A smile slowly crept onto his lips. "Seriously?" I nodded. He pushed me off him and jumped up. I giggled, watching his bare backside move as he walked. "Stop staring at my ass, woman." He growled.

"Why should I? When you have such a great ass." I stated, biting my lip. He looked over his shoulder, slowly he putting on his pants. Almost teasingly. I pouted.

"Too bad. Get up, we need to get your stuff." He said, with a little dance. I rolled my eyes. I swear this man.

"Can't we get them later?" I whined. He glared at me. I glared back.

"Ok, I'm going to say this in a language you can understand. No." He said, before walking upstairs. Halfway to the balcony, he looked  down at me. "It's either you get ready yourself or I'll do it for you. Your choice." I groaning, I got up and put on my clothes. "Good girl." I sneered at him. He blew me a kiss. I rolled my eyes, ignoring my fluttering heart. He chuckled at jogged up the rest of the stairs and does a dance as he went to the bedroom. I don't like that dance.... he's way too happy. I feel like my life is in danger. What did I get myself into? Sex, food, his adorable kids, and him. He treats me good so why am I complaining?

I went to the kitchen and took two apples from the fridge. When I went into back to the living room, he was on the late step. He's a black shirt, grey joggers and black Adidas slides. I hand him an apple and he takes it. He slapped my butt as I walked past him. I looked back at his smirking face. "Mine!" He said, dancing to the elevator. I shake my head chuckling. I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Mine," I said. I just about died he shakes his ass on me.

"You better believe it." He sang as he pressed the call button. When the elevator opened he let me jump onto his back. He walked  in and as the door closed, he pointed at the living room. "Ours." He whispered, craning his head to look at me. I smiled.

-

I watched the movers put my stuff into the trunk. It's wasn't like I had a lot of stuff to move. It's just basically a shit ton of clothes, handbags, hair products, mags, and books. All my shoes and accessories are piled up in Joel's car. Oh and makeup too. Joel kept pestering me about giving some stuff away to make some room but I ignored him. I was sitting on the steps, taking a breather when  I noticed Joel conversing with Rebecca from 3a in front of Joel's car. I've never really interacted with my neighbours besides a friendly introduction and the occasional greeting when I saw them but Rebecca is the talk of these walls. She is the cause of most arguing couples, I've even seen a man getting kicked out because of her.

Rebecca is tall, leggy, tanned, blonde, and blue-eyed. She was dressed in shorts that were way too small for her, black floral halter top and gold sandals. I made a disgusted face. She was smiling at something he said. My inner goddess growled. I clenched my fists. She touched his arm then gasped like she felt his muscles. Excuse you. In a blink of the eye, I was standing beside them. "Oh hey, Aubrey." She beamed at me. I glanced at her. I wanted to scratch her eyes out. I smiled.  Take your nasty hands off him.

"Hi," I said. I barely managed to hide the bitterness in my voice.

"Oh, have you met Joe-"

"I know who he is," I said, curtly. "What are you  two talking about?" I asked, looking between them.

"Well, we were talking about his car...I love cars but Mustangs are my favourite." She purred, looking at Joel. I bet you do. "I was just about to ask him out for drinks—"

"Oh, no...he can't." I cut her off. She frowned, turning to me.

"Why not?" She asked, dryly with a brow in the air.

"Because I said so. Duh." I said, with a bright smile. She looked between us. "I'm his girlfriend and don't you ever, EVER...let see you with your claws on him ever again. He's mine." I stated. Joel chuckled. I ignored him. "You can steal everyone else's man around this fucking complex but keep your hands off mine." Joel wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. Amused.

"Tiger goes roar." He mumbled, in my ear. Joel...shut up! She looked dumbfound.

"I-I'm sorry. I had no idea." She said.

"Well, now you do. Run along or I'll make you." I gritted through my teeth. She rolled her eyes and walked off. Joel chuckled again. I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes. "Shut up."

"But I didn't say anything." He pointed out, smirking.

