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Anything to help ease the pain of his loss.
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Countless drinks later, Emma had lost all sense of time. Her body buzzed with warm tingles. Her vision was fuzzy and her sense of balance all but gone. She belted out the lyrics to “Zipper” by Jason Derulo, which was blasting through Link’s sound system, laughing as they danced around his living room. He sang, his deep voice soaring over the higher notes.
God, was there anything sexier than a man who could sing? Bolts of lust shot directly to her core. She reveled in anything to distract her from the pain of losing her papa, seeking out the fire that would surely burn her rather than the emotional pain of grief.
He stumbled, bringing his body closer to hers. Her breath caught. His glazed, bloodshot eyes glued to hers as his voice dropped an octave. She swallowed, and he licked his lips. Her urge to kiss him rose as his hands lowered to her waist.
She moved to the beat as the song changed. “Crazy in Love” by Sofia Karlberg poured through the speakers. She sang the lyrics, telling him everything she’d held in for years. His eyes darkened even more with intent and focused on her mouth. Was that desire sparking in them? Or was that tequila and wishful thinking? Did he feel the same as she did? Was that why he’d pushed her away for so long?
“Link?”
He didn’t answer her, his eyes half-closed, staring at her mouth like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
He feels this too. She shouldn’t—couldn’t. He was her stepbrother. But it was too hard to resist when she was desperate to feel. She leaned on tiptoes and ran her lips over his gently. The connection was like a bolt of lightning shocking her system. How many years had she fantasized about doing this? All her wildest imaginings fell short of just how powerful the energy pulsing between them was.
Link sucked in a gasp, as if too stunned to kiss her back.
Did I just fuck up?
He growled, grabbing the back of her neck as she stumbled towards the couch. He spun her around and pushed her onto the cushion before settling his weight over her. His tongue parted her lips. He tasted like bourbon and every fantasy she’d had come to life. Tightening his grip on her hip, he thrust against her. His hard arousal poked her belly.
She moaned. Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? The room spun.
Emma raked her teeth along his bottom lip. Link threaded his fingers through her hair, tugging the back of it, sending daggers of delicious pain through her.
“Fuck.” Link pulled away, his lips glistening.
“Yes. Fuck me.” The words spilled out in her haze.
He seemed to be at war with himself, hesitating.
Would he pull away and say this was all a mistake? Or would he give in to this magnetic attraction between them? It was time to put it all out there.
Looking him in the eyes, she did something she never had and made herself vulnerable. “Please?”
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Emma
Link’s mouth crashed onto Emma’s. Desire flooded her every cell. Pent-up need encompassed her in a hurricane of lust. She leaned against him, sending them tumbling over the edge of the couch to the ground. He grunted but never broke the kiss, as she climbed on top of him. After whipping her shirt off, she paused, taking the moment in. She savored the way his eyes burned with want for her. She slipped the black lace bra down her arms and tossed it.
“Fuck, your tits are perfect.” Link reached and pinched her pink nipple before sitting up to take it in his mouth.
“Mmmmm.” Emma held his head against her as he sucked and nipped, tugged and kneaded the soft flesh. She ground into him as his mouth continued its assault on her senses. Needing more, she cursed the layers of clothes between them.
After stumbling off him, she unbuttoned her jeans and tried to pull them from her. Why did skinny jeans have to be so hard to take off?
Crash!
The music abruptly stopped.
“Shit!” She laughed, taking in the fallen lamp on the floor and the unplugged stereo system. The only light left came from a small lamp in the other corner of the room.
Cool air rushed across her naked skin as he tore the pants the rest of the way off her. A flood of heat spiraled from her core to every extremity at the show of force. Wetness seeped from her pussy as his nose skimmed her inner thigh, breathing her in.
Why was that so sexy? Rough, calloused hands spread her wide. Chills raced across her skin, blooming into a wildfire of need. Anticipation wound around her like a thick fog as her core clenched.
