Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Like?” He scoffs. “I like a good steak or whiskey. I need you.” He makes another turn and pulls onto our street.
“This is insane,” I mutter more to myself, but still Nash answers it.
“You’ve made me insane.” He is not backing down. Do I want him to?
“So that gives you the right to hack into my phone and track everything I do?” There was no shame in the pictures he’d snuck of me.
There were so many. Ones I didn’t even know existed, but I recall the days he wasn’t around or at least I didn’t think he was. I thought he was on the other side of the country but nope, he’d been close by and watching all along.
“It gives me the right to do whatever I want when it comes to you.”
“Who took all those pictures?”
“Your little friend is quite the computer whiz.”
“You’re not going to answer that?” I turn to face him more as he puts the car into park.
“What do you want me to say? I did it all. Sometimes it was me that took the pictures, a few times I hired someone to keep an eye on you.”
“To keep an eye on me? For what?”
“For what?” He looks at me with confusion. “That someone else would try and take you from me.”
I blink, unsure how to respond to that. Nash’s hand cups the back of my neck, holding me in place.
“But now everything is going to be fine. You know you belong to me. Soon enough everyone else will too when they see you’re pregnant with my baby and my ring is on your finger.”
I don’t get the chance to respond before Nash covers my mouth in a possessive kiss.
“You know this is nutty, right?” I tell him as I look up at him through my lashes.
“No, I think now that I’ve got you and you understand, I might calm down.”
“Might?”
“Probably not, but tell me, Goldie, does it truly bother you? Knowing the lengths I went to so that I could have you.”
“I like it,” I admit. Here I thought this was a one-sided thing. How wrong I’d been.
“Love it,” Nash corrects.
“I do love it, Nash.” This time I don’t wait for him to order me to say it. “I love you.”
“That’s my girl.”
“Your girl?” I like the sound of that.
“Only girl I’ve ever wanted. Only one to own me. Only one I love.” I can see it all in his eyes, and he means every word.
I’m not sure what the fallout will be with our parents, but I know Nash can handle it. He can handle anything, no matter how tight it might be.
Epilogue
NASH
Four years later…
“Be quiet or they’ll hear us,” I whisper into Goldie’s ear as I pull back the covers.
“Nash, you know I can’t.” She’s already whining as I push up her nightgown.
“Roll over and put your face in the pillow, then. You know the drill.” She turns over on her stomach, face down on the bed. “Good girl.”
My hand rubs across her ass and then between her legs. My fingers find her hot little center, and I have to swallow a groan. She’s so damn horny when she’s ovulating.
“Fuck, I’m cumming in you tonight. I know what time of the month it is.”
She bears down on my fingers, and I feel her cunt clench around them. “I thought you said we should wait a little longer?”
I’m already climbing on top of her and pushing down the front of my gray sweats. “That was before I got the alert on my phone.” I’ve been using an app to keep track of her cycles, and when I was putting the kids to bed, I got the text that her fertility window had opened.
“But is now really the time?”
“Put your face in the pillow and spread your legs,” I say through clenched teeth. I’m squeezing the base of my cock, but it’s not offering any relief.
“But what if they hear us?”
Our parents are in the next room and could very easily hear us. “That’s why I said to be quiet.”
We’re all vacationing together this week and staying in one house. One of the benefits to marrying your stepsister is not having to worry about in-laws. We get to travel as a family, take vacations together, and spend holidays as one.
Four years ago, after our parents got back from their trip, I told them right away. I’d waited long enough to have Goldie, and I wasn’t willing to hide our relationship. My dad was shocked but not upset. He was happy for us, but he didn’t have a clue. Goldie’s mom, on the other hand, gave me a knowing smile and welcomed me with open arms. I think she suspected things would turn out this way eventually.
Goldie does what I say and then tilts her ass up at me in invitation. My good girl loves to get fucked so hard that I could almost forget there was a time she couldn’t put even a finger in her cunt.