Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
I couldn’t even if I tried. Pleased sounds broke from me as he pounded into me, my head starting to spin from the heat and bliss. The feeling was overwhelming, threatening to take over me like a crashing wave.
“Right there,” I breathed out as he lifted my ass more, hitting the perfect spot to make the twisted sensation in my stomach tighten even more. With him slamming against that spot over and over, there was no way that I was going to last much longer.
Bradley buried his face in the crook of my neck, sucking a mark into my skin that made me cry out in bliss.
“There we go. That’s what I want to hear,” he said in a low voice that made goosebumps raise up on my arms.
I tilted my head back, letting him litter marks on my throat and the side of my neck. When his teeth pressed into my shoulder as he slammed home, his name was ripped from my throat, filling the office. My orgasm took the air right out of my lungs, fire simmering inside of me and spreading everywhere.
Bradley finished at the same time, panting against my shoulder as he removed his teeth from my skin. He rested his firm body against mine as we collected ourselves.
“Hang on,” he told me before carefully carrying me over to the office chair to sit down. He crouched in front of me, sweat glistening on his forehead as he checked me over. “Are you okay? Wasn’t too rough, right?”
I smiled a little as his fingertips brushed over my stomach.
“Nope,” I quipped, feeling much more at ease now that we were actually talking. “Feel free to be even rougher.”
Bradley cracked an amused grin.
“Dirty girl,” he replied as he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs. “I never hated you. I was just… wary. I care about these guys, and I didn’t really know anything about you.”
“I’d like us to get to know each other. I want to be close to you like I am with them,” I told him, hoping that he felt the same way. We could get along really well if we just tried.
Bradley nodded as he held my gaze.
“I think I was just irritated because I didn’t want to be attracted to you,” he admitted. “But obviously, I’m not the only one whose eye you caught.”
A blush crossed my cheeks as I lowered my eyes for a moment. I had no idea how I caught the attention of these amazing guys, but I hoped that I didn’t lose their affection. I loved the dynamic that we all had, and I knew that it was going to be even better now that me and Bradley were trying to get along with each other.
“Well, come on. Let’s order some pizza and continue our heart to heart. Without yelling,” I told him as I took his hands and rose to my feet.
“Do we still get to end our heart to heart the same way we did before?” Bradley asked as he lifted his eyebrow at me in a suggestive manner.
I smirked, feeling heat stir in the bottom of my stomach. Honestly, that didn’t sound like a bad idea at all. That was one way to break the tension, and I wished that we had done this months ago when the tension first started. Better late than never, though.
“As long as you don’t hold back,” I replied as he pulled me close, my hands running up his strong chest.
Bradley caressed my hips, finally relaxing and letting me slip past his defenses.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
Chapter 15
Chris
A satisfied exhale broke from me as I pulled my full-face helmet off my head, slightly ruffling my dark brown hair in the back.
I looked over at my brothers as they climbed off their bikes after our late afternoon ride. There was nothing like taking a joyride with the sun at our backs, letting the wind hit us as we went faster and faster.
Life could be such a thrill.
“Nice route choice,” Claude told me as he tossed his arm around my shoulders, giving me a light shake.
“There’s just something about back roads,” Cameron chuckled as we all piled into a quiet clubhouse.
I grinned as I followed them. I would’ve been lying if I said any sort of praise or approval from any of the guys in the club, including my own brothers, didn’t raise my spirits.
Technically, I was the youngest triplet, so I looked up to my brothers. I looked up to the guys who had become my family as well and stepped into a paternal role for me.
Because I burned the bridge between me and my abusive dad the day I nearly beat him to death.
I brushed my fingers through my hair, smoothing down the strands as all of us headed to Aisling’s room to go check on her.