Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
I expect Lincoln to get mad but instead he just smiles and shoves my face away, pushing me back into the chair. “You may not be a virgin, but you will bleed for me on your wedding night when I cut his fucking name off your back. I’ll mail it to him in a baggie. It’ll be my wedding gift to him after he makes Amelia his wife.”
Not sure why Linc would do that, Sin won’t give a fuck about it. But I’m not going to tell him that. Lincoln can figure it out on his own.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
SIN
I STAND IN the formal dining room, my hands stuffed into the front pockets of my slacks. I’m looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows when I see the headlights coming down the driveway. I walk into the grand foyer and yank both doors open, stepping out onto the porch in the cool night. The car comes to a stop, and I make my way to the passenger side door. Ripping it open, I see Chance step out of the driver side.
“She’s out,” he says in greeting.
My eyes drop to Elli who is slumped in the passenger seat, still wearing her evening gown from their engagement party.
Leaning over, I unfasten her seat belt and pull her into my arms, I carry her inside the house and to the master suite. Lying her in bed, I turn to see Becks standing in the doorway. “Get the fuck out of this house,” I growl, going to throw him out if he refuses to leave.
He places his hands on my chest. “Sin.” He sighs. “I’m sorry.”
I grab his button-up and drag him to the front doors where I shove him outside. He almost trips on the porch. “What the fuck, man?” he barks.
“Stay the fuck away from her until the wedding.” I slam the doors in his face.
Making my way back to the room, she’s where I left her. Lying on her back, arms out and head tilted to the side. The hem of her dress has ridden up to expose her thigh.
I walk over, grab the material, and rip it down the center, exposing her chest to me. Then I remove my shirt, shove my pants down my legs, and kick off my shoes before removing my socks. I crawl on the bed to sit between her legs.
My hand drops to her cunt and I run two fingers over it. She’s not wet. Spitting on my fingers, I run them over her a couple of times before I push them inside her, getting her pussy ready for my cock.
I take myself in my hand and push inside her, my arms behind her knees spreading her wide and slamming my hips into hers. “I want you to be sore tomorrow,” I tell her, watching her breasts bounce from the force. “You won’t remember that I fucked you, but you’ll feel it.”
ELLINGTON
I BLINK, MY eyes heavy and dry. My hands come up to my face and I groan. Where am I? Sitting up, I look around the bright room and squint, the light too bright. I’m back at my house.
How did I get here?
My body aches. My pussy is sore, and it takes everything I have to get to my feet. I manage to wobble to the bathroom, and it hurts when I wipe after I use the restroom. What did I do last night? I don’t remember much after Linc came and visited me.
I slip on a T-shirt and a pair of underwear since I’m naked and then make my way to the kitchen. My mouth is dry, I’m dying of thirst.
Walking through the living room, I push my tangled hair from my face and enter the kitchen. I stop dead in my tracks when I see Sin leaning up against the island and Corbin next to him.
“There she is.” Corbin notices me first.
My eyes are on Sin. Blood rushes in my ears as his eyes drop to my bare legs and slowly run up over the T-shirt that barely covers my pussy.
I take a step back and turn around, only to find Jayce walking toward me. Stepping to the side, he walks right past and enters the kitchen, tossing his backpack on the counter. “It’s all there.”
Sin pushes off the island and nods to me. “Grab her.”
I go to run but Corbin grabs me and drags me into the kitchen, picking me up off my feet as I kick them out, trying to get myself free. It’s useless. He places me on my bare feet and grabs a hold of my hair, holding me in place.
“You should be more careful what you choose to swallow,” Sin finally speaks to me and my stomach drops.
Did Linc tell him what I did? That I willingly opened my mouth and let him fuck me to save Sin from the Lords? Fuck, I hope not. I’d rather him think I begged Linc to fuck my mouth than let him know I did it for him.