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"Yeah, but then you took my place, Jay. I didn't ask you to. You did it willingly. You made a deal with our parents, and if you go back on it..." She trailed off, but she didn't need to finish it; I knew what would happen.
I'd taken her place to marry into the Moretti family because Bella's brother was a cruel, disgusting man. I didn't want him to touch my sister, and I had no intention of ever falling for anyone. Until I did.
But nothing had changed.
"You can't hold that over my head, Jay."
"I'm not." I sighed, my gaze and tone softening. "I promise." My eyes flashed to the door and then back to Bri. Staring at my sister's face for a long moment, I realized this wasn't me. Who I'd become with Sadie wasn't me. I didn't know that person. I didn't know when I'd lost myself, but I had. My future was already planned, and there was no room for Sadie in it.
Maybe Sadie had reminded me of my sister, and I felt a need to protect her, but that wasn't my responsibility, not that she'd ever asked me for anything. I had to get this back on track. I had to make this right.
"I need you to crash at KJ's tonight. I need to take care of something."
"What are you going to do?" she said, her brows pinched.
I shook my head. "Say your goodbyes to Sadie on your way out."
"Jay," she whispered. I shook my head and pointed to the door.
I was going to do what I should have done to begin with. Get my fill of her and make her hate me.
* * *
Sadie stood silently in the living room directly in front of me, her questioning gaze locked on me. Carter picked up Bri to drop her off at KJ's about two minutes earlier, and I had about thirty minutes before KJ would be there to get Sadie.
The purpose was to keep Sadie and Bri apart. I couldn't let Bri tell her side of the story—the story where she admits to Sadie that I was in love with her. Sadie couldn't know because she wouldn't leave and never come back.
"Bri said her goodbyes like I'd never see her again," Sadie said, confusion twisting her facial features. I didn't respond. "What's going on, Jayden?" I could hear the desperation and fear wrapped tightly in her tone, and it made my chest clench. Her chest rose and fell with deep, slow breaths, and she searched my face for answers. She wouldn't get any.
My chest tightened, and it hurt knowing what I was about to do—knowing I was about to break her so bad that she would never want to see or speak to me again.
I had to let her go.
It was the way it had to be. This was always the plan until she showed up and literally flipped my world upside down with her innocent, feisty, and so fucking hot self. This wasn't part of her plan either, but I'd forced myself into her life and refused to leave, but I never expected this. I never expected to be so insanely in love with her that I was willing to throw my sister to the wolves to have Sadie forever.
I wish it were as easy as telling her to leave and never come back, but I knew I'd never be able to stay away from her unless she forced me to. This was the only way. I needed her to hate me.
"Jayden." She scowled. I took a step forward, and she took a step back, repeating the motions until the backs of her legs bumped into the couch.
Reaching back, I ripped off my shirt and waited for her to do the same. Confusion covered her face as her gaze stayed locked on mine. It took her a long minute to realize what I wanted, but she repeated my actions pulling off her shirt and dropping it to the floor. I dropped my pants to the floor, leaning down to shove them to the side. I slid my fingertips up her calves, gripping her behind the knees. She yelped when I pulled her knees out from under her, and she crashed onto the couch.
I hooked a finger into the sides of her leggings and panties, ripping them off and tossing them to the floor.
My gaze raked over her naked body, trailing over every inch of her, storing it in my memory. "Spread your fucking legs." She didn't hesitate to do what I told her. My eyes zeroed in on her pussy. She was so fucking wet for me that she was glistening. I sank to my knees. If this was going to be the last time I touched her, I would savor every last drop of her.
Curling my fingers into her thighs, I dropped my head as the tip of my nose skimmed the length of her wet pussy. "Fuck," I groaned as my hands gripped her thighs tighter, spreading her wider. My tongue flicked out, striking her clit. Her entire body bucked forward. My teeth clamped down, sucking her tender flesh into my mouth.
"Jayden," she cried, her hands sliding into my hair. Fuck, I wanted to see her come. I wanted to see her fall apart, but I couldn't. It was time to finish this like it should have started.
Ignoring her pleas, I continued torturing her with my mouth and tongue. She whimpered whenever I brought her to the edge and stopped before starting over again. "Fuck, Jayden," she growled. I could feel her frustration level rising when I stopped again. "What the fuck?" Her hand tangled tight in my hair as she bucked her hips forward and thrust her pussy hard against my face.
It was time to end this.
I pulled out of her grasp and fisted my cock, nudging her entrance.
"Fuck me," she ordered, and I did. My hips snapped forward with one powerful hard thrust. My hands curled around her waist, holding her in place as I pounded into her, pumping in and out, each brutal stroke more vicious than the last.
Her back arched, and her lips parted, and I knew it was almost over.
