When Mrs. Infamous Chose The Masochist...(BOOK 5)

Chapter 32

(SMUT WARNING FOR THIS CHAPTER! 🔞🔞🔞)

Carina's POV

It started out as a normal day in the middle of February and a few days away from Valentine's Day, as Remington had his brothers over at our house here in L.A. to discuss plans for their next album as well as their upcoming tour. They were busy in the music room while I hung out in our bedroom, working on my own music and practicing for my live performance to happen sometime this year. Slowly but surely, I was making progress in working up the courage to perform in front of an audience and I worked hard in trying to make sure I wouldn't fail and lose my composure. While I was in the middle of practicing, I began hearing the boys' voices being raised and soon enough, they began to shout at each other. Concerned, I stopped what I was doing as I walked out of the bedroom and toward the music room downstairs to see what was happening.

I could feel the tension in the atmosphere in my eyes as the brothers were arguing back and forth about what should be done and what would be better. "You guys don't handle the business side of the band, so you don't get to say my plan isn't well thought-out", Sebastian explained with anger and irritation in his tone, "I know what I'm doing because I take care of everything!" Remington looked like he was about to break something when he argued back, "Stop making it sound like we don't do shit in this band. We contribute just as much and you know it, asshole! I'm so tired of your shit when you act like this!" Emerson just stayed silent in disapproval of it all, and I prayed that the situation would diffuse soon. But then, Seb went ahead to declare, "Well, at least I don't waste my time by posing all shirtless and flashy whenever people are looking at you!" Just as Remington was about to run and punch Sebastian for what he said, I stormed in the room and shouted , "STOP IT! ALL OF YOU!"

All three brothers turned their heads to my direction, and I was almost embarrassed about butting in. But I got over it quickly before stepping closer and declaring, "What has gotten into you guys? Are you so stressed out about everything that you're beginning to say hurtful things toward each other that you don't mean?" Rem and Seb's expressions softened a bit as I stepped a little closer between then and spoke softly to all of them, "Come on, you guys. You're better than that. I'm sure you're all handling a lot as a rising rock n' roll band, but don't forget that you're still brothers and while a band may end, your bond as family and best friends never do. I know it's none of my business since I haven't been around that much, but I just can't stand to see you all being so cruel to each other."

I looked down at the ground then and was about to leave the room when I felt Remington take my wrist and pull me back close to him. He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug and I hugged him back before he pulled away to face his older brother. "Look, Seb, I'm sorry about not taking your ideas seriously. I just want us to give our shows the absolute best." I turned to Sebastian who was scratching the back of his neck and replied with guilt in his tone, "It's fine, Rem. I didn't mean all I said about you. You and I both know you're an excellent front man and you and Emerson contribute a great deal to the band. Always." His two younger brothers nodded in approval and then they all join in a big group hug to make things up between them. I was about to leave things between them when Seb pulled me back in to join in the hug and declare, "You've been a part of our family for so long, Carina. Don't ever count yourself out again." Those words almost brought a tear to my eye as I hugged back and smiled so big.

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Sebastian and Emerson left a while after that small fight that I helped resolve, and then it was just me and Remington again. It was almost time for us to go to bed soon, so I went inside the bathroom to freshen up first before Rem did. While he was in there, I decided to do something a little different tonight and as soon as he emerged from the bathroom, I watched as his expression changed from shocked to intrigued as he found me lying back in bed with a sexy red slip over my underwear and a cover-up. He walked over to me tauntingly slow and then climbed on top of me before asking in a lust-filled tone, "My precious little angel, Valentine's Day isn't until later this week. What's all this?" I batted my eyes at him before answering with, "You seemed really tense after today's events, so I wanted to volunteer as something you could release your stress through..." Though he was already caressing my sides with his hands, he looked at me in surprise and tried to rationalize, "Ma chérie, as much as I love you, I don't want to use you as a means to channel my anger and stress. You're much too good for that."

I was internally touched by his words and adored that he cherished me enough to not consider me that way, but I still want to make him feel better, so I traced my fingers over the tattoos on his chest and stomach as I teased him in a seductive tone, "I appreciate that, Rem. But I still feel this strong urge to bring you nothing but pleasure and melt away any troubles you're feeling." He bit his lip taking in my figure and declared rather huskily, "Fuck me, you're just so fucking perfect. Very well, my sweet angel. If you insist..." I felt my heart stop for a second as he crashed his lips on mine as held me so close to him in his arms. We then helped each other to remove all of our clothes before he positioned himself between my legs. I only had a moment to take a deep breath before he pushed himself inside of me and I felt my breath being taken away as he held me in place and continued to go in and out of me without stopping.

Fuck, he was so hot, I never wanted moments like these to end as he let himself get lost in my love while holding my hands down on the bed. He leaned down to leave kisses on my lips and marks on my neck as I let out moans every time he filled me all the way to the hilt. "Fuck, you feel like heaven, my love", he whispered hoarsly in-between his actions, "I always consider myself lucky to be the man who gets to have you and love you like no other ever could." God, his words only brought me closer to my peak as my moans grew louder and I released a moment later after he was done. Though we both reached our limit, he laid there on top of me while still inside of me and just breathed slowly. Though he always takes my breath away with his lovemaking, I felt satisfaction in knowing I could leave him like this. He finally pulled out of me a minute later and lied on his side across from me on the bed before pulling me in for a lingering, passionate kiss that left butterflies in my stomach. When he pulled away, he whispered "I love you so much" in a sweet voice, and I reciprocated before we bid each other good night and fell asleep.