Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
"I know, and I'm freaking proud of that, Coby. Don't ever doubt it. I'll go with you anywhere, anytime."
I run my finger along her bottom lip. "How the fuck did I end up with a goddess?"
"You didn't. You ended up with me. I'm just Elodie, okay?"
"Well, just Elodie, I'm one lucky son of bitch," I murmur, pulling her down for a kiss. "Because from where I'm lying, just Elodie is pretty fucking incredible."
"Coby," she whispers, melting against me.
"I mean it. You're incredible. Don't you dare forget it."
"Fine. Then don't you dare forget that you're incredible, too."
"Mmm. I think I need you to tell me again while you're riding me. Maybe then I'll remember." I hook my arms around her waist, sliding her up over me. I intended to let her get some rest, but then she started being all sweet and shot that plan all to hell. She can rest later. After she comes on my cock again.
Chapter Ten
Elodie
"What are you doing?" Coby asks, chuckling as I push him up against the wall in his booth and reach for his belt.
"I thought it was obvious. If it's not, maybe I'm doing it wrong," I mutter, trying to work his belt through the loops. It's so much easier when he does it.
"Keegan will be here soon."
"We have time." We're the only two in the shop right now. Keegan worked late again last night, so he still has a little while until he has to be here. Plenty of time for me to seduce Coby before I set up Keegan's booth for the client he has coming in later.
"We really don't, princess."
"Shh," I whisper, stroking Coby through his pants. He's so hard. I think he stays that way around me. I love it so much. "We really, really do."
"Fuck," he growls, bucking his hips into my hand. He stops talking crazy, though. He spins me around, bending me over his desk. Finally.
I moan as he flips my skirt up. His zipper is loud as he yanks it down, his other hand already hard at work between my legs.
"Oh my god, Coby," I moan, my chest flat against his desk. "Get inside me already."
"Don't rush me, princess. I'll get there when I get there." His cock nudges my entrance.
"Coby," I moan as he drives inside me.
"Yo, Coby!" The door to his booth flies open. Keegan appears in the doorway nearly an hour before he's supposed to be here.
"Shit!" Coby growls, trying to cover me.
I stare at my brother. My brother stares at me.
Horror slams into me in a flood. My heart stops. I stop breathing. My worst fear materializes in front of my face, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. In fact, I'm the sole reason it's happening. I started this. After everything Coby has done trying to get us caught over the last few days, I'm the one who made it happen.
"What the fuck?" Keegan roars.
The world lurches into motion again.
"Keegan," I whisper.
"You're sleeping with my fucking sister?"
"It's not like that," Coby says, still trying to shield me from my brother's view. As if it's not completely obvious what's going on here. I'm bent over the desk; Coby's dick is out. There's no hiding what we were doing. But Cob tries to protect me anyway. "Give us a minute, and then we'll talk, brother."
"Nah, fuck you. I'm not your brother. I'm not your friend. And we have nothing to talk about. I'm fucking done with you."
"Keegan, please," I whisper, tears welling in my eyes as my heart shatters. "I'm in love with him."
"How long has this been going on?" he asks me.
"S-since I came to work here."
"Jesus fucking Christ," Keegan mutters. "I fucking knew something was up with the two of you. Were you ever going to tell me, or were you just going to keep sneaking around behind my back and smiling in my fucking face?"
"We're not having this conversation with her on display for anyone who walks by," Coby growls. "Give me a minute to get her dressed, and we'll talk."
Keegan scowls at him and then storms out of the booth, slamming the door so hard it rattles in the frame. Coby immediately peels me off the desk, pulling me into his arms. I sob, burrowing into him.
"I'm sorry!" I cry, tears pouring down my face. "He h-hates you now and it's my fault."
"Shh, princess. It's going to be okay." Coby runs his lips over my forehead. "I promise you, it's going to be okay. Just let me talk to him, okay?"
"M-maybe I should talk to him."
"You can talk to him after I do. But I want to say what I need to say first." He tips my head up, wiping tears from my cheeks. "Everything is going to be okay. Trust me, Elodie."
I do trust him. I've never trusted anyone the way I trust him. But I don't know how this is supposed to be okay. My brother didn't just find out about us. He caught us having sex. That's basically the worst way he could find out.