Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
I cupped her face, tilting her head back. “You never will be. You hear me? I won’t let that happen.”
“Do you think your dad said the same thing to my mom?”
“Forget about them. We’re not them, Sian. There’s no Alexander waiting in the wings to take you away from us.” I slammed my lips down on hers because I just couldn’t stand not to kiss her anymore. I needed her lips on mine, her body wrapped around me.
Running my hands down to her ass, I felt her circle her legs around my waist, and I broke the kiss. “Please, I need to fuck you. I need to be so deep inside you, you can’t think.”
“Yes.” The moment I asked, she was already tearing at her swimsuit, trying to get it off her body, and I helped her. For me, it was easy. A pair of boxer briefs, and those things landed on the bottom of the pool. I’d pick them up when it was necessary.
Completely naked, Sian wrapped around me. I found her entrance and slid balls deep in one smooth thrust. She was tight and hot, and fuck me, I grabbed her ass and rode her pussy. I moved us both to the edge of the pool. Her back against it as I took her.
I let go of one of her ass cheeks to finger her pussy, slowing down my thrusts to feel her tighten around me. I loved the way her cunt quivered around my dick. How wet she was. Sian wriggled on my length, doing all the work as I played with her.
“Feels so good.”
I knew exactly what she meant because this was amazing. I watched as she came apart under my fingers. Before her orgasm had even stopped, I held on to her hips and began to pound inside her, going deeper, taking her, claiming her, owning her.
My feelings for Sian consumed me. It was like I couldn’t think straight when I was around her.
I had to have her.
Needed her.
Craved her.
Nothing was enough. She was everything. I wanted her so badly.
Kissing her, I plunged my tongue into her mouth, tracing over hers. She stroked me back and I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm. Holding her even tighter, I fucked her harder and filled her, pulsing every last drop of my cum deep within her.
I broke the kiss long enough to release a cry.
Sian cupped my cheek. “If this is what it feels like, then yes, Will, I do love you. So much that it scares me.”
“You don’t have to say that,” I said. “I’m a big boy. I can take it if you don’t love me.”
“I was … I don’t know everything about love, but these feelings, I know it’s not hate and it’s not like, it’s everything. You took a chance with me, and now it’s my turn to take one with you. I’m so scared.”
“You’ve got no reason to be scared. I’m here,” I said.
She kissed me back and I knew it without a doubt. Sian loved me. She was just afraid of what loving me would mean.
Chapter Eleven
Sian
My confession to William startled me.
I’d been thinking about it the past couple of days. I didn’t lie to him. Love was complicated, sticky, a giant mess, and I didn’t know what it really meant to love someone.
I loved Drew as my nanny and a mother figure.
I loved Heather as my best friend.
Two people I’d loved had been killed. My mother who I should love without a doubt had been hurt for so long.
I was cursed.
It sounded so stupid, but long into the night, I had thought about it. Everyone I ever loved or thought I should love ended up hurt.
If anything happened to William, Gideon, Dante, and Mateo, I wouldn’t ever forgive myself.
How could I?
They were … everything.
How had this happened?
How did it go from me hating those guys to suddenly wanting a life with them? How? Why? When?
It was all crazy.
Even now as I climbed out of the taxi I’d ordered and snuck out of Gideon’s house to go. I made the call on the whim of a moment.
Actually, that was a lie. Lucas, George, Harrison, and Justin had left the main office’s door open, and I stood outside listening to them as they talked about The Society’s response. I hadn’t heard all of the conversation, just the part that said Chloe was at home. I heard them give an address, and with it ringing in my head, I had called a taxi company, given the details, and then I’d gotten little sleep.
I paid for the cab as he pulled up a few houses down from where Chloe lived.
Climbing out, I looked up at the sky. The sun had come out today to offer some last rays of sunlight, and I slid my glasses onto my eyes, covering them from the glare.