Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Garrett and Mom would be coming home tomorrow. I had to talk to her and figure out what this all meant for me. Would I really stay here? Trev rubbed his stubbled jaw along my skin, and I realized I should be asking if I really wanted to leave. But this wasn’t going to last.
“You feel so fucking good,” Trev whispered as his hands moved down over my body. “I like waking up this way.”
I was glad he couldn’t see the goofy smile on my face. “Me too,” I admitted.
He kissed my back as his fingertip made a circular caress around my belly button. “You live here, and we can just share a room.”
I laughed.
“What? Siblings share rooms. This is a big bed,” he said while still leaving kisses on my back.
“Siblings might share a room when they’re little. But grown stepsiblings don’t,” I pointed out.
“We can start a new trend,” he murmured.
“When we end this, that would become awkward. You’ll want me to have my own room then.” The thought of this ending made me feel sick to my stomach.
“I was thinking about that, and I don’t see why we can’t continue the steps with benefits idea. I mean, you’ll live here. I’ll live here. There isn’t going to come a day I see you and don’t want to fuck you. We can make it a permanent benefits setup.”
I closed my eyes, wishing that it were as easy as all that. But right now, I was feeling things I’d never felt before. It was dangerous territory. We had no future together, and it was only a matter of time before my heart was wrapped up in all this. Trev was easy to like. I was starting to think he might be easier to love. Even if our parents weren’t getting married, Trev didn’t want a relationship. He was a player. At some point, he’d want to fuck other girls, and I was going to have to deal with it.
Trev rolled me onto my back and hovered over me. His hair was all mussed, and his eyes were hooded from just waking up. My heart beat faster in my chest, just looking up at him. Yep, I was in trouble.
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours, Lollipop?” he asked, shifting so that I could feel his erection on my hip.
“That as nice as that sounds, I don’t think it will work,” I told him.
He frowned and brushed a curl from my cheek. “You getting tired of me already?”
I laughed. He was so far off; it was funny. A grin tugged at his lips as he watched me.
“Come on, Lollipop. It’ll work. We get along. You like me, right? We have fun together.”
I nodded. “Yes to all those things. But sex can get tricky after a while.”
His thumb ran along my bottom lip. “How’s that?” he asked in a husky voice.
“Well, I can’t promise you that when you have sex with someone else, I’ll take it well. I will try not to get jealous, but I don’t know yet. And long-term, that could be a real issue.”
A slow grin spread across his lips. “Jealous, huh?”
I slapped his arm. “It’s not funny. I am serious.”
“I’m serious too,” he assured me. “Do you seriously think I am going to have the energy to fuck someone else? You’ve been keeping my cock pretty damn busy.”
I winced. “I’m sorry.”
“Whoa. No sorrys. That wasn’t a complaint. My cock is available and ready for you anytime you want it. I like that my Lollipop is a nympho.”
I shoved against his chest to get him off me, but he laughed, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head. My breathing quickened. I liked being held down. His eyes studied me, then dropped to my chest.
“This turns you on,” he said, looking back up at me.
I tried to scowl at him. “According to you, I’m in a constant state of arousal.”
He smirked. “And I said, I like it. I fucking love it.” His hand pushed between my thighs as he checked my entrance with his finger while he continued holding my wrists with his other hand. “So wet already.”
“Mmm,” was all I could say as he began to play with me.
“You sleep in my bed and give me this pussy like you’ve been doing, and, Lollipop, I won’t need other girls.”
I shook my head. “Don’t say that. You think it now, but that’ll change.”
He shoved two fingers inside me. “I’ve had a lot of pussy,” he said through his teeth. His fingers tightening on my wrists. “None have been this fucking good. I just want you on my cock.”
He began to pump his fingers in and out of me. I couldn’t argue when he was doing this. I’d talk about it later.
“Oh, that’s good,” I panted.
“I got something better,” he said in a raspy voice as he moved over me.