Entangled In You Read online Jordan Silver (Sibling Rivalry #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Sibling Rivalry Series by Jordan Silver
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Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
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But the truth is, I’d missed a few steps while I was planning. Like the fact that I didn’t really know her as anything more than the step sibling I saw on rare occasions over the years.

I was just going on my own belief that she was in love with me after all, but what if I was wrong. It was a sobering thought.

So even though I haven’t shared much of myself with her so far, I’ve gotten her to talk more and more as the days go by. She talks when she’s sleepy, or after I’ve fucked her into oblivion.

I doubt she’s even noticed that I’ve been working her, watching her every move for the past six days. We’ve hardly been apart since day one, something else that I’d planned. I want her to not remember what it was like without me near.

So when I’m not inside her, I’m close by, only leaving her side for short intervals at a time.

And when she’d grown tired of asking me why she was here, and seemed to have settled in, we found a new rhythm.

She knew she wasn’t in any real physical danger but she sensed the underlying threat all the same, because I kept that shit on simmer. I’d drop little hints here and there just to fuck with her, but I was long over my mad.

She may be a cock teasing little shit, but she was innocent as shit. In the last six days the more I got to know her, the more I got to know just how innocent. And instead of turning me off, that shit just made me want her more.

I like her mind, and that she’s easy to be around. I always knew she was kind and understanding, which for me is a must. I hate evil ass women, men too.

Add the fact that she’s the best lover I’ve ever had hands down, and I know that there’s no way I’m ever going to get enough of her.

I grow more sure of my decision to keep her as the days go by. Even though I’d sort of made up my mind, that shit could’ve still gone either way.

Maybe it’s because I was already in the market for permanent pussy, I don’t know. Or maybe it’s because her tight little pussy was the best I’d ever had and I somehow know I’ll never find another one like it.

Whatever the case I’d decided by day three that since everything about her in and out of bed seemed tailor made for me, I was going to go ahead with my plans to make her mine forever.

I’d already decided how to deal with the one hiccup in my way, our parents; that’s why I stay fucking her hard.

Morning, evening, noon and night. I’m not sure if she’s too green to know what I’m doing to her, or if she’s just caught off guard. And she may not agree with the course I’m about to set her life on, but that shit can’t be helped.

If she gives me any shit I’ll just remind her that she’s the one who started it, and that I’d warned her ass more than once to stop the shit. Besides, I can’t think of an easier way to make our new relationship acceptable to the rest of our little family.

When a man finds what he’s looking for he doesn’t let anything stand in his way of attaining and keeping that shit. Not to mention if not me, then who? The thought of someone else even holding her hand at this point makes me want to hurt a motherfucker, no fucking way.

That shit is mine. I didn’t bust her open for someone else to enjoy. And what’s more, she’s the first woman I met who can fuck her ass off.

She’s not one of those, just lay there and take it types. Her pussy actually fights back. You don’t find that shit everyday. That’s that hot Italian blood.

Some pussy likes to play prim and proper in bed, I’m not down with that shit. I like noise and direction with my fucks. The louder the better, and if she’s a talker that shit’s even sweeter.

This one hasn’t graduated to telling me what she wants yet when I slip my dick inside her, but I don’t expect that shit to last too long. Not with her natural penchant for giving me shit.

Lara

Freaking hell, is this real? Is this happening? How is this happening? I’m so confused I don’t know whether to be happy, scared, or mad. Right now I’m a combination of all the above.

I have no idea how long I’ve been here, or even why I’m here. Okay maybe I have some idea why by now, days later. How could I miss it? But I still don’t know ‘why’. He hasn’t told me any of the times I’ve asked and I stopped asking a little while ago.


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