Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 132321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 662(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 441(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 662(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 441(@300wpm)
This second kiss, I take my time, slowly teasing and tasting. She’s as sweet as I always suspected but also spicy. Cherry lip balm and cinnamon candy.
Tearing my mouth away, I stare down at her kiss-swollen lips and dazed eyes. I did that.
Remy’s going to kill me.
Fuck it. I go in for one more kiss, spearing my fingers through her hair and cupping the back of her head. One more kiss to remember how good she feels, to keep with me through the next few months. Her blue eyes flash with desire. She wants this as much as I do. I’d have to be blind and stupid not to know how she feels. Messing with her is a damn shitty thing to do, but I can’t help myself.
Her soft fingers trace over my shoulders and down my arms, brush against my chest, reminding me a thin piece of terry cloth is all that stands between my cock and Molly. We could lose control any second. I don’t want to fuck Molly in the locker room like she’s some ring bunny I don’t give two shits about. I want our first time to be special. I want her to feel how important she is to me.
“Molly, we have to stop.” What I want to do is take her to my bed and learn every inch of her curvy little body. Figure out what sets her on fire. But I don’t have that right. Not yet.
“No, we don’t,” she says with a firm authority I’m not used to hearing from her.
“Not here.”
Not anywhere. What the hell am I saying?
Don’t encourage this madness.
We can’t.
I take both of her hands in one of mine and press another quick kiss to her forehead before releasing her. I grab my clothes off the floor and hurry the fuck away to get dressed and regain control of myself.
“Stay there,” I call over my shoulder as I head for the showers.
Behind the curtain, I bang my head against the wet tile, willing my erection to go away.
I shouldn’t be this worked up for my best friend’s little sister.
My plan’s solid and I need to stick to it. Slowly, I’ve been trying to show Remy I’m serious. Cleaning up my act. Holding down a decent job. Saving some money. Turning down every ring bunny who wants to jump on my dick. Subtly proving to him I’ll treat his baby sister right and can take care of her the way she deserves.
She’s eighteen in a few months. Graduating from high school. Headed to college in the fall. That’s when I plan to claim my girl. By then, either Remy will accept us as a couple, or he won’t.
I don’t want to lose my best friend, but I refuse to lose Molly.