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Shivers roll through me as I close my eyes and think of the feel of his fingers, the dirty words from his lips. Then, just as quickly, I think of Carter.
And of Arianna.
Could what I have with Jack leave me without my brother and my best friend? Is there a way through this that won’t leave a dumpster fire of damage to the other two relationships that mean everything to me?
Being impulsive has never been my way. Since I was little, my mother controlled nearly everything in my life. Then, when she decided it was her turn to be wild and free, Carter took over that role. Today I threw everything I knew into the wind and I feel more settled than ever before, and at the same time I feel adrift, like I have no idea what’s happening in my life.
I’m stuck between the three people I love. Choosing the one I want may mean losing the others, but choosing two, my brother and Arianna, means I won’t have Jack. And that thought leaves me cold and more lost than I’ve ever felt in my life.
The sound of the water shutting off brings me back to the moment. Jack comes out, toweling his body, and I nearly double over when I take a long look at the hard protrusion leading the way. I want more of him. What he gave me will never be enough, it’s only fueled the forbidden fire and I am powerless to put it out.
He tosses the towel back into the open door of the steamy bathroom, then steps toward the bed, grabbing the sheets and yanking them clean away. His eyes graze over me, a low growl vibrating in his throat as I watch his brow draw tight as little drops of shimmering liquid seep from the tip of his erection.
Jack licks his lips as I turn onto my back, gazing up. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve beat off thinking about you?”
I shake my head, looking at the way his jaw muscle moves under the skin, the way his nostrils flare like a beast ready to strike. “How many?”
“I’ll show you.” He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out a leather-bound sort of journal-looking book. “I wasn’t joking when I said I kept track.”
He hands it my way as I shiver, my nipples drawing so tight it hurts. The world feels like it’s moving, like I’m in a ship in rough seas, swaying and trying to focus on a point on the horizon to keep from losing my way in the storm
“Read some.” He leans down, his lips on my ear. “I want you to know what you’ve done to me. You’ve wrecked me, Layla. Now, it’s my turn to wreck you.”
I open the book to a random page as Jack’s heated breath moves down my chest. “How many of these do you have?” I flip to the back seeing all the pages full, looking wide-eyed at the obsessed father of my best friend. I see the black ink on the thick creamy paper and try to focus as my skin prickles and tingles, shivering as he runs the scruff of his chin down my soft belly.
“Not sure. Probably twenty, thirty? All full, except the last one, I’m still filling it up…”
I whimper into the ceiling as he moves his massive body so he’s laying face down between my legs.
“Read,” he orders, his eyes tense and hungry, voice flat and commanding. “I’m going to taste heaven while you read my sick fantasies back to me.”
“God…”
I press my head back into the pillow, the book in front of my face, wondering how I’m going to be able to read if he’s about to do what I think he’s going to do.
“God has nothing to do with this pussy. This is the devil’s work. I’d sell my soul to know I’ve made you happy, Layla.”
I moan as he shoves his face into my pussy, practically roaring as his tongue enters me in one hard push.
Trying to focus is hard, the words seeming blurry on the page, but I want to do as I’m told, I want to know what he’s been fantasizing about me for all these years.
“Fuck, today I know hell is my destination,” I read. “Hell is my home. I can’t have the only girl in the world that’s ever made me feel this. I’m filthy for her. I want to cradle her against my chest and at the same time, fuck her so sore every goddamn day she can barely walk. Speaking of barely, she’s barely fucking legal. She’s wrecking me. Fucking wrecking me. But that doesn’t matter, I can’t stop…it’s one hundred and fourteen times now I’ve jerked off thinking of only her…twenty days since I met the girl of my dreams. The girl I can never have. My best friend’s sister.”
