Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“I love you too, heathen. I wish life were different.” My eyes skate over to a couple making out near us. “I wish we had that. Open, free love.”
She shakes her head. “I want us. This is enough. What we have is more than enough. I feel lucky we’re even allowed that.”
I stroke her back. “Now that she’s home, I don’t know how many free moments we’ll get.”
She frowns and nods. “I know. We’ll find ways. Once I graduate, we’ll figure something out.”
“I’ll spend the entire summer here. Every minute will be with you.”
This earns me a beautiful smile. “Come to my room tonight after they go to bed. We can be quiet.”
I sneak my hand to her ass and give it a quick squeeze. “You usually scream when I have my cock inside your tiny cunt. It sounds like a bad idea.” I wink at her.
She bites her bottom lip and quirks a brow at me. “You could always put something in my mouth to keep me quiet.” Then, she purposely rubs her body against my aching cock. “I could be quiet for you.”
Lowering my lips to her ear, I tongue her lobe before whispering, “You’re a bad girl, Rylie Hale.”
“Your bad girl.”
For the rest of the night, I can’t get the image of silencing my little sister’s moans with my fat cock out of my head. Bad, bad girl. I love her, especially when she’s bad.
Rylie
My mind is a mess. Not the usual dark and confusing mess. This mess makes perfect sense because Hudson and I are at the center of it. Every thought is of him. The way he makes me feel both emotionally and physically.
“I hope Hudson drives carefully,” Aunt Becky says. “The rain is terrible.”
I stare out the front windshield as the wipers swipe back and forth frantically. He left early this morning because he has a class this afternoon. Saturday night was fun dancing with him and then Sunday we spent the day watching movies with our aunt and uncle. It was almost as if Aunt Becky knew we wanted to be alone together because she tried to fill up every second by hanging out with us. Thankfully, Hudson did as promised both nights and snuck into my room. We made love many times and as dawn would peek over the horizon, he’d sneak back down to the basement.
I miss him already and he only left a few hours ago.
“He’s a good driver and will call us when he gets back,” I tell her firmly. I won’t allow my mind to get cluttered with images of losing him. He’s mine and he’s not going anywhere.
As soon as Aunt Becky parks in front of Dr. Livingston’s office, I’m irrationally angry. I don’t want to come here anymore. I would have thrown a fit and told her I wasn’t coming, but Hudson is the one who asked me to go. He was diligent about making me take my medicine all weekend too. I’d like to think I’d be fine, but the way he worries over me melts my heart. I’m doing this for him, not her.
“What? No sigh today?” Aunt Becky teases when she shuts off the car.
I shrug. “It is what it is. Just ready to get this over with so I can go to school.”
“School? Since when?” She laughs.
“Since there became an end in sight.”
She reaches over and clutches my hand. “I can’t believe you’re graduating from high school already. Two more weeks and you’ll be all grown up. Rylie?”
“Yeah?”
“Just because you don’t want to go to college, you’re still welcome to stay as long as you like. I don’t ever want you to feel like you’re pressured to leave our house. You’ve always got a home with us.”
I smile at her but don’t tell her my home is with Hudson. “Thanks.”
She lets go of my hand and we run through the rain into the clinic. Once I’m settled in a room, alone, I pull out my phone.
Me: I know you’re still driving. Be careful. Love you, big brother.
We discussed that our texts can’t reveal anything about our relationship in case anyone ever gets a hold of them. It’s hard not to say more than what I want, but I can save that for our phone calls.
Hudson: I stopped at McDonalds. So far, so good. Wish I didn’t have to go back.
Me: Me too. Two weeks feels like forever. Are you coming to my graduation?
Hudson: I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
I grin as I reply.
Me: We need to plan our summer vacation now that Mom and Dad are no longer here.
Hudson: We will. Our traditions don’t die with them.
Me: The doctor is about to come in and then I’ll be off to school. Text me when you get there so I know you made it safely.