just had sex an hour ago.”

  He pulled my legs over his shoulders then moved over me. “I’ll never be satisfied with you. You should get used to it. It’ll be worse when we’re married.”

  “I can’t see it being worse than this.”

  He pressed his cock against me. “It’s interesting how wet you are when you’re complaining this much.”

  “I’m not complaining.”

  “Then stop talking.”

  “It just surprises me how obsessed you are with me.”

  “It’s not surprising at all.”

  I ran my hands up his chest and waited for him to enter me.

  “Do you trust me?”

  The question caught me by surprise. “Sean, I trust you more than anyone.”

  “Can I record this?”

  “Why?”

  “For my own sick pleasure.”

  I said nothing for a long time, unsure how to respond.

  “I’ll never show anyone, babe. But if you’re uncomfortable, it’s fine.”

  “I trust you, Sean.”

  “Good.” He reached for his phone then leaned it against a pillow. “That trust isn’t misplaced.”

  “I know.”

  He slid inside me, making my mind fall away from reality. Every thrust made my mind unwind even more, just concentrating on the physical act between us. I forgot about the camera and the film we were making. My desire took over my mind and I made love to my fiancé, falling more in love with him than I ever thought was possible.

  9

  Since we were going to down to the pool, my first instinct was to remove my engagement ring. I wanted to protect it from the chlorine, sunblock, and the sun. But as soon as I pulled it from my fingers, Sean flipped out.

  “What the hell are you doing?”

  I flinched at the anger in his voice. “I just don’t want to damage it.”

  “I didn’t spend a fortune on that so you wouldn’t wear it.” He stared at me, the anger brewing in his eyes.

  Under his psychotic look, I slipped it back my finger.

  “I never want to you see you without that ring.”

  “Okay.”

  “I mean it.”

  “You can calm down now.”

  He sighed. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to snap like that. I just want everyone to know you’re taken. I like seeing you wear it. It’s the biggest turn on knowing you’re legally my property.”

  “Your property?”

  “You heard me. Don’t act like you don’t feel the same way. If a girl even touched my arm, you would flip out.”

  He had a point. “Then I better not see your ring off your finger ever.”

  “Deal.”

  “Not even when you play ball with the guys.”

  “I’ll never take it off, Scar. I want people to know I’m taken too.”

  “Well, then your psychotic behavior is excused.”

  “I didn’t ask to be excused.” He grabbed my beach tote and placed it over his shoulder.

  “You don’t need to walk me, Sean. I can manage.” I reached for my bag.

  “How many times are we going to do this?” He stared at me. “My wife doesn’t carry anything, doesn’t open any doors, doesn’t pay for anything.”

  “I’m not your wife yet.”

  “Whatever. Same difference.” He turned to the door. “Let’s go.”

  We walked to the lobby and met everyone. Janice seemed to be more awake than before but she still wore her sunglasses. The men were wearing their gym clothes. Cortland was carrying Monnique’s bag and Ryan was practically carrying Janice.

  We walked to the pool and found three chairs near the water. Sean put down my stuff then pulled out the sunblock. “Let me do the honors.”

  I lied on my stomach and let Sean rubbed the lotion on my back and shoulders. It felt like a massage so I closed my eyes. His hands moved lower and rubbed the sunblock into my ass and thighs then down my legs.

  “Turn over.”

  I sighed then lay on my back. I reached for the sunblock but he pulled it away.

  “I’m not done.”

  “I can take it from here.”

  He squirted more into his hands then rubbed my calves and my thighs. There were kids playing in the pool and ladies sunbathing in the chairs. The water splashed over the side and made the concrete dark and wet. I watched Sean as he moved to my stomach. Then, he rubbed my chest.

  I pushed his hand away. “Really?”

  “What?” he said, acting innocent.

  “There are kids here.”

  “And how do you think kids are made?”

  “You’re so gross.”

  His hands moved back to my chest. “I have to make sure they’re protected. You know much how much I love these.”

  When I looked past him, I saw a few older women giving me the hateful eye. Women never liked me. I was always hated as soon as I entered a room. “That’s enough, Sean.”

  He wiped his hands on the towel then put the bottle away. “Have fun, babe. Call me if you need me.”

  “Okay.”

  He grabbed my face and kissed me before he stood up.

  I looked over at Monnique and Cortland. Monnique was pushing him off. Cortland’s hands were white from the sunblock lotion.

  “What?” he asked. “I’m just trying to help.”

  Monnique tied the string of her bottom piece. He obviously untied it. “Just go, Cortland.”

  “I just care about your sun exposure.”

  “I’m going to be sitting on my ass all day. It doesn’t need that much lotion.”

  “It’s better to be safe than sorry.”

  She looked at Sean. “Please take him with you.”

