Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
“Guys!” I exclaimed, “Seriously. We’re under some kind of threat right now. You know we’re on lockdown. We need to follow Tommy’s orders and go to our rooms. I’m sure there’s a reason for this.”
Tommy was already coming in the doorway. “What the fuck did I say?” He looked incredulously at me and at the others. Lisa was standing by the sofa looking at Tommy with hatred on her face.
“Go!” he shouted to his sisters. They both started to move toward the stairs.
“You killed my husband, didn’t you?” Lisa said and the sisters both stopped in their tracks and stared at Lisa and then looked to Tommy in unison.
“Go,” Tommy repeated, through clenched teeth.
“Lisa…” I started.
“Tia, stop,” Tommy snapped.
I looked to him and didn’t know if I should stay or go.
I stood there and waited.
“I loved him.” Lisa started to cry.
Tommy sighed and thrust his hand through his hair. “You don’t want to have this conversation. Trust me.”
“And at least I was going to have a piece of him, you know? But now my baby is dead and so is my piece of him.”
“I’m sorry you lost the baby. You need to chill out, though, Lisa. You need–”
“I need to know what happened.”
“Fuck.” Tommy’s face was so filled with pain it hurt me like a physical blow.
Lisa sobbed. “I tried to forget, I tried to bury the pain like I bury all my emotions, but I just keep…feeling. I keep feeling so much.” She looked at me, eyes pleading for me to understand.
“He tried to kill us,” I blurted. “Tommy had no choice.”
“Tia!” Tommy stared at me and shot daggers from his eyes.
I continued anyway. “It was self-defense, Lisa. It was. Tom had me taken to that cabin and he was going to kill me in front of Tommy. He was gonna shoot Tommy, too. It was self-defense. It was like a quick draw race. Tom was about to shoot and Tommy drew on him to save us.”
“Tia, shut it.”
“No Tommy, it was. You need to hear this, too. You did the only thing you could’ve done. Lisa, he’s not sleeping. He’s tormented. He is in so much pain over losing his father but it’s not his fault. It’s Tom’s fault. You loved Tom and I’m sorry but Tommy loved him, too. Tom did this, not Tommy.”
Lisa covered her face and fell to the floor and wept into her hands. I went to her and put an arm around her. She cried into my shoulder and put her arms around me.
I looked up to Tommy’s face and he was staring at the ceiling, flexing his jaw. I looked past him and saw that his sisters were in the doorway.
“Tommy?” I called out. He turned around and put his fist into the wall. I jolted. Then he did it again and stormed past his sisters and he left the house, slamming the door on his way out.
“C’mon. Let’s get that bleeding stopped.”
“Roll over,” Dare told me and I rolled to my belly. It was late and I’d fallen asleep waiting for him through an endless day of worrying about him. He’d carried me upstairs just like last night, just like most nights, and as usual, it was a wonderful way to wake up.
He pulled my yoga pants down and off. He took my socks off and then pulled my hoodie and tank top over my head, leaving me in a white bra and white lace thong. He made a deep mm sound that reverberated all through me, raising goosebumps.
His hand was on my ankle. He caressed it. Then his hand moved up to behind my knee. I felt his lips on my behind and he kissed upwards, slowly, kissing the small of my back, along my spine, my shoulder, my neck. He swept my hair to one side and then said, “Up, on your knees. Cheek stays on the pillow.”
I put my rear up in the air and then felt both of his hands on me, caressing up my legs toward my bottom and then grasping my hips.
“My beautiful angel,” he said and I looked back at him in the lamplight of the room. He was still fully clothed in a suit and tie and looking at me with passion.
I smiled at him. “I love being yours. It feels like I was born to be yours.”
His expression went heated, so heated. He leaned over and whispered, “You were.” and then his lips touched mine and his tongue swept in.
One of his hands was kneading one of my breasts and the other was gripping my ass. I was waiting, hoping. And then my hopes came true because the hand on my ass left it and then came back with a whack. I groaned right into his mouth. He whacked it again and I whimpered. Then his fingers dipped between my cheeks and down and then Dare found how wet I was. Dripping wet. I got flipped and then I was on my back and his fingers were between my legs, his mouth on a breast and he sucked deep while also pushing two fingers deep. I had goosebumps all over my body. I was panting. I wanted to touch him.