"Can you grab me those little plates from the cabinet? I can't reach them without climbing on the counter." Riley asked me as she danced in front of one of the open doors on her tiptoes.

It was the first words she had uttered directly to me all night. We had been clearing the table in silence for the last ten minutes while everyone else went to relax in the living room. I was surprised she finally officially acknowledged my existence.  It didn't matter to me that it was only because she needed something.  It was a step in the right direction, which meant she was moving towards me and away from Aiden.

She kept reaching up impatiently even though she had just asked me to help her. It was a wasted effort; there was no way she was going to grab them. She wasn't even close to tall enough.

She stepped out of the way for me when I walked over and stood next to her. The plates were easily within my reach and I didn't even have to strain to reach them. 

"You know, you are incredibly short." The stack clanked my hands as I looked down at the stubborn girl who was giving me dirty looks.

"Not everyone can be as freakishly tall as you." She rolled her eyes and snatched them out of my hands without saying thank you.

Riley placed the stack next to her and grabbed a large knife on the counter.  She drove the tip of the knife into the pan a little too aggressively. My hands flew over my pants involuntarily to act as a shield in case she got carried away and went after me instead.

She cut a chunk of brownie, placed it on a plate, and repeated the action until there was a whole counter filled with perfectly proportionate pieces.  I grabbed a few of them and a couple of forks to take them out to the living room. 

Everyone was sitting in front of the television, watching some terrible movie.  It had to be something Mark picked out because it had way too inappropriate content to watch with parents.  Mark was trying to explain what was happening to a very disinterested Mr. Davis, who was yawning like he was about to fall asleep. I walked over and shoved one of the brownies in front of Mark's face first to shut him up.

Brynn smiled and winked at me when I gave her the other plate in my hand like I had done something special for her.  She was just the nearest person to Mark when I walked into the room. 

I went back and forth from the kitchen to the living room two more times until everyone had a plate in their hand. When I came back in from my last trip, Riley had started running water to scrub a few dishes in the sink. She was standing in front of it with her back turned to me and a scrub brush gripped tightly in her hand. She was assaulting the dishes like they had done something wrong.

I reached down and pressed the latch to lower the door to the dishwasher door for her. I sat back against the counter and watched her alternate between attacking the dishes with soap and placing them gently in the machine like she was piecing a fragile puzzle together. 

I noticed when she went to put the silverware in, she carefully sorted out each type into their own separate bin. When one of the forks decided it wanted to be a spoon too, Riley snarled at it and pulled all of the silverware back out to begin again.  She resorted every single piece until they were in their proper place. 

She was a peculiar one.

"So..." I said, not knowing what to say to her.

My plan hadn't developed past the finding a way to get her alone stage.  I was too busy running back and forth between rooms to have time to think it through.

"So," She hissed back while looking up at me, waiting for a response. Riley had disdain for me written all over her face.

The words I wanted to say were stuck in the bottom of my throat.  I tried to tell her that she dominated my every thought, both waking and asleep. No other girl I had ever encountered before had ever pissed me off, confused me, and made me feel anything close to the way she did.

But I didn't say anything close to what I was thinking. I couldn't force the words out. 

I started twisting my eyebrows rings to keep my hands busy. 

She rolled her eyes again and let out one of her little noises as she spun back around to start beating up the pan the lasagna was in. She was back to pretending like I didn't exist. Her easy dismissal of me was grating on my nerves.

She wasn't going to ignore me.

Whether she liked it or not, Riley was going to pay attention to me.

I stepped behind her body and enclosed her between my arms so she couldn't get by without a fight.  She didn't turn around to yell at me.   She was giving the pan all her focus and disregarded me completely. 

I lowered my head to her ear. She wouldn't be able to shut me out if I nipped at that spot on her neck that made her a puddled mess. The smell of her freshly washed, citrusy hair invaded my head the closer I got to her.  I could pick her out of a room with my eyes closed; no one smelled the way she did.

"We need to talk." I breathed into her ear.

I closed my eyes and couldn't stop myself from touching her.  I rubbed up against her from behind and she didn't stop me. Instead, Riley pushed her ass back into me like the was a magnetic pull between our bodies. She couldn't lie to me and tell me she didn't want this too. Her whole body was betraying her.

I opened my eyes to watch her give in to me. Riley was shaking her head back and forth, trying to tell herself she didn't want this.

"Riley, we will talk now or I will walk out to that living room and tell..."

Riley's wet hand was covering my mouth the second my threat escaped.  She managed to turn her body around somehow and was staring up at me with a warning glare. 

"Will you just stop? There is nothing to talk about. I'm not your type, remember?  You don't need to pretend you like me out of pity." She used my words from the other day against me.

I guess I deserved the lashing for saying them in the first place.

She removed her hand from my mouth and I wiped the sudsy water away off my face.  My hair had fallen over one of my eyes, blocking my view of her.  I needed a haircut desperately.

I pushed the rogue strands back off my face and lowered my hand back down to the counter to surround the girl again. She was going to pay dearly for that move.  I lowered my mouth to the spot I knew drove her wild and she gave me a little whimper to let me know how good it felt.

I was going to make one thing clear to her right now.

"I'm not pretending anything. I need to feel you wrapped around me." I lowered my body to push my raging hard dick against her. She threw her head back and her mouth opened slightly like she was fighting back a moan.

"I'm bored," Brynn complained from behind me.

