Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“Why?” he asks in a soft serious tone. “We’re meant for each other, Becca. We’re soul mates. I can feel it. I felt it the second I saw you. The lightning strike my grandmother always talked about when she first saw my grandfather. That’s what it was like when I saw you walking down the beach. Like I was struck to my core by your presence. That’s never happened to me before. I’m not ignoring fate. I’m not going to let you go.”
I moan as I lean into him, wanting to feel his lips on me once again. I felt that strike too. Right in my heart. Right in my soul. It was like fate or the universe or something was telling us that this was something special.
“Think of our parents,” I say as his hands slide up to my cheeks. “We can’t ruin this for them.”
“When has love ever ruined anything for anyone?” he asks as he leans down and gently presses his lips to mine. I moan and my legs go all wobbly when I taste his soft delicious mouth. “They told us to get along.”
“Not like this,” I say as my cheeks heat up.
“I need you,” he says with a pained look on his face. “So fucking badly, Becca. You know we’re going to be together forever. All you’re doing is delaying the inevitable.”
My eyes drift to the side when I feel someone looking at me.
It’s Naomi. She’s staring at us with her mouth hanging open, probably thinking that I’m some sort of perverted sexual deviant for making out with my stepbrother.
The worst part is, she’s right.
“I want to go,” I say and then I head for the door.
Ollie follows closely and even though I’m mortified that I just got caught kissing my stepbrother, I’m still glad that he’s close by.
“What’s wrong?” he asks when we’re outside.
“Everything,” I say as I charge down the street toward where we’re parked. “I just need to get home. I just need to think.”
“I thought you were having fun,” he says, looking devastated that I’m so upset.
“I was. I am. I just… Can you take me home, please? No more kissing. No more anything. I just need to wrap my head around everything.”
He looks at me with a patient loving look and I can tell with that look in his eyes that he would wait forever for me.
“Okay,” he says in a gentle tone. “Let’s get you home.”
I’m such an idiot. I ruined everything.
But I can’t quite figure out what I’m more upset about ruining—ruining my father’s new family or ruining things with Ollie.
I’m lying in this huge comfy bed, staring at the ceiling with my brain spinning.
I’ll never fall asleep. I’m too tuned up. My body is on full alert.
So, when I hear the splash in the pool, I dart up to a seated position.
It’s three o’clock in the morning, who the hell is swimming now?
I slide out of bed and quietly creep to the window. The pool lights are on, lighting up the whole area in a gorgeous turquoise glow. It looks like some kind of dreamworld with the light of the full moon shining off the ocean and the bright stars in the sky.
It’s a stunning scene, but I ignore all of it, focusing on Ollie instead. Those big tattooed arms are cutting through the water as he swims a lap and then disappears under the surface.
I guess he can sleep as well as I can.
How the hell are we supposed to navigate this? What are we supposed to do?
I watch him through the curtains as he swims over to the edge of the infinity pool and gazes out at the ocean. Is he thinking of me? I’m dying to know.
Eventually, he gets out of the pool and I gasp when I see that he’s skinny dipping. Water runs down his big V-shaped back and onto his bare ass that’s as hard and muscular as the rest of his body.
My pussy starts to throb as I watch him. I’m aching all over.
I slide my hand into my pajama bottoms and gasp when I discover how wet I am. I’m soaked.
He turns around and I nearly faint when I see his long thick cock hanging between his muscular thighs. It’s terrifying and enticing at the same time. I can’t look away.
My fingertips start rubbing hard tight circles on my engorged clit as I watch him walk over to the table. It’s the first cock I’ve seen in real life and I can’t seem to look away. It’s got me mesmerized as I watch it swaying with every step. It’s already huge. Is it going to get even bigger?
A strong urge to open these doors and go to him to find out for myself hits me, but I push it back down and rub my pussy harder instead.