  Sean laughed then grabbed Cortland by the arm. “Come on, buddy. They’ll still be here when we’re done.”

  Ryan gave Janice a kiss before he left.

  The boys left the pool then returned to the inside of the building.

  “They are something else, aren’t they?” Monnique said as she shook her head.

  “Everyone here hates us,” I said, looking around.

  “I don’t blame them.”

  Janice sighed. “Am I the only one who still has a headache?”

  “I had a drink for breakfast. It helps the hangover,” Monnique answered.

  “I guess I need to get drunk again,” Janice said. “So you two made out?”

  We both looked at her. “You just realized that?” I asked.

  “I don’t remember anything from last night. Did th
at really happen?”

  “Apparently,” I said with a sigh.

  “I wonder how that happened,” Janice said.

  “I have no idea,” I said.

  “I bet the guys tricked us,” Monnique said as she leaned back in her chair and opened a magazine.

  “You think?” I asked.

  “I know Cortland. He’s a sweetheart and a gentleman, but he’s also a disgusting pervert. He asked if I would be willing to use a stripper pole in the bedroom.”

  Janice laughed. “Sorry. That one is my fault.”

  Monnique looked at her.

  “Ryan got one and I did a number for him.”

  Monnique shook her head. “I don’t know if I could pull that off.”

  “It’s not hard,” Janice said. “And I doubt he’s paying that much attention since your goodies are hanging out.”

  “Are you going to get one?” she asked me.

  “No,” I said quickly. “We aren’t copying my brother. That’s just weird.”

  “Well, what do you do to keep it spiced up?” Monnique asked.

  I shrugged. “Nothing special. Sean always gets me off. I’m not too worried about it right now.”

  “Yeah, Cortland’s the same way. It’s a really nice change. I loved my last boyfriend but the sex wasn’t nearly was good. I was lucky if I got off once a week.”

  “Well, Ryan has slept with more people than I’ve met in a lifetime, so he has a ton of experience,” Janice said.

  “Sean too,” I said.

  “So, getting cold feet?’ Monnique asked.

  “No.”

  “Really?” Janice asked.

  “Why would I?”

  She shrugged. “I like Sean but he’s messed up a lot. You aren’t scared he won’t do it again?”

  “No.”

  “Well, that’s good.”

  “Sean made some mistakes, but he never had malicious intent when he did them. It was a complicated situation.”

  “You aren’t afraid he’ll get tired of marriage and go back to his old ways?” Janice asked.

  “No,” I said. “I know he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. Are you afraid Ryan will?”

  She was quiet for a long time. “Sometimes it scares me.”

  “He won’t,” I said firmly. “He loves you, Janice.”

  “I know he does.”

  We lied there under the sun, reading our magazines and chatting about various things, mainly the guys. It was nice to not have them around and have some peace and quiet.

  “You still haven’t gotten your dress?” Monnique asked.

  “No,” I said with a sigh. “I’m not looking forward to it.”

  “Why?” she asked. “That’s the best part.”

  “I just don’t know what to wear. Girls know what style and cut they want when they are like five years old. I have no idea.”

  “We’ll try them on and you’ll make a decision then,” Janice said.

  “I would rather just wear jeans,” I said with a laugh.

  “You’re going to look so beautiful,” Monnique said. “Sean is going to be speechless.”

  “I hope so.”

  “He’ll probably want to start the honeymoon right after the ceremony,” Janice said.

  “You’re probably right.”

  “Where are you going on your honeymoon?” Monnique asked.

  “Hawaii. We wanted to do something in the country that was tropical.”

  “You’ll have a great time,” Monnique said.

  “Sean won’t let us leave the bedroom. I actually wanted to go sight-seeing, snorkeling and surfing, but I know that isn’t going to happen,” I said.

  “That doesn’t sound so bad to me,” Monnique said with a smile. “I wouldn’t mind being stuck with Cortland all day.”

  “So you aren’t mad about him from last night?”

  “Why would I be mad?”

  “Well, he let us make out. He could have stopped it.”

  “I don’t really care. We were having fun and got out of hand. It’s not a big deal. I know Cortland wouldn’t tell anyone else outside the six of us.”

  “Yeah, that’s true,” I said.

  “Were you mad at Sean?” she asked.

  “No. I was a little irritated that he had a video though.”

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know. I guess I was afraid he would show someone.”

  “As possessive as our men are, there’s no way they’d show a video of us kissing to other men.”

  “Yeah, you’re right.”

  “I know I’m right. Do you feel better now?”

  “Yeah I do. I guess I was just embarrassed, especially since I don’t remember anything.”

  “We’ll have to ask them.”

  “Hey. Why didn’t anyone want to kiss me?” Janice asked.

  “You sound disappointed,” I said with a laugh.

  “I just feel a little left out.”

