Page 34 of Revived (Lucky Ones #1)

Chapter twenty-four

Sullivan Byrne

W e stayed in that office until I wrangled three more orgasms from her perfect body.

I was on my best behavior all night, and she spent hours teasing me until I broke.

By the time I was done with that pretty pussy of hers, I had to help her get dressed, and then carry her out of the building, where we went home and I stole a few more from her.

What can I say? I’m a man who likes to make sure the love of my life is being fucked properly. I don’t see anything wrong with that.

That was a few days ago, though. Now, while Elle is teaching her baby gymnasts (her words, not mine.) I’m congregating with the guys in my living room while we try to figure out the plan for Easter.

“I don’t want to go back to Jersey.” Flynn chirps, surprising none. If it were up to him, he’d never step foot in that damn state again.

“For once, I actually agree with him.” Xavier smirks while throwing a stress ball at Flynn's head. I intercept it easily and glare at X, “Not his head. We’re too close to the playoffs for that shit.”

Flynn’s only a dozen or so games away from the playoffs starting, and the last thing he needs is for his damn head to get knocked off his shoulders .

“Agreed. I’d rather not see my parents either. My siblings and I are all across the country, and none of them are coming home either. Why don’t we just do something here?” Knox adds.

I smile thinking about his siblings. Knox is the second oldest of four, and I get along great with all of his siblings.

His older brother, Cole, is an engineer in San Francisco.

His younger sisters, Blair and Iris, graduated college not too long ago and live in Denver.

Blair works for a prestigious tech company, while Iris is an author.

I don’t know what type of books she writes, but I have been told by Knox that under no circumstances am I allowed to buy or read one.

Too bad he can’t tell me what to do, so every time she releases a new book, I buy it for Elle. She devours them.

“Okay, Dom. What are you thinking?”

“Probably the same as you. My Pops will end me if he doesn’t get to see me and Zoe this year. You guys know she won’t come home without me. Not with fucking Trent still hanging around.”

Dom’s little sister is still in college.

When we were in college and she was in high school, she decided to date this asshole who worked for her dad.

Trent’s a fucking waste of space who made her question her self worth and if she was loved for far too long.

Their Pops runs one of the biggest gangs in the country.

He works closely with my brothers for some stuff, but only when he needs something from the mafia.

Aside from that, we live completely separate lives.

“What if we did something here?” I throw the idea out like it doesn’t instantly make my skin crawl.

“No!” Everyone shouts in unison.

“Okay. It was just an idea. We don’t know what Elle’s going to want to do either.”

“Yeah, we do. She wants to be where we are. Just like every other time.” Knox reminds me.

“She loves her Papa and all, but we all know we’re her family and this is her home.

I say we do something here with just us.

Let’s go to The Den the night before and cookout the next day.

It can be chill. We can call our families, and that’ll be the end of it. I have a game the next day anyway.

We all settle on Knox’s idea. Especially when we realize that Flynn also has a game the next day and Elle’s competition is only two weeks away from then. With that settled, we turn on the Jersey Horns game and settle in to watch.

We’re on the edge of our seats while we watch the top of the eighth inning.

The pitcher for the horns is so close to pitching a no hitter, which is a rare occurrence.

The Horns and the Reapers are rivals, so every pitch pisses Knox off just a little more.

I’m so engrossed in the game that I don’t even notice when the door opens or three giggling girls make their way into the living room.

I don’t think that any of the guys notice until Elle plops down in my lap and wraps her arms around my neck.

What game? There was a game on?

With the game long forgotten, I press my lips to hers and coax her lips until she opens up for me.

My tongue strokes hers as a deep groan rumbles up from my chest. I grip her hip tightly, but before I can move her so she’s straddling me, a pillow hits me on the side of my head.

I pull away from her and glare at Dom. I know damn well that’s where the pillow came from by the way he smirks in triumph.

“Asshole.” I grumble.

“Stop groping my pseudo sister in front of me, dick.” He smarts back before turning his attention back to the game.

“Hey, baby girl. How was training today?” I ask while nipping and peppering her neck with kisses. Dammit, I missed her .

“Mmm– good. The girls and I are going to go to my house and have a girls night. I just wanted to come over and see you for a few minutes before we settle in at home.”

