Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
“You definitely were. But I won’t hold it against you…fuck,” he bit out as I wrapped my hand around both of our cocks and stroked them.
We fell silent after that, nothing but the soft whisk of the sheets moving and our breaths as they grew harsher until we were both panting and painting my stomach with cum.
15
CULLEN
I loved having my sister in Denver with me, but did it make me an asshole that I’d also wished for more one-on-one time with Houston? I’d expected her to make a comment when I came out of Houston’s room the first morning she was there, but she just cocked a brow and asked, “Where’s the coffee? You’re trying to kill me,” which was about as Charity as you could get.
I hadn’t asked her or Houston what she’d said to him, but considering she wasn’t giving him the cold shoulder or telling him how much he sucked, I figured she got it all out and they had come to some kind of middle ground. It might have to do with me, but my ass was staying out of it.
We’d been showing her around Denver the past few days. We also didn’t spend too much time discussing that Houston would accompany us. It was just like…so, we’re going to do this today, be ready in an hour, and he would be. We all just pretended it was normal, that Houston and I didn’t have a past. That we were really together without an expiration date of the end of the season and Houston wasn’t moving this summer.
Ignoring things was awesome and how I liked to roll.
She had three more days here, and we were heading to Garrett and Ramsey’s for dinner tonight. Garrett was in this weird phase where he said he wanted to pretend to be a grown-up and grown-ups had dinner parties and shit. Those were his exact words. I knew it for what it was, though. He loved the chance to be around Houston and me, hoping to find any way to talk shit that he could.
“You almost ready?” I asked Houston, flopping down on his bed. He took longer to get ready than anyone I knew.
“Oh, wait. You thought I was going with you? Nah, I have other plans.”
“First of all, he’s your brother, asshole, not mine. Second, I don’t care if I have to tie you up and kidnap you, you’re going.” We were in this shit together.
“You know he just wants to meet your sister, right?” Houston asked.
“Yes.”
“And you know it’s because he thinks there’s something more going on than there is?”
“Double yes. I keep telling him that you’re in love with me, but I don’t feel the same. I know Garrett wants me as part of the family, but I can’t make myself feel something I don’t.”
He rolled his eyes before tugging on a hoodie and walking over to me. I sat up, and Houston stood between my legs. I couldn’t stop myself from touching him, so I held his waist and looked up at him. “I know I’m hot, but you really need to stop looking at me like you’re gonna jump on me at any second and start riding my cock,” I said when he just watched me without speaking.
“Wouldn’t that be you?” he asked.
“I’m not a total power bottom with you. I top, too. I’ve been so busy jonesing for your dick that I haven’t gotten a chance at your ass since you tricked me into this fake relationship.”
Houston laughed. “This is all my fault, is it?”
“Yes, it is.”
He bent over, and just before he was about to kiss me, I heard, “Are you guys read—ew, gross. Don’t kiss him in front of me. When we get to Garrett’s, I’m not letting the two of you sneak away for a quickie like you so often do.”
“Sisters suck,” I said loud enough for her to hear me before peeking around Houston to eye her. “He wouldn’t have been kissing me in front of you if you weren’t a stalker.”
“Just doing my job as the better sibling,” Charity replied.
I pressed my forehead to Houston’s stomach. “I hate her. Make her go away.”
I was surprised when he ran his hand through my hair, which was loose around my head. “No, you don’t. You love having her here just like you used to in college.”
Ugh. He was right. It sucked having someone who knew me so well.
“So…how long are you in town for?” I heard in Tucker’s deep and, yeah, sex-voice while he spoke to Charity.
“Dude, stop talking to my sister that way,” I replied.
“What way?”
“In that voice. The I wanna get in your pants one.”
He chuckled. “It’s the only voice I have, man.”
“Well, stop it.”
Everyone around the table laughed. We were playing poker at Garrett and Ramsey’s after dinner. There’d been a whole lot of cocktails going around. My sister was kicking all our asses, and Tucker was flirting with her.