  “If only Mike could hear us,” I said.

  Monnique laughed. “He’d pass out.”

  I lay back in my chair and placed the magazine over my face to block the sun. The sun always made me tired so I decided to close my eyes and get a rest. When the dreams started to enter my mind, I saw Sean. He was kissing me at the park on a spring day. I was wearing a white dress but that’s all I could remember.

  10

  Sean

  “Cortland’s on my team,” I said as I dribbled the ball.

  Ryan looked at me, dumbfounded. “What?”

  “He’s the best player. You can have my brother.”

  Cortland shrugged. “That’s cool with me.”

  “But we’re always on the same team,” Ryan said.

  “You guys act like a bunch of girls,” Mike said as he stole the ball. “Let’s just play.”

  “Okay,” Ryan said. “I’ll be on Mike’s team.”

  Mike leaned toward him. “I know where all of Sean’s weaknesses are. You’re in good hands.”

  We started the game and dribbled the ball up and down the court. I preferred playing sports than hitting the gym any day. Lifting weights and doing cardio was boring and unexciting. Cortland was a good player and we worked well together. He knew when my throws were fake and when they were real. We got along pretty well. My hatred for him had disappeared after we had our conversation. It was a weight off my shoulders. I promised myself that I would always put Scarlet before me and I was proud of myself for doing it now. It would have been so easy for me to cut Cortland out of the group, but I didn’t because I loved Scarlet so much. When she was happy, I was happy.

  My body was drenched in sweat. The fluid started to burn my eyes as it leaked into it. I lifted up my shirt a few times to wipe it away. The basketball court was indoors. There were three white walls that surrounded it, and a glass wall on the other side.

  The game got so intense that we stripped off our shirts. Being enclosed in that room was making us a lot hotter than we would normally be if we were outside. The game continued on and we kept tying the score. The teams were perfectly balanced with talent. No one had the upper hand for too long.

  Mike was just as good in the game as I was, which made him an annoying opponent. He played dirty with me because he was still pissed that I shattered his phone into pieces. I didn’t feel any remorse about it. I gave him two warnings before I finally took the matter into my own hands. Scarlet was seriously bothered by the video and I wasn’t going to let anyone make her feel scared or uncomfortable. When it came to Scarlet I was always on the brink of insanity. I took her safety too seriously, but I couldn’t help it. I was obsessed with her. I wasn’t sure how our marriage was going to work when I was this needy for her. I seriously could fuck her all day, every day and never grow tired of it.

  The game dragged on for a long time. I was getting so tired that my muscles were screaming in resistance. We played for almost two hours, which was the longest I’ve ever played in my life. My thighs and ass was sore from the ex
ertion.

  When I looked toward the door, I saw two girls standing there. They both wore spandex shorts and skimpy workout tops. Even though they were dressed in exercise attire, they didn’t look ready to workout at all. Their hair was perfectly curled around their shoulders and their faces were heavy with makeup. As soon as I saw them staring at us, I felt alarmed. I was shirtless. Our clothes were right next to them so I had to come close to them if I wanted to grab it.

  I exchanged glances with Cortland and Ryan, silently communicating with them. The girls were obviously staring at us, liking what they saw. Mike was the only one who seemed happy by the predicament.

  “Hey, ladies. Wanna play some one-on-one?” he said as he spun the ball on his finger.

  The brunette twirled her hair in her fingers. “That could be interesting.”

  “Or how about one on two?” he said with a smile.

  “One on two?” the brunette asked.

  “Yeah. Me and the two of you.”

  The blonde kept looking at me. She obviously already staked a claim on me when we were out of earshot. Damn. I walked over to my shirt then kneeled down. I grabbed it and pulled but the blond put her foot down.

  “I’m Lisa,” she said.

  I pulled my shirt again. “Lisa, could you get off my shirt?”

  “I will if you tell me your name.”

  “I prefer brunettes.”

  “That’s an interesting name,” she said with a laugh.

  “I’m married.”

  “You’re not wearing a ring.”

  “I don’t’ wear it when I play ball.”

  “You take playing hard to get very seriously.”

  “You know what? Keep the shirt.” I got up and walked out.

  Mike stepped in front of her. “Ignore him. He’s gay.”

  “Oh. That explain a lot. I’ve never been rejected before.”

  “How about I buy both of you a drink?”

  Lisa looked at Cortland. “Are you gay too?”

  “Yes.”

  “Oh,” she said. “So you two are together?” She looked at Ryan then back at Cortland.

  Cortland looked at Ryan, silently asking him what he should say.

  Ryan forced the words from his mouth with a clenched jaw. “Yeah. We just got married.”

  “That’s so cute!” the girl said as she clapped her hands.

  “But I’m not gay,” Mike said quickly. “So, I’m here to save the day.”