Page 56 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“That’s not what—”

“You don’t think I know it shouldn’t have happened, either?” I continue. “You don’t think I know I can’t take you home and say, ‘Here you go, Drew, here’s your little sister. I looked after her, she’s in one piece, but oh yeah, she’s full of my cum! We’re good though, yeah? Still mates? What’s a little betrayal and sibling fucking between friends?’”

“You’re gross.”

“Yeah?” I bark out an empty laugh. “Seems gross is what makes you come so hard you scream.”

“I can’t…” She holds a hand up. “I can’t do this with you.” She stalks away down the hall.

I should leave her be. Not fan the flames. But I’m already racing after her as I disregard all sense of reason.

“Mads.”

I catch up with her in the kitchen, reaching for her elbow. She whirls around. I expected fire in her eyes. Anger. But they’re shimmering with unconcealed lust.

“I don’t want you, Logan. Not then, not now, not ever,” she says, her chest rising and falling.

I step closer, dancing with the devil on my shoulder as I move into her space until her body heat rolls into mine.

“I haven’t fucking slept because I’ve been thinking about you. Why were you outside my bedroom door in the night?”

“I wasn’t.” Her cheeks flush.

“Liar.”

“I wasn’t coming to demand a replay if that’s what you’re thinking. I still hate you.”

A swell of arousal rushes to my dick as her eyes drop to my lips.

She’s thinking about when we kissed. She must be. How can she not think about it when it was like that moment on a rollercoaster as you reach the top of the highest drop. The ultimate thrill, the anticipation, and then the stomach lifting exhilaration when you roll over that peak.

And fall.

“I know you do. You hate me all the time. It’s like you have to say it out loud to remind yourself.”

“Shut up,” she snaps.

I move closer, logic and reason being blown out of my head as desire takes over. I’m a shit friend. I’m already going to hell. Does it make it worse if the betrayal is more than one time? I know the answer, but it doesn’t stop me from taking Maddy’s hand in mine and pressing it onto my rock-hard dick.

I dip my head until my lips graze her ear. “And yet you still do this to me. Imagine what would happen if you told me you like me.”

She stills, and I wait for her to rip her hand away. To slap me. To yell at me. To hammer some sense back into me. Because it all seems to desert me when she’s around.

But instead, she wraps her fingers around me as I grunt in response.

“Itoleratedyour dick last night, Logan. Don’t get it confused for anything else.”

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up and my cock swells with more urgency.

“Fuck,” I hiss as she slides her hand beneath the waistband of my joggers. When she wraps it around my dick again, skin to skin, I thicken more in her palm.

“Just tolerated it, that’s all,” she breathes.

Then she starts to jerk me off.

I fight not to fall back onto the tiled kitchen floor as I groan. Maddy stares at me, a mesmerized expression on her face, her brows pulling together in question like she isn’t the one controlling her hand. But she doesn’t stop. She slides it up, using her thumb to smear pre-cum around the crown, before sliding back down again.

She watches me the entire time, and faster than I expect, I’m tensing and groaning, my balls pulling close to my body with the need to come.

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