I pull my head back and glare at her, “This is your home. Why don’t you guys just stay here?” My hand flexes around her hip.

I hate her being over at her house ever since that night her stalker scared the fuck out of her. I’d prefer she just move all of her stuff over here. She refuses, because in her words ‘ What am I going to do? Sell my house so some random lives on the lucky strip? Absolutely not.’

“Right, but I also have my own house. It’s right over there, actually.” She points in the general direction of her house.

“Don’t be a brat, Elena.” I smirk and tickle her side playfully.

A fake gag comes from around the room. “Get a fucking room or something. You guys are disgusting.” Xavier’s lip curls in genuine revulsion. He’s the closest thing to an actual brother that Elle has. He isn’t being funny… He’s really going to hurl if I don’t stop groping her in front of him.

“I’ll tell you what, Sul.” Elle smirks before bringing her lips to my ear and whispering, “I’ll text you when I come to bed, and you can sneak over.

I’ll let you do that thing you’ve been wanting to do and everything.

” She discreetly presses her ass into my groin, and I have to fight to remain silent.

“Deal.” I smirk and press a quick kiss to her lips.

I’m not ready to let go of her just yet, though.

I get comfortable and keep her hostage in my hold but turn my attention to the girls who are both sitting in my recliner that’s otherwise vacant.

Nodding in acknowledgment, I smile. “Ladies. How was the gym?”

“Good. A long day, though. Thanks for asking, Sul.” Kenzie smiles.

If I had to pick my favorite of Elle’s friends aside from us, Kenz is it.

She’s a really sweet girl and has been such a good friend to Elena over the years.

Elle keeps us separate from all of her other friends for the most part, but Kenz knows who we all are.

How can she not when we’ve been to all of her meets our entire lives?

She doesn’t know us, but I know her the best out of everyone.

That just comes with popping up at practices more frequently than not.

“Yeah, of course. What about you, Addy?”

Addison, on the other hand, is okay. I mean, she seems cool too, don’t get me wrong.

There’s just something about her that causes me to pause.

She’s definitely quieter around me, and sometimes I catch her staring at me.

Nothing insane, but enough for me to watch her a little closer.

Especially when I notice her making eyes at the other guys, who are not paying her a bit of attention, too enthralled in the game.

“It was great. You guys should come watch us practice sometime. I’ve just gotten my new floor routine down.” She looks over at Dom and flutters her eyelashes, which makes me have to fight hard not to laugh.

Elle hops off my lap while I’m momentarily distracted by her friend making eyes at Dom. “Okay, Monster. We’re going to have girls night. I’ll see you later.” She leans down and presses a quick, chaste kiss to my lips, then jumps back before I can grab her.

“Text me if you need anything. I love you, baby girl.”

“I love you too.” She smiles before the girls disappear in the same flurry of chatter and giggles that they rolled in with.

No sooner than the door is shut does Flynn pipe up, “Does that blonde chick creep anyone else out? Or is it just me?”

The room erupts in laughter. “No, she definitely stares. I think she’s got a thing for some of us.” Xavier says.

“We’re all in agreement that her, and Kenz are off limits though, right? Elle hasn’t brought girl friends around us in forever. Let’s not fuck it up.” Knox tells us while his eyes stay locked on the game .

Knox wouldn’t look twice at Elle’s friends anyway. He’s weird about eating too close to where he sleeps. There’s more to it than that, but that’s for him to talk about whenever he’s ready.

Everyone voices their agreement while we get comfortable and finish watching the game. The Horns win, and Knox is seething over Mateo Royal’s first no hitter, but the rest of us are just glad to have watched a good game.

We don’t get to hang out like this often, especially because no one is in the offseason at the same time.

When we do get together, it’s never taken for granted.

By the time everyone retires for the night, we’ve eaten dinner together and spent hours bullshitting and talking about any and everything.

I’m walking back to my room when my phone pings with an incoming text.

Baby girl: Are you still coming over tonight?

Sully: Am I still invited?

Baby girl: Well, seeing as I’m in bed, naked, and playing with my pussy already, I’d say yes.

Sully: Don’t you dare come before I get there.

Baby girl: Yes, sir.