Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
I should probably feel like just another dumb slut who was hot to get into his bed. Technically, we’d only just met, even though we’d both known of each other forever. But the way things had thrown us together in these last few days did it really matter?
The question left me feeling wild. What’s wrong with giving myself to him? He’s hot, he’s older, and he’d definitely know what he was doing. And if that little demonstration just now was any indication, I was bound to more than enjoy it. Better than letting one of the sweaty teenage studs at college who’d been hinting ever since I got there, get into my pants and do a half ass job.
Good, it’s settled. He may be fighting it, but before I leave his house, whenever that may be. I’m going to his bed. Even the thought made me wet between my thighs.
He finally turned back to me. The heat hadn’t completely left his eyes, but I could see he had himself back under control again, bummer.
Would he lash out at me? Blame me for his moment of weakness? Please don’t, don’t tarnish it. Let me enjoy the afterglow for a little while longer. My face was already starting to fall and regret was setting in.
What was I thinking? Of course he didn’t want me. There was too much baggage between us. Maybe if he hadn’t hated my dad as much as he did. I’d slept in his house last night and he hadn’t even looked at me with anything but annoyance. From the stories I’d heard, it didn’t usually take him that long to decide if he was going to take a woman to his bed.
And he thinks I’m a kid, he keeps calling me that. Except for that one unguarded moment when he called my name. How pathetic that that should mean so much to me. The glow was definitely gone now and I felt like crying.
He took one last look at me and left the room without another word and I felt gutted. I went back to fixing his desk but the spark had gone out of my day. How was I ever going to face him again? Rejected by the man who was rumored to screw anything that moved.
Chapter 10
STONE
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What the fuck was that? Have you lost your mind? This was not part of the plan. I walked out of the clubhouse and into the sunshine and fresh air. I felt stifled, like I couldn’t breathe. I needed to get the fuck outta there, but I couldn’t leave. I couldn’t leave her and she’s the one I need to get the fuck away from.
That little girl sure knew how to get under a man’s skin. Maybe I should just give her what those eyes of hers were begging for. I’ve never turned a willing female away before, why should she be any different? I was afraid I knew why. I’d got too caught up.
This was a fucking mess. No, no it isn’t. You haven’t taken that last step. You can turn back from this. There’s nothing saying you have to fuck her and get more tangled up in this shit. You did what you had to do and she wasn’t part of the deal, no matter what her fuck of an old man wrote in his will.
I was scared as fuck of where this shit was going. Looked like I’d boxed myself in pretty good too. There was no way for this to work out right. I couldn’t see this ending in anyway but heartache for her if I took her.
And why was I even having this argument with myself? It’s not like I had to fuck the girl; she was just another female. I could walk away for fuck sake. So why do I feel like I can’t? Why is everything pulling me in her direction? Even my crew seemed to think it was the answer, and I’m not gonna think about her asshole dad and what he thought.
This shit didn’t make any sense. I’ve known her two whole days and she’s tying me up in knots. It was those eyes of hers, and that hair, and those tits. It was imagining Sanchez or anyone else having her. It was all those things, and more. I can’t have her. I’m just gonna have to do everything I can to keep that shit from happening.
The little demon on my shoulder said different. That fuck had all the reasons why I should go there. She’s your enemy’s daughter you owe her nothing. Just fuck her like you do everyone else and walk away when you’ve had enough.
Yeah, my dick was all over that one too, but something was holding me back. There was something about her. About the way she’d come to me, scared, alone and lost. I know what that feels like. Though ma had always been there, there were times when that wasn’t enough. Times when I needed my dad, the dad I never knew and never will. Because hers had ended him when I was too young to know.