Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
“Jesus, Kendall,” he groans, grinning as he drops his mouth to my neck to nibble and suck and tease me. “You’re gonna fucking kill me.”
I giggle, wrapping my arms and legs tight around him as I pepper kisses up his neck to his ear.
“You know what I think?” I whisper heatedly.
“Hmm.”
I bite my lip before my mouth moves to his ear, where I rake my teeth across his lobe. He clenches against me, a groan rumbling in his throat and his cock pulsing—still hard—inside of me.
“I think we need to do that again.”
Chapter 10
Marshall
I wake suddenly, blinking as I open my eyes to the early morning sun flooding into the bedroom. I glance at the clock on my bedside table and swear under my breath.
Shit.
As much as I could just stay in this bed for, well, forever with Kendall, there’s a real world out there. A real world as in Amy. I frown, turning to let my eyes wander over the sleeping angel curled up against me.
…Shit.
This would fuck with Amy on any level. I mean hell, we’ve been a team of two for her whole life. Even the times I did date, I never once brought a woman home, or even into Amy’s life. Her waking up this morning to see me strolling out of my bedroom with any woman would throw her for a loop. It being her best fucking friend? A girl her age and more than half mine?
That would fuck anyone up.
What’s worse is that it’s not just a fling. Hell no it isn’t. This isn’t me just having some fun with a pretty young thing or going through a midlife crisis and trying to validate myself by fucking an eighteen-year-old. If that were the case, quite honestly, I could’ve made that happen literally any time I desired with the resources I have.
But I didn’t, because that’s not me. And this is not that.
This is me connecting with someone like I haven’t in, well, ever. This is me breathing for the first time in forever. This is me losing myself in something wild, and crazy, and real.
…This is me falling for Kendall.
And I’m not sure if that would make this easier or ten thousand times worse for Amy if she finds out.
I glance at the clock again and groan. Amy will still be asleep, I’m sure. But if she gets up and can’t find Kendall, she’s going to start looking. And when she can’t find her, she’s going to come knocking on my door. And that’ll be a fucking train wreck.
I slide from the bed, yank on some sweats and a t-shirt, and turn to pick Kendall up. She’s still sleeping as I wrap her in a bedsheet, cradling her in my arms as I poke my head out of the bedroom and then make my way down the hall. I ease open the double doors from my wing to the rest of the house, listening for any sign of Amy being awake. But when all I hear is silence, I quickly make my way to Kendall’s room and shut the door quietly.
I lay her down, pulling her covers up to tuck her in before I just stare at her as I sit on the edge of the bed.
What the fuck am I doing?
She’s more than half my age. Inappropriate doesn’t even cover it. It’s a fucking scandal is what it is. And what we’re doing is so goddamn wrong it almost makes me sick. Except, it doesn’t. Maybe part of me wants for it to sicken me, because that would make walking away from this thing an easy option. But I’m not sickened by it, I’m lost in it. Diving head first into it.
I’m lost in her is what I am.
The memories of last night come flooding back, making my skin tingle and my cock harden as they replay in my head. I remember the feel of her sinking onto me in that chair, of her giving her innocence to me. I replay pushing her against the shower wall and tasting her sweet little cunt. And then, of truly making her mine in my bed, thrusting between her thighs and kissing her fiercely as I claimed her utterly and completely.
…As I came, unprotected, deep inside her fertile young pussy.
My jaw tightens as I shake my head. Goddamnit that was stupid. Here I am wondering just how badly it would fuck Amy up to know that I’m screwing her best friend, and I want to add a possible teen pregnancy to the mix?
What in the fuck is wrong with me?
I stand to leave, but just as I do, Kendall stirs in her sleep. She murmurs, licking her lips as she shifts on the bed, and when she rolls onto her front, the sheets slip away, and suddenly, I’m staring at her naked, gorgeous, utterly tempting body. Her tight, supple little ass is half raised from the bed; her knees slightly tucked under her. Pert, round, tight, and so fucking inviting.