You Are My Reason Read online Willow Winters (You Are Mine Duet #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: You Are Mine Duet Series by Willow Winters
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
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The pleasure he gives me is unmatched, indescribable and something only for us. It’s sinful and wrong, but it feels like heaven.

A strangled moan is torn from me and he almost stops when I push against his cheek yet again. I can see the hesitation, the worry in his eyes. I arch my neck and rock my hips, letting him know that I’m his. That I want this and him just the same. My head thrashes from side to side as my throbbing clit brushes against his rough pubic hair as he stills deep inside of me, buried to the hilt and hovering over me, watching my expression. “More,” I whimper, desperate for whatever he will give me. I’m deprived without his touch. He should know that; he’s done this to me.

Crashing his lips against mine, he moves his hand to my hip, positioning me how he wants me and tilting my ass up just slightly so he can thrust deeper into me. He slams himself harder and deeper into me, unrelenting and unmerciful. “Fuck,” I moan, and he’s quick to echo my pleasure.

From him, it’s a groan of awe filled with gratitude and devotion, fueling him to push me farther and farther as he races for his release. He whispers the word over and over in the crook of my neck, his hot breath sending chills over my body.

From me, it’s a strangled cry as my nails scratch down his back and my body pleads for more and also to run from the intensity. It’s a mix of pleasure and pain, a cocktail strong enough to kill me and I don’t know which one it will be that finally brings me to my death.

Mason

It’s difficult to confront a person when they have a restraining order against you. Regardless, I consider driving by Liam’s house, knocking on the door and beating the fucking piss out of him all over again. A week has passed, and not a damn thing has changed. The air is stagnant and I don’t know what to do but I won’t sit and wait for the next onslaught.

The once sought-after developer and bachelor has taken a fall.

The excerpt of the news article lays above my mug shot. At least I knew it was coming; the journalist was decent enough to give me a heads-up. Evan could only do so much to hold me back from Liam, but he worked as much magic as he could with the press.

It’s only a mug shot. No charges pressed and nothing on my record, but the city has a way of talking. The most shocking thing in the article is the information concerning Liam. Apparently he has a criminal record from college for assault and battery, and attempts at much worse. Divorce papers have already been signed between him and his now ex-wife, and the article compares that to the supposed breakup between Jules and myself.

I’m not sure what is true concerning Liam. I’m grateful the spotlight is on him in the article. The article got my father and Jules all worked up. I can only imagine how they’d react if they knew about the letter that arrived today too.

The paper in my hands rustles in the quiet office as I read it again.

I was mad at you for what you did, and I’m sorry.

It’s not what you think.

The gentleman was only there to find something, but I found it elsewhere.

I’m sorry for what I’ve done.

And I forgive you for what you did; I hope you can forgive me as well.

Sincerely,

X

It’s the same feminine writing as the other note. This one sits in my wallet, and it’s been here for hours, refusing to allow me to think of anything else.

Whoever it was is damn good at concealing their identity. Not a single fingerprint on the envelope or the paper itself. The security footage shows it was delivered by the mailman, but has no return address. I’m lost, and I have absolutely no leads.

I finally crumple the letter, hating it and the fucker more now than ever. The hopeless feeling weighs down on me. I can’t fix it. I can’t fix anything without knowing who to blame.

They fucked with me, ruined something so precious and perfect, tearing Jules from my life. And now they’re just backing away? They wanted to destroy me. Mission fucking accomplished.

I don’t know who to trust anymore or what to live for. My only hope is to pretend it’s all right. To move through life like nothing’s wrong, and pray that Jules can one day do the same. The rough edges of the letter rub harshly against my skin as I close my eyes and tighten my fist around it. It’s never going to happen.

She’s never going to forgive me.

She loves me deep down. She has to. I can’t feel this strongly about her without her feeling something for me.


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