Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I swayed my hips to match his skilled movements as he curved his fingers inside of me, angling them directly toward my g-spot. He released a growl from deep within his chest, vibrating against my core while working me over with his fingers. I could only imagine what his cock felt like, but I didn’t have to for very long.
It was rock hard against my ass.
Caleb fucked me faster with his fingers, determined to set me over the edge. I rode his hand harder and harder. I wanted to hear him say my name, but I didn’t want to push his limits. I was aware he was breaking every rule he’d set and followed for the last year when it came to me and his role in my life. I focused on what I could control in this moment because I knew he’d lost his.
My head spun.
My body quivered.
My pussy pulsated.
I gasped, sucking in air, climaxing so hard…
I saw galaxies.
Caleb
I woke up with a hell of a hangover and with Evie in my arms.
“Shit,” I breathed out.
The memories of last night instantly side swiped me like a fucking freight train with no end in sight. I drank my weight in whiskey at the bar, pissed as shit for kissing her. Only to come back to the suite and finger fuck her in my bed. I didn’t count on the fact that she would be waiting for me, and now I was in way over my head.
I scooted her off my chest, careful not to wake her in hopes of trying to figure out what the hell I was thinking. Which was the problem to begin with—there was no thought on my part.
Not for one second.
Throwing on some pants and a shirt, I made my way into the kitchen for coffee. Time seemed to fly by. I blinked and was standing out on the balcony, lost in my thoughts.
In my own fucking world.
All of a sudden, Evie snuck up behind me and wrapped her arms around my torso.
My body locked up, stiffening from her embrace. Without any hesitation, I grabbed ahold of her wrists and shoved them away, then walked back into the penthouse. I didn’t say a word to her. It wouldn’t matter, she was going to get the harsh truth out of my mouth whether I wanted her to or not. All I did was buy a few extra seconds of my inner turmoil eating away at me. Feeling like the piece of shit I was until she followed me inside.
In one breath, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
I froze in the living room, needing a moment of clarity before I turned around to face her. My eyes immediately roamed her body. Her hair was damp, fresh from a shower. She was wearing my white button-down shirt that looked more like a dress on her.
It was the cruel wakeup call I needed to jump back into the protective role I was given.
Cocking my head to the side, I bit, “Did I say you could wear my shirt?”
Her eyes widened, taking in my cold, distant demeanor. Her smile fell from her lips, staring at me with confusion.
“You shouldn’t be wearing my shirt. You don’t belong to me, Evie.”
“So what was last night?”
I didn’t waver in speaking the reality of our future. “A mistake that won’t happen again.”
She jerked back from the impact of my words, shaking her head in disbelief.
“Evie, nothing has changed between us.”
“Everything has.”
“You’re still Jax’s little sister.”
“I was still his little sister last night, Caleb. You know, when you had your tongue down my throat and then your fingers in my pus—”
I snapped, “That’s enough.”
“No! It’s not nearly enough! You’re giving me whiplash! How can you say this to me after last night?”
“This conversation is over. Now go get dressed before your brother gets here and sees you in my clothes.”
“It won’t be the first time he’s seen me in your stuff.”
“You’re acting like a child.”
“And you’re acting like an asshole! You know what? I don’t have to stand here and take this.” She shoved past me. “I’m taking the first flight home.”
I grabbed her arm and spun her to look at me. “You’re not going anywhere.”
She tried to yank her arm out of my grasp, but it only made me hold onto her tighter.
“You think you can just use me and then throw me away like I’m nothing?”
“Your brother is on his way over here. What would you like me to say to you?”
“How about admitting you wanted to kiss and touch me? That you’ve wanted to for the last year! That every time you’ve shown up in my life it’s been because you wanted to, and you didn’t do it for my brother. How about you start by admitting the truth for once? Instead of the stupid lies you keep telling yourself about me!”