Don’t Fall for Your Brother’s Best Friend (Magnolia Ridge #2) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Magnolia Ridge Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
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I slam into her and her head falls back, smacking into the wall as her fingers dig into my shoulders. I move my hands to hold onto her round ass as I continue to pound into her.

“Watching you from afar all day is driving me fucking crazy,” I hiss.

She groans her understanding as my fingers dig into her ass as I drive into her harder and faster.

“Oh Griffin, I’m not going to last,” she cries out.

“Me either, baby. You’ve had me hard all day,” I grunt out.

Her cries of pleasure spur me on as I fight to keep my release from crashing over me.

“I’m so close.”

“Rub your clit, baby. Reach between us and come on me.”

Her hand slips between us and she rubs her clit, crying out. I feel her tighten around me and I close my eyes lost in the feelings she’s awakened in me.

“Oh God, Griffin,” she screams as her release crashes over her.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Come all over me.”

She’s still shaking from her orgasm when I find mine. “Anya,” I whisper, leaning forward and burying my face in her neck.

Her hands move up my body and she pushes them into my hair. “You all right?” she whispers.

I nod against her, still breathing heavily. I press a soft kiss to her neck and lift my head. “Better than I’ve ever been.”

We clean up and adjust our clothes, laughing about how we didn’t even manage to get them off. That’s what she does to me. The need is so great that I can’t even wait to get her naked.

Once we’re done, I grab her hand and nod my head. “I want to talk to you.”

I lead her out into the living room and we both sit on the couch. She turns to face me and I rest my elbows on my knees.

She rubs my back, moving closer. “Talk to me, Griffin. I can sense something is wrong.”

“Nothing is wrong,” I say, turning my head to look at her. “Did you ever wonder why I spent so much time at your house growing up?”

“At the time, no, but it’s been something I took closer notice to recently.”

She keeps lightly rubbing my back and it gives me a feeling of comfort that I need. “My childhood was not good. My father was and still is a cheater, only now he’s also a drunk. He didn’t like noise, he didn’t like mess, he didn’t like me. My mother never stood up for me, never stood up for herself. I was scared and lonely. When I met Callum, he didn’t ask what it was like at home, he just knew I needed a friend. He’d invite me over and my mother was all too happy to get me out of the house. No mess or noise for her cheating husband to come home to.”

I see the tears swimming in her eyes and I don’t like that she’s feeling what I went through, but I can’t stop now. I’ve never told anyone but Callum and it’s time I let her fully in.

“When I was at your house I felt a sense of belonging and freedom. I could laugh and play and be a kid. I loved being there, but I always had to go home. When I was a kid I would just slip into my room and be as quiet as I could. Especially after my father threw away my favorite toy cars because he found one in the living room. It was devastating and I tried to make sure that didn’t happen again.”

“Oh Griffin, I’m so sorry,” she interrupts.

I force a grin and shrug. “The older I got the harder it got to be the little boy who sat hidden in my room. My father and I fought a lot. My mother and I fought a lot. Every time I tried to defend her, she would get angry with me. I couldn’t understand but I guess it’s just something I’m not meant to understand. My father never changed his ways and the moment I could get out of that house, I ran. If it wasn’t for your family, for your brother, I honestly don’t know what would’ve happened to me.”

She wraps her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder. “I had no idea it was so awful for you. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t like talking about it, so only Callum and now you know. When I think about it, it stirs an anger inside me that I don’t like.” I turn my head to see her the best I can. “Until I met you.”

She sits up and searches my face. “What?”

“Until I met you that anger would bubble up inside me and I’d lash out, but you calm it, Anya. I didn’t think it was possible for me to feel things like a normal person. It’s not like I was shown love and I wasn’t even sure it was something that existed. I saw it with your family, but my blood is made up of something else entirely. And until you, I was fine with one night stands and dead end relationships.”



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