"I know you want to." I said, with my hands on my hips. He cupped my face, shrugging. He leaned into my ear and nibbled on it.

"My possessive little princess." He whispered. I blushed. "Were you getting...jealous?" I pulled away.

I folded my arms. "No!" I hissed. Yes, no, maybe. "Urg! Whatever think what you want." I said as I stormed off.  He grabbed me then spun me before dropping a death-defying kiss on my lips. "Rebecca is my second cousin." He said. I gasped. Ohh shit.

"Seriously?" I questioned.

He nodded. "On my mother's side."

Oh no. "That's embarrassing," I mumbled. He chuckled.

"Not for me. I find it....very entertaining." He said, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Is she seriously your cousin?"

"No." He said, grinning. I punched him, he groaned. "I just wanted to see how you'd react." He added, slowly taking a step back.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere!" I said. I jumped on him. He just chuckled. He walked towards his car with me clinging onto his neck. "You bastard."

"And now you're living with me." He said, in a-matter-of a fact.

I groaned. "Don't remind me."

"Oh hush, you're going to love it. I know I am going to. I can now corner you anywhere and everywhere I want with ease and you can't escape." He said, finally holding me as my grip began to fail.

"I'll alert the authorities."

"You'll do no such thing." He said. He put me inside of the car and buckled me up. He winked and I blushed. Damn him.

-

Joel and I sat in his closet surrounded by all my boxes filled with clothes, unsure where to put them all. "Aubrey, like on a real...you're going to have to give a lot of this away." He said, looking at me. I groaned.

"But Joel," I whined.

"I'm sorry but you have to— not even half of these are going to be able to fit in here." He said, getting up. He had cleared out the right side of the closet for me. He looks around thoughtfully with his hands on his hips.

"Yes, we can," I said, getting up. "We can put our clothes together?" I suggested.

-

We finished unpacking a while a while ago, it took a lot but we did it....by giving away a good portion of my clothes. Joel picked out what he thought should go while I sat in a corner pouting and folding the soon to be donated clothes. Now, I'm finishing up lunch while he sat in the living room doing some work. I took our grilled cheese and chicken breast sandwiches to the living room. He sat in the pit on his phone with his Mac on his lap. I placed the sandwiches on the sealed-off fireplace then when back into the kitchen for drinks. I got us both a can of Coke.

I sat beside him, placed the Cokes on the fireplace then began eating. "Yeah, talk to you later," Joel said, hanging up. He placed his phone down then took up his plate. In a flash, his leg zoomed over my head. I sat there confused, next thing I knew I'm being pulled into him with his Mac is on my lap. I shook my head, laying back on his chest. I clicked on Netflix then searched for a movie to watch. I settled on Castlevania.

When we were done eating, he took the plates to the kitchen and came back with a pillow and blanket. He took the Mac for me and placed in on the fireplace, he slipped in behind me and laid down. I slide closer to the edge, giving him some space. He nestle his head in my nape pulling me into him and throwing the blanket over us. At even a minute later, Joel slides his hand under my shirt, cupping my breast. He sighed. I rolled over to face him, his eyes closed. He looked at me briefly then closed them again. I smacked his cheek. Wake up. There's no sleeping around here, lol. He glared at me. I smiled. "Hi," I said, grinning.

He shook his head. "What?" He muttered, closing his eyes again.

"Wake up," I whined.

"I'm not sleeping." He muttered, his growing softer after each word.

"Yes, you are! Wake up—" he covered my mouth.

"Sh!" He breathed, pressing his mouth against his hand over. "You are not allowed to keep me up if you can't handle what I want to give you." He muttered, chuckling. Omg, that's a low blow. He smiled down at me, removing his hand. I narrowed my eyes at me.

"You didn't have to bring that up."

"Then you should have left me alone." He said, lifting my shirt. "Now I have no choice but to give it to you." He said, taking my breast into his mouth. I tried to push him away but he pinned my hands over my head.

