Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
“Yes… yes… yes…” he groaned into the side of my face. I didn’t have to see him to know that he was just as turned on as I was, maybe more if that were possible.
I couldn’t take it anymore and I screamed out, and that’s the exact moment he removed his fingers. My pussy squirted come across the bed. And it didn’t stop, he shoved his fingers back in and fucked my g-spot while his other hand manipulated my clit.
My body shook and I couldn’t stop coming. It was one right after the other; hitting me with rapid speed. I had no time to stop and collect myself, nor did he want me to. I couldn’t control the emotions from the passion he was igniting and producing, and for the first time, I yelled out, “I love you,” over and over again, repeating it as if it were the easiest words in the world. They flowed out of me with no cause of concern for the repercussion.
Nothing but I love you.
And a huge part of me knew…
That’s what he wanted all along.
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“Oh my God, Mom, I am not dating her; she’s not my girlfriend. Can you please stop!”
She rolled her eyes. “Devon, she lived with you.”
“For a few months.”
“And she works for you.”
“Yes for about a year and a half now.”
“So…”
“So… what?”
“That makes her something and I really love her, Devon, and so do your sisters.”
“Why are we talking about this again? Ysabelle and I are just friends. That’s it. I love her, but not in that way.”
“Ugh! You’re so frustrating. When am I going to be a grandmother?”
“Well you already are; you have Deahna and Lauren is engaged and Alexis isn’t that far behind, so I’m sure you have lots of babies coming soon. Now can you please get off my ass?”
“Uncky Dev.” Deahna came barreling through the garage door, right into my arms.
“Hey, little munchkin,” I said, kissing all over her face and making her giggle.
“Not munchkin, big girl,” she replied through a fit of laughter.
“Yes… yes… I know, such a big girl.”
“Oh Lord, she is driving me insane,” Liv said, running in after her. “Do you want to keep her for a few days? I’m serious. I have finals that I still haven’t cracked a book open for and John is working overtime.”
“I would love to keep her.”
She smiled. “Are you sure? Ysabelle won’t mind? Every time she is around her, she gets all antsy and nervous. She has yet to hold her and kinda avoids her like the plague.”
I laughed. “She just doesn’t understand kids, she’s fine. And why does everyone think that Ysabelle is my girlfriend?” I questioned, annoyed, placing Deahna on the ground.
“Well you’re always together… so…”
“Momma, I like Bell,” Deahna babbled.
“I know, baby; Beauty and the Beast is your favorite.”
She happily nodded.
“For the hundredth time, she is not my girlfriend; we’re friends.”
“Whatever,” they said in unison, not believing me.
“Well I like her and she seems good for you,” Liv added.
“Will you please stop?”
“I can’t hear this anymore; I’m going to shower. You talk some sense into your stubborn brother,” Mom chimed in, walking away and Deahna following closely behind.
Lauren and Alexis walked in together and I had a feeling this was about to get worse.
“Hey, big brother,” Lauren greeted, kissing me on the cheek and then Alexis pulled me into a tight hug.
“Why do you guys look like something bad happened?” Alexis asked, smiling.
“Because, our dear older brother is yet to settle down. Tell him how much you guys like Ysabelle and maybe it will help.”
Their eyes widened. “YES!” They both screamed together.
“So what? This is gang up on Devon day?”
Lauren cocked her head to the side. “No, not at all; it’s just that we want to see you happy, Devon. You can’t enjoy not coming home to someone. All you do is work and that’s not healthy.”
“Please don’t psychoanalyze me. Not right now.”
They sighed.
“Dev, we lived through it, too,” Liv announced, catching me off guard.
“What?” I retorted.
“I mean, I obviously don’t remember as much as you guys do, but I remember enough. Dad… Dad was… he was… I mean, you know,” she mumbled, not able to say the words.
“We never talk about it, ever,” Alexis confided.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” I declared.
“Are you serious? Come on, Devon, we lived with you; we’ve all spent nights at your apartment, several times. We know the nightmares, and we’ve seen the medication you were on. You got the brunt of it more than any of us, other than Mom,” Lauren proclaimed, letting her words sink. “I remember everything. I hated him, I hate him, just as much as you do, and even though he never put his hands on us girls, it didn’t matter because we felt every strike and scream. So please… we get it, okay… but you can’t keep hiding and not letting anyone in. We all want to see you happy. You’re almost thirty-one years old. We don’t want to see you die alone. You have done everything for us and none of us can ever even come close to repaying you. You stepped into being a father for us, Dev. One we never had. I know you’re my brother, but sometimes I see you as my dad; we all do.”