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Sienna places her index finger under my chin and lifts my head up, so that I’m staring at her face. There’s a coy smirk on her lips — shameless and insincere.
Her thumb brushes along the length of my jaw. “You’re right, I am not your mother.”
Sienna leans down, bringing her lips closer to mine. I feel her breath on my skin as she whispers suggestively, “But that’s the thing, whatever I feel for you is most definitely not motherly, Colton.”
My skin crawls, but I don’t push her away. I know her game now. I know what she likes and the sadism that she craves.
Sienna Bennett is a master manipulator.
Too bad I didn’t recognize it earlier, before I had already fallen into her trap.
She forces me back onto the bed, until I’m leaning against the headboard. She removes her silk robe, letting it drop to the floor before moving onto the bed to straddle me. Her hand flattens on my chest, before moving lower to my abdomen. Her nightgown has ridden up, and I clasp her bare thighs.
“Get on with it,” I demand impatiently.
The faster she’s done, the sooner I can get some fucking sleep.
Her nails dig into my abs, and her smirk widens when I suck in a breath. Sienna leans forward, her lips brushing against my throat before she nips my earlobe. She rolls her hips in circular motion, creating friction between us, and my dick hardens of its own accord.
A piece of my heart chips away.
I don’t like not being in control, and the only time when I’m ever not in control is with Sienna. Her closeness makes me dizzy, and definitely not in a good way.
“Tell me something,” she purrs in my ear. I hate her voice. I hate how high and squeaky it is. She tries so hard to make herself sound sweet and seductive, but it’s all so fake and unpleasant. “Did you try to send Cole away because you were jealous that I was starting to pay attention to him?”
My body tenses. “What do you mean?”
She nips my earlobe again and I hide my flinch. Nothing about her touch is pleasing, yet somehow, my dick responses. Fuck.
“You don’t seem to like it when I’m talking to him,” she says. “You always have that grumpy look on your face. Are you feeling jealous, Colton? Jealous of your own twin?”
Yes, I don’t fucking like it when you’re talking to my brother.
No, not because I’m jealous.
But because I don’t want you to sink your ugly, damning claws into his innocent soul.
My fingers tighten around her thighs, in both disgust and anger. With hate. But she gladly misunderstands it for possessiveness. “You’re right. I don’t want him anywhere near you,” I tell her. My voice is gravelly and I fake the huskiness in my tone.
Sienna chuckles and my flesh crawls. I hate her laugh — it’s like pouring acid into my ears. “I never pegged you to be a territorial guy,” she purrs again. “But then again, they say you never forget your first.”
Sienna takes great pride in being my first. She thinks it’s some kind of major accomplishment in her life. A pretty trophy she won. I guess in some ways she has come out as a winner. My father barely pays her attention, except when he needs a wife to show off on his arm. But that doesn’t matter to Sienna.
She’s got a rich husband.
And her husband’s son in her bed — a young, virile stud, as she likes to call me.
For her, that’s a double-fucking-win.
“Anyway, you’re the hotter twin.” Her lips touch my throat. “And definitely a better lover than your father. You’ve got a bigger dick too.”
I inhale, taking in a lungful of oxygen.
I breathe.
And I breathe again.
I remind myself that I’m the older twin.
