I Could Never Read Online Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 88317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
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I pushed my ass against him. Then I heard his zipper, and the next thing I knew he’d entered me in one hard thrust that felt like pure nirvana.

He groaned. “Fuck...you’re so wet already.”

His name rolled off my tongue in a gasp. “Josh...”

“Don’t say my name. You’ll make me come.”

I spread my legs as I leaned my hands against the washing machine.

“That’s it, open wider for me, baby.”

Josh thrust harder, pumping in and out of me so fast that I could hear the slick sound of my arousal. There was something so hot about being screwed by someone you used to hate. It only added fuel to the fire.

“Josh...”

“What did I say about saying my name?”

“Josh...” I teased again.

He fucked me harder, gripping my hair and pulling it. I decided to do that thing that made him crazy. I tightened my muscles then let go.

Josh’s breath hitched. “You must want me to lose it right now.”

Panting, I breathed, “I do.”

“I can’t wait to fill you with my cum again.”

That totally undid me. My climax rising to the surface, I slowed the movement of my hips and lowered my hand to my clit to finish myself off. Josh pounded into me harder as he let his own release go, the warm feeling of his cum making the last of my release even sweeter.

That was the fastest anyone had ever brought me to orgasm. It was supposed to be laundry room sex—rough, quick, and nothing more. But as his warmth filled me this time, my heart felt ready to burst. I was going to get my heart broken—by the last man on Earth I’d ever imagined would end up with that power.

As he moved in and out of me, Josh spoke into the crook of my neck. “That was amazing, beautiful.”

When he pulled out, I turned to face him. His eyes were still hooded, drunk with lingering desire. The weight on my chest became too much to bear—especially with the news we’d received this morning. I had to tell him.

I wrapped my hands around his face and blurted, “I haven’t been honest with you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“My feelings are stronger than I’ve let on.” I placed his hand on my heart so he could feel how it beat for him. “I don’t feel dead inside anymore, Josh. You did that. But I think it’s a good idea if we really do stop now. I’m starting to feel too much. Soon we’re not gonna be together, and it’s better if we stop before we do more damage.”

He shut his eyes. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.” He moved closer, resting his forehead against mine. “I’m so fucking weak.”

“You’re not the only one,” I said. I could feel his cum dripping down my thigh.

I already wanted him again, mere seconds after I’d told him we needed to stop. The problem, though? Not only did I want him inside of me, I wanted him in my bed tonight—holding me. I was starting to want everything with Josh—things he likely wasn’t willing to give me. That was precisely why we needed a step back.

CHAPTER 25

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JOSH

THE FOLLOWING MORNING, I met my brother Michael for breakfast. My plan was to continue denying that anything sexual had happened between Carly and me. Unfortunately, my brother could always see through me.

“Carly and Scottie are coming with me to your house on Christmas,” I told him. “Hope that’s okay...”

“Are you kidding?” he said with a mouth full of pancake. “The more the merrier. I’ll let Vanessa know. She’ll be excited.”

“Yeah, and can you have Vanessa add Carly and Scottie to the Secret Santa assignments?”

“You know it. She’ll be thrilled.”

“Thanks.” I grabbed a packet of sugar and emptied it into my cup, flicking it repeatedly.

“So…what happened the other night, after Carly got home from her date?” he asked. “You never told me, nor did you respond to my text.”

I didn’t say anything as I stirred my coffee, but he apparently saw something on my face. Or maybe it was the fact that I wouldn’t look up at him.

“You slept with her, didn’t you…”

Shit. There was no point in denying it. Tapping my spoon against the mug, I finally met his eyes. “It just...happened. I was fucking jealous. And you were right. She was texting me from there. But whatever happened with us that night, it’s over.”

“Wait, so you actually slept with her that night after she got back?”

I nodded, muttering, “The first time, at least…”

“And wait…” he said. “What do you mean by it’s over? Didn’t it just start? That was only two nights ago.”

“We decided—” I stopped myself. “Well, actually she decided most recently that we have to stop. And she’s right. We won’t be here in Woodsboro much longer.”

“What do you mean?”

“That’s one of the things I wanted to tell you.” I forced a smile. “Scottie got into a home.”


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