I flew back from Riley's body, waiting for the questions to come pouring out of Brynn's mouth about what she just caught us doing.  There was no way she didn't see us.

She could have been watching us for awhile and we would have never known. Riley blinded in me in so many ways and I lost the ability to think straight around her. There was never anything but her when we were touching.  Nothing else mattered but the feel of her against me. 

Seconds later, Aiden strolled into the room casually and climbed up on a barstool next to Brynn. She was leaning over the counter, showing her small tits off to the room.  I could see straight down the top and she didn't have a bra on at all. Brynn had nothing on Riley.  I hadn't even seen Riley's fully exposed breasts yet, but I knew they were perfect. Nothing about her body ever disappointed me.

"You can only watch the same movies so many times. Mark needs to branch out a bit." Aiden whined and looked over at Riley, who was trying to collect herself.

"We'll be done in a few minutes. Go back out there." I said through clenched teeth.  They were ruining this moment for me. They both needed to leave.

"We'll help." Aiden offered.

If he wanted to help out, he should walk out the door so I could get back to making my girl feel good.

"Thanks, but I'm on the last pan. Just sit back and relax. You guys can hang out in here with us if you want." Riley replied.

I shot her a scathing look. Her invitation to them was fucking irritating.

"Yeah, hang out. Kill the mood." I mumbled under my breath as I went over to the island to join the cockblockers.

I stood next to Brynn and she leaned into my body. I could see her nipples down the top of her shirt from this angle.  She winked at me and looked down to make sure I knew she knew what she was doing. 

What was the point of even getting dressed if she was just going to flash her tits to everyone?

There was a loud slam across the room and I looked up from Brynn's pointy nipples to see Riley fuming.  She was raging out on the counters with a dishrag. Every surface was in danger from her beating.  She was a maniac when she was angry. I liked how upset she was over our current situation. 

It was only turning me on and I wanted more.

"You should show Aiden those. I bet he's never seen any in real life." I nodded down to Brynn's chest. Brynn was grinning and stuck her arm out towards me.  I ran my fingertips over her arm just to drive Riley crazy. I kept staring at Riley while I kept my head close to Brynn's ear. 

Riley was furious and all over the place.

"So, Brynn, you still seeing that Blake guy?" Riley huffed.

"Oh no, we only had one date," Brynn answered, still looking up at me.  I shifted next to her and caught Riley sucking on the inside of her cheek while she watched us.

My girl threw the rag down and went to the freezer to open it. She started moving a few things to the side to look for something.  When she pulled her hand out, she had a pint of ice cream in it. She walked over to a drawer, ripped it open, and pulled out a spoon.

Riley jumped up on the counter and dipped the spoon in the top of the ice cream pint. She slowly brought a little bit to her lips. Her mouth slightly parted until the sugar hit the tip of her tongue.

"Mmmm." She whimpered out as she pushed the spoon the rest of the way in and sucked on it.

She spread her legs open wider and dipped the spoon back in the container.  She took it in her mouth again and wrapped her tongue around it while staring directly at me.

She was such a naughty little thing.  

Brynn had my hand in hers, but I couldn't even feel it.  All the blood was rushing to a different place. I was going to pass out if I didn't get relief soon.

"You enjoying yourself over there?" Aiden sputtered out.

I had forgotten he was even in the room.

"I just needed to put something sweet in my mouth." She bit her lip and played with the tip of her hair, right where her nipple would be. 

What the hell was she doing?

She was driving me insane.  Did she want me to fuck her here and now in front of a room full of people? I couldn't hold my control back much longer.

"Aiden, do you want to have a lick?"

Wait, what the fuck? 

No, not Aiden. Ezra. She should be saying my name, not his.

Riley held her spoon out to him.  He jumped up off the stool and ran over to her.  She shifted to rub her sweet little center over him as he took the spoon into his mouth.  She licked her lips and turned her eyes towards me to make sure I was still watching.

"It tastes so good." She moaned.

I was ready to grab her by the hair and pull her off the counter.  She was acting like a whore for him in front of me. She was making an absolute fool of me.

Riley was pissing me off.

Little did she know, all I would have to do was say the word and I could spend all night pounding my dick into her best friend while she watched.  Let's see how she liked realizing she wasn't the only option I had tonight. 

"What are you girls doing tonight?" I asked Brynn.

"I didn't make any plans. I figured I would hang out with Riley tonight." She gave Riley a little look. I didn't know what was going on, but she didn't seem as eager with me as she did before. 

"You should come back to our place." I turned the slow and deep, seductive voice back on to pull her back in.

"What do you think, Ry?" Brynn asked.

"You should come. We have plenty of vodka and the night's early." Aiden said, trailing his hand over Riley's leg. 

She smiled and nodded like she was excited.  Aiden grabbed her and picked her up off the counter.  He let her slide down his body and went straight for the skin on her hips. 

My hands belonged there, not his.

Riley walked out to the living room and I stayed behind in the kitchen with Brynn and Aiden to wait. 

I heard Riley back in the hallway a few minutes later and Brynn went out to talk to her. It left Aiden and I locked in a death stare, battling over the blond.

"Riley went upstairs to pack a bag." Brynn relayed the message as she walked back into the kitchen.

That gave me a new idea.  One that was planted in my head by Brynn earlier in the night.

"I gotta piss," I said, jogging past Brynn.

She gave me a suspicious look as I ran by her. She knew exactly where I was going and didn't try to stop me.

It was time to take the house tour.