Page 30 of He Is Ours (Lovers in Crossfire #2)

Chapter thirty

Alex

I

feel

like

the

whole parking lot can hear my girls, loud and clear; if the noises are any confirmation, they are having the time of their lives, and I'm not going to tell them to stop.

This shit is the hottest sex I have ever seen.

I stand back and watch them from afar as Oliver goes back to Olivia's car and waits.

My dick is painfully hard in my jeans right now, but I refuse to interfere with their moment.

Oliver and I were having a conversation about how to proceed next, but I kept getting distracted by the sounds of Olivia's moan and wet pussy.

I could also hear Rachel telling Olivia exactly what to do.

One of the sexiest things about these girls is that they aren't just submissive and not just dominant; they switch it up, and fuck does it keep things interesting.

I walk up to the girls once I see Rachel wipe her face and lick her fingers clean. " You girls have a good time?" I smile at them.

Olivia looks up at me with a smirk on her face, no shame at all. Rachel's face turns an adorable shade of red from embarrassment. I don't know what she is embarrassed about; I enjoyed every minute of the show. Watching Rachel finally take that step was honestly an honor.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Olivia spouts off as she gets out of the back of the 4Runner, still naked from the waist down, and her tits are still hanging out of her bra. She smacks Rachel's ass as she bends down to grab her dress off the ground.

"I don't need you to tell me. The noises you were making were all the proof I need." I wink at her and walk over to her car, where Oliver is sitting, playing with his phone.

I knock on the window to get his attention, and he rolls it down and looks behind me. I see the girls now fully dressed walking up to us.

"Y'all done fucking long enough to get rid of the Starr brothers?" He says jokingly.

"Ehhh, probably not.” Olivia says with a shit eating grin on her face as Rachel shoves her, giving her a look that says 'stop it. ' “But long enough to make a plan.”

"Fair enough, as long as I don't see my sister getting railed, I am good." Oliver opens the door and starts walking back to the front of the 4Runner, where we were originally standing.

"Alright, since the Starr brothers are working for the Italians, as far as we know, I will have to possibly reach out to some contacts I have to make it possible to get them all out of there.

If we don't, we will have to take them out one by one, and that will be an invitation for retaliation.

I don't know about you guys, but I would rather get this done sooner rather than later.

" Oliver has his phone out and is pulling up a blueprint of the casino. How he got it, I don’t know.

"This is a small picture, but I have the blueprint of the casino. I think the best shot we will have is to meet up with the Italians." Oliver keeps talking, and my eyebrows shoot up. This is starting to sound like a really bad plan. I am not putting either of these girls at risk.

"Before you jump to conclusions, no one will get hurt if I have anything to do with it.

I know Alessio, and I will talk to him about meeting to discuss "business" and see what other information I can get from him.

I will then bring up Rachel, which should pique his interest if he is working closely with the Starr brothers.

" Oliver looks at his phone, closing out the blueprint and pulling up a contact.

I can't read the name, but I’m assuming it's this Alessio dude.

"Are you sure about this, Oliver? Do you think he will give you the information that you want? Do you think he will be willing to help us?" Olivia's nerves are transparent just by the way she talks. Her voice is shaky; she hesitates. She is not as confident in her words as she usually is.

"Sis, I will be fine. This is not my first time being around Alessio. I..." He shakes his head before saying anything else.

"But you don't have Dad with you this time. What backup are you going to take? Especially since you two dick heads won't let me go." I raise my eyebrow and cross my arms as I look at Olivia.

"Dickheads? Really? Because we don't want anything to happen to you or the baby, we are dickheads?" I am trying to keep myself calm and neutral. I know this is her brother, and I know that she is pissed she can't help because of the pregnancy, but seriously? Calling me a dickhead?

"Yes! Y'all are being fucking dickheads!

Why can't I do anything productive? I am not going to put myself or our baby at risk willingly.

" She starts to do that little thing where she puffs out her chest to make her seem bigger, and honestly, it takes everything in me not to laugh at her.

.. She is a whole ass foot shorter than me.

There isn't anything she can do to be bigger than me.

"Okay, okay. First off, little firecracker, can we quit calling people dickheads?" Rachel holds up her pointer finger for one.

"Second, can we please figure out who is going with Oliver and what all is going to be asked, so we have a solid game plan, because right now, this plan sounds like it's going to blow up in our faces, if I am being honest. And I will go in knives flying before I let this shit blow up in our face."

Olivier steps around the hood of the 4Runner and gets beside Olivia and me. "She is right; we need to make a foolproof plan. I may know Alessio, but it's been years since I've seen him. And... never mind." He shakes his head again and drops his eyes to the ground.

What the fuck was that about? Does Oliver have a secret we're not aware of? I am too nosey for this shit... I am about to find this out.