"You can sleep now—I'm sorry for waking you."

"No. I'm wide awake now." He said, against my skin tickling me. I giggling.

"Joel? I'm sorry—"

"Sorry,  isn't going to cut it, hun....this is the only way to put me back to sleep." He said, pulling my shirt over my head and leaving it at my elbows. "Keep them there." He said, gesturing at my hands. He got up and sat between my legs. He pulled my panties off my hips and threw it over his shoulder. He grabbed beneath my knee then pushed them at my side. He smirked at me as he slowly leaned down. My head fell back when he teased me with his tongue. He hooked his arms around my legs. I began to squirm. I gasped when he gave me a light pat on my pussy. "Keep still." He said, huskily.

"Shit," I whined when he lapped me with his tongue. I was about to move my hands and he looks at me with wild eyes.

"If you move your fucking hands—I swear to God, Aubrey."

"Stop that then," I whined.

"Why? You don't like that?" He asked. I nodded shyly. "Then stop squirming and lemme do my thing." He said, before going in for the kill.

"Shit." I breathed. He laid down flat on the cushion with his hands holding the back of my knees, firmly. He stopped after ten minutes. I collapsed back onto the cushion barely able to catch my breath. He licked his lips as he checked his phone before turning it off. I raised a brow at him. He looked at me as he stood up, taking off his joggers. "Why did you turn off your phone?"

He smirked. " No interruptions, hun." He said, pulling me to my feet. Huh? He spun me around and bent me over. Then it hit me.

"Joel, I didn't take a pill this morning!" I said, in a panic.

"Oh well." He said, entering me. I groaned. He slides out then slammed himself back in. I gasped. He gently pushed my head down flat and arched my back. He leaned over me with one hand keeping my back arched and the other holding my hip, firmly. I frowned, his foot appeared beside my face....little did I know it was the beginning of the end. I cried out when he sat on top of me. He's so fucking deep my brain couldn't even function for a solid two minutes. You could hear my nails tearing holes in the cushions.

"Joel!" I screamed. He grabbed my hand, pinning them behind my back as he rolled his hips. OH FUCK. My eyes rolled back as I came.

"Aubrey....fuck." He moaned, softly.  I bite my lip, looking back at him. He had his eyes closed as he bit down on his lip. I jumped when he slapped my butt, my body trembled as I came. His body shivered and his eye twitched. He quickly pulled out, I sat down and knocked his hands away from taking me on my back. Your not going me pregnant again. I took him into my mouth. I stroked him as I sucked and kissed his tip, looking deep into his eyes. He ran his hand through my hair, as he moaned. He bent down to kiss me. He pulled away and shoved himself back into my mouth, thrusting. I played his balls until he releases himself. His cum slide down my throat almost choking me. I grabbed him to kiss his tip. He sat down beside me panting and sweating up a storm.

He pulled me to his lap before laying down. "Now, can I go to sleep?" He asked, beneath pants.

I smiled. "No."

"Oh dear God, help me." He groaned. I laughed.

"I'm joking."

"Ok good, good, good. You damn near sucked out my damn soul." He said, laughing. I looked up at him, grinning. He smiled,  playing with my hair. He sighed, before closing his eyes. I got up and threw the blanket over him. I turned on his phone then put it back on the fireplace. I gathered our clothes then put them in the hamper in the bathroom then took a shower.

-

I'm sitting on the balcony, finishing up an email to my dad. I told him I'm doing good, where  I moved to, I hope he's ok and that I love him. I hit send then jumped on Microsoft Word. I have about 15 chapters but I wasn't in the mood to write anymore. I kinda want to end it there. There as in Charlotte met Damian's best friend, David. But that's a boring way the end it, right? It needs more of a BOOM like someone dies or they break up or something don't know. I don't want a boring happy ending. I closed my Mac and went inside.

I put my Mac on the bed. I jumped when my phone rang. It's Beth.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Open up, I'm at your place." She said.

