Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Yeah,” I nodded. “And no, I didn’t go there. I—”
“Tell me,” he growled fiercely, his eyes blazing.
“She was trying to provoke me, walking around the house without a top on and giving me attitude. Then she cracked a beer and I snapped.” I swallowed, my cock throbbing at the memory. “I took her over my knee, and I spanked that little ass of hers. Things kind of went off the rails from there, man.”
“And?”
I met Wilder’s gaze. “Do you actually want to hear this or are you just saving it up to fucking murder me or something?”
Wilder didn’t blink. “Just fucking tell me what happened,” he growled.
“I put my hands on her. Felt her pussy, how fucking tight and wet she was. Like goddamn velvet. I took my cock out, I spread those legs, and I licked her pussy until she came for me.”
Wilder groaned, and suddenly, I realized it wasn’t furious anger on his face, it was furious lust.
“How’d she taste?” he hissed.
“Like fucking candy,” I growled back. “Wilder—”
“She make you come?”
I clenched my jaw, my cock achingly hard thinking back on it.
“I teased her clit with my cock. Didn’t fuck her, but I made her come on my cock until I came all over her pussy.”
Wilder swore, lunging from his chair and whirling to pace behind his desk.
“That little fucking tease,” he hissed under his breath.
“Fuck, man, you have a right to be pissed.”
He stopped, and slowly, he shook his head, snorting a short laugh.
“No, Linc, I don’t. And I’m not mad — not at you, I just…”
“You want her too.”
He turned to look at me. “Is that all it is for you?” he growled, his look edged in steel. “You just want her?”
My face hardened. “Fuck no.”
“Don’t patronize me, Lincoln,” he growled quietly. “I mean do you just want to fuck her, or—”
“No!”” I snarled. “I’m in—”
I stopped, catching my breath and realizing both my hands were clenched into fists.
“No,” I said again. “I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her, man.”
The room was silent for a second before he finally spoke.
“Same,” he said slowly. “Looks like we both fell for the girl neither of us should’ve been thinking about like that.”
I sighed, shoulders slumping. I went over to Wilder’s bar cart and poured us both a bourbon, passing him one as we both sank down into chairs and drank slowly.
“Linc, you’re my best friend,” he finally said quietly. “You’re like the brother I never had. Fuck, you’re closer than a brother. You’re blood to me.”
“And you know you’re blood to me too,” I said fiercely back. “And you know you just say the word and I’m gone. She’s yours, because no girl is ever going to tear our friendship apart.”
Wilder smiled thinly. “She’s not mine, though. She’s her. And you’re right, she can’t and won’t tear us apart as friends.”
“So what the fuck do we do?”
Wilder was quiet a second, his eyes twitching like he was thinking before finally, he went still. He knocked back the rest of his drink and looked up at me.
“Anyone else in the world, and I’d be furious right now. You know that. If it was any other guy, I’d be losing my fucking mind right now. But, not with you. Maybe it’s cause we’re who we are, and because of how close we are. I’m not mad at you for today, Linc.”
“So what do we do?” I sighed. “I mean we can’t both have her.”
“Says who?”
Wilder’s words made me freeze, my glass halfway to my lips. Slowly, I lowered it, and looked over at him.
“What?”
“I said who says we can’t both have her.” And slowly, he started to smile. “Like I said, any other guy and I’d be considering murder right now. But there’s no jealousy with you. Look, I know the way she looks at you. Just like I’m not blind to the way she looks at me, or how I know her bullshit ‘brat’ attitude is just to get under our skin. I know the sounds I heard her make the other night when I put my hands on her.”
Wilder took a deep breath.
“So who says we can’t both have her?”
Slowly, I nodded, my cock throbbing rock hard. “She does look at you the same way she looks at me.” Hell, I’d noticed it too.
“She can be a real handful,” Wilder said lowly.
“Little brat like that,” I made a tsking sound with my teeth as the hungry grin spread across my face. “Might be she needs twice the discipline.”
Something sparked in Wilder’s eyes as he started to nod.
“Might be, she needs twice the daddy.”
10
Mackenzie
“C’mon, babe. Quit being such a fucking tease.”
I jerked away from Justin’s hand, swearing at him at I slapped it away.
“Stop it,” I spat, moving as far against the passenger door as I could. Yeah, the ride had been a terrible idea.