Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
He holds me up when I go weightless.
"Already fluttering for me, baby."
"Yes," I whisper, my body teetering on that fine line that would leave me embarrassed also if it wasn't exactly what I needed.
"So fucking responsive," he says as he pulls that one finger back before pressing forward with two.
"Robert," I groan, my body clutching him like it's terrified he's going to step back and leave me aching for him.
His eyes are still on mine, and his confidence in what he's doing is the sexiest thing because he has no need to look down and watch to make sure he gets it right. It creates a level of intimacy I don't think I've ever had, and there's something insanely erotic about it that my body just can't handle.
"You're going to make me come," I manage, my knees weaker than ever.
"I know," he whispers, his tone just as breathy as mine. "It's mine. Give it to me."
When his thumb joins the party, I can't help but give him what he's asking for.
I literally whimper as my body convulses, and my orgasm doubles in strength when I feel his cock jerk in my hand. I'm panting, looking down at the front of his sweats as a wet spot forms on the fabric.
"Did you—"
"Embarrass myself? Yeah."
I shake my head, both disagreeing and trying to clear it from the intensity of my orgasms.
"That's so hot."
"Yeah?"
I dip my head, watching with my mouth hanging open as he pulls his hand from my body, not hesitating a second before lifting his wet fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean.
"Mmm. Delicious."
I tremble again, the sound settling inside of me as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. It's a bold move, an assumption on his part, but I love it. I sweep my tongue along his, feeling completely taken care of when he tightens both arms around me and holds me close.
I swear the man hasn't softened at all as he grinds his hips against me.
"How about we—"
"Yes," I agree instantly.
"Grab a shower and eat while watching a movie?"
He throws his head back, laughing at me when he watches my face fall because that's not what I thought he was going to suggest.
Chapter 28
Rooster
It is absolutely insane how I can go from more content than I can ever recall being to a sense of foreboding hitting me in the chest like a freight train.
The pleasure I felt earlier with Morgan was unprecedented.
We grabbed a shower, but with unspoken rules, we didn't take things any further. Sitting in bed with her, arguing over what to watch on television, felt natural. We laughed, joked, and teased each other for our complete opposite likes in movies and television series before settling on a show about animals in the Arctic.
There was no awkwardness. Silent moments were spent holding her hand or with my arm wrapped around her back. When she snuggled deeper into my embrace, I felt a sense of wholeness that I hadn't felt in a long time. It's as if she wedged herself into a part of me that I didn't know was missing.
She dozed in my arms, and when I reached over to turn off the lamp, she sleepily asked if she could stay in bed with me, chuckling sleepily when I told her I'd hold her down if she tried to leave.
As content as I was, I still couldn't fall asleep.
And that's how I find myself right now, with her in my arms, face buried in my chest.
I should be internally celebrating, but of course, this is the opportunity my mind takes to wander. As it does, doubt begins to settle inside of me.
Henry had no reason to reach out to me or tell me to take care of our girl while he was working. I go years at a time without any contact from my twin, but I can't let myself forget that he placed her in my life. Since Henry has never been one to give gifts without expecting something in return, I should know better than to think this situation is any different.
As the hours drag on, my mind refusing to settle, I begin to grow uneasy.
Why has she stayed attached to me? I know my value and worth, but Twisted is so very talented in what he does. He's fit, and objectively speaking, he's a good-looking guy.
Morgan didn't want him. She zeroed in on me, the nerdy IT guy, who looks exactly like the man who traumatized her.
The longer I think about it, the less sense it makes unless she picked me for a reason. There haven't been any red flags that I've noticed, but that doesn't mean that she isn't just a great actress. It's very possible that she has been bread-crumbing me, giving me exactly what I didn't know I was looking for until she presented it to me.