"I'm living with Joel now—"

"Yeah, I know...Joelle told me." She said.

"Oh," I said. "I'm coming." She hangs up. I got up and rushed downstairs. Joel was still fast asleep, I made sure he was all covered before punching in the code. Beth stood there dressed in a pink loose-fitting dress with no bra and gold sandals. She made a face.

"It smells like sex in here." She said, looking around. I blushed.

"Have you smelled your car? Eli's office....just about anywhere you two have been alone in?" I questioned, that made her grin.

"Jealous?" She teased. Not a chance, I want to be able to scream and not worry about people hearing. When she caught a glimpse of Joel in the pit? she walked over to him. She bent down and lifted the blanket. I ran over and slapped her hand away.

"You have your own...so don't look at mine,"  I whispered. She chuckled.

"Just looking." She said, taking off one of her sandals and dropping it on him. Joel jumped out of his sleep.

"Beth!" I yelled as I climbed into the pit. I gently laid his head back on the pillow.

"The fuck was that?" Joel asked.

"Shh, go back to sleep," I whispered, stroking his hair. He closed his eyes.

"Ok." He whispered. I glared at Beth. I gasped when Beth's sandal flew over my head, barely missing her. I looked down at Joel, who was glaring at her.

"Did you just come here to do that?" Joel asked.

"No, I came here to tell you Kimberly's surrogate is at the hospital having contractions but I saw you sleeping and—I could resist." She stated. Joel grabbed his phone and checks it.

"How I have no missed calls or text."

"She's just four centimetres...I just came here to get Aubrey—"

"What about me?" Joel asked, sitting up.

"I don't care," Beth replied. Joel cursed under his breath and got up, forgetting he had nothing on. Frankly, I don't think he cares. I stopped him and quickly wrapped the blanket around him. Joel walked pass Beth cursing all the way to the bedroom. I glared at Beth.

"That's not very nice of you," I told her. She shrugged.

"Still don't care anyway go put on some clothes and let's go." She said.

"I leaving Joel...can't we just carpool?"

"I don't want him in my car...smelling like that—"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm pretty sure he's showering as we speak so stop acting like that." I scolded her, getting up. She rolled her eyes. "Go put on some clothes! Before I steal you from Joel with that sexy ass." She said, slapping my butt as I walked past her. I glared at her. She grinned. I walked upstairs. When I got upstairs, I changed into a yellow Brooklyn hoodie, black leggings and black flip flops. Joel walked out of the bathroom with a towel, body dripping wet. He looks at me, I bite my lip as he walked to towards me, smirking.

"Not because we're living together means you can bite that lip and get away with it," Joel said, pushing me back on the bed.

"Then do something about it." I challenged, pulling him down to kiss me.

"Don't test me." He said, against my lips. I unravelled his towel, looking deep into his eyes. He spun me onto my stomach then slapped my butt. "Next time wear a skirt."

"I thought you liked a challenge." I purred. That made him chuckle. He used his nails to tear a hole in my leggings, I gasped. "Joel!" I exclaimed when he used both hands to make the hole big. He made me sit on my kneel, face on the face. He spread my legs wider before shifting my panties and entering me. He thrust slowly and shallowly into me, almost deliberately. "Hurry up, remember Beth is downstairs."

"She's going to wait until I'm done." He said, huskily, sinking deeper. I buried my face in the sheets, gripping them. "I want to hear you, hun." He said, slamming himself into me.

"Ah!" I moaned.

"That's right." He said, grabbing my hair, forcing me to lift my upper body as he fucked the shit out of me. I bite my lip, trying my best to stay quiet. He took hold of my chin, pulling me back onto him until my back was arched against him. "Aubrey, let me hear." He ordered. I looked into his eyes, letting go of my lip. He pounded him to me making my eyes flutter.

"Joel—shit!" I screamed.

"Louder." He ordered, thrusting so hard the bed began to creak.

"O—FUCK!" I screamed.