Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“He won’t listen to me. You know that.”
“I don’t know anything about your relationship with my brother or my father,” I say, my tone as uncaring as I feel.
“I know you’re bitter—”
“Move on. I have.”
“If you’re no longer thinking with your cock, think with your wallet. He’s gotten Dalton in bed with the wrong people, and you’ve done nothing about it.”
“You’re confused if you think my time with you was about some undying desire to fuck you. It was a business transaction that went bankrupt.”
“You’re such a dick.”
“Yeah, well, go suck my brother’s a little longer, and maybe you can control him again. If not, talk to my father.”
“No reason to be so crass.”
“I’m just speaking the truth.”
“If you think you’re not implicated in this mess, you’re wrong,” she snaps. “We’ll all end up in jail if you don’t find a way to get him out of this.”
“Sounds to me like you’re scared, and it makes me wonder just how involved you really are, Anna. My guess is, you were behind whatever my brother is into, until it went south. I’ll be home tomorrow night. If things are as bad as you think they are, talk to my father.”
“Ethan—”
I hang up and set my phone down, shed my pants, and walk to the shower before stepping under the warm water, my hands settling on the wall, my jaw locked. I do not love Anna. I never loved her. A normal person, however, would break up with their ex and part ways, not sit across from them at Christmas dinner. She seems to revel in the divide between me and Grant. Sofia’s right, though. I need to fix my family. It’s what my mother would want, but they have to want to come together, and I’m not sure that’s an idea grounded in reality.
As for Grant, he’s fucked up. He’s always been fucked up. I’m not sure I can blame my father for worrying over Grant, who’s clearly easily led astray, but the way he’s going about managing Grant isn’t working. He’s crashing and burning. And if Anna is legit, and not full of bullshit, he’s taking us with him. The door to the shower opens and closes, and Sofia steps inside—gorgeous and everything I need right now. I catch her to me and fold her close. She laughs and pushes me against the wall. With her hands planted on my chest, she studies me, understanding in her face. “What happened? What’s wrong?”
“Family stuff. Fucking Anna. She says Grant is high and in a shit storm of trouble. I don’t know what to believe.”
“Then we need to leave tonight for sure. Maybe right after I get my passport.”
“No. Your father matters. We stay until we get him straight.”
She pushes to her toes, her now wet, naked body pressed to mine, and plants a kiss on my mouth. “We have to find a way to take care of both.”
We.
The way she uses the word “we” feels right in ways I don’t expect, and yet deep down, I already know where this is headed. “Yes,” I say. “We do.”
Her lips curve, and she reaches down and wraps her hand around my cock. “You seem ready for a distraction. Why don’t I help you with that?” With that, she lowers herself to her knees and presses her mouth to my stomach, her hands on my waist, while I can think of a better place for them and her mouth. “Have I mentioned you have abs of steel, and that’s really hot?”
“No,” I say, my voice rough, my body aching with the need for her hand again. “You have not.”
“Well, you do, and it is.” She wraps my erection right at the base. “Everything about you is impressive.” She licks my cock, and holy hell, her tongue is my version of life gone right, and I’m too on edge to hold back or be gentle. “Suck me, baby.”
“You’re so impatient,” she teases, not at all put off by my urgency, and her tongue is back in action, every muscle in my body tense and waiting for what she’s denying me. Payback is hell, indeed. She draws the head into her mouth and then twirls her tongue around it, and her sweet little mouth is about as hot as her sweet little pussy. She is everything a man wants. Dirty and sexy for me and me alone. Prim and perfect for everyone else. That’s hot. When she finally closes her lips around me and slowly takes me all in, my hand is on her head, holding her there, and when she starts pumping, licking, and sucking, I decide if I die right now, I’m a happy man. And she isn’t even done with me. She sucks me off, and she seems to like it. The way I like pleasing her.