Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
I wished it never had to end.
I watched the carnival lights grow blurry in the sideview mirror as we left them behind. “Thank you so much for celebrating with me today,” I said. “That was so much fun.”
“You deserve to be celebrated.” He was silent for a moment, his eyes on the road. “And speaking of fun.”
“Yes?”
“Last night.”
My heart skipped like a flat stone over a still lake. “You had fun last night?”
“Fuck yeah, I did.”
“What did you do?” I studied his handsome profile, an amused smile on my face.
His mouth twitched as he glanced my way. “I was texting with this girl I know, and things got kind of hot.”
“Really?” I rested my elbow on my stomach and my chin on my knuckles. “Tell me about it.”
“Well, it’s a little tricky, because this girl, I’ve known her forever. She’s my little sister’s best friend, and she’s my friend too. But last night, I said some things to her that were borderline inappropriate.”
“Borderline inappropriate, oh dear.”
“I told her I think about her naked.”
“My, my.”
“I believe I mentioned wanting to hear her beg for my cock.”
I feigned clutching my pearls. “Heavens to Betsy!”
“And I may have let something slip about wanting to fuck her with my tongue.”
“Hmm. Well.” My blood was simmering. “Yes, I can see where that might have muddied the waters of friendship a bit.”
“Well, that’s only the first part of it.” He reached over and put his hand on my thigh, sliding it toward my crotch as he spoke. “Then I told her to lick her fingers and spread her legs. I told her to touch herself. Right here.” He rubbed me through my pants, sending that simmer toward a roiling boil. “I told her I wanted to make her come.”
I could barely breathe. “And what did she say?”
“She told me to call her.”
“Did you do it?”
“Yes. That’s where things got really crazy.” His fingertips were moving in slow circles that had my legs tingling.
I glanced out the window, thankful we were alone on this stretch of highway. “Crazy how?”
“I told her all these things I wanted to do to her. And she told me things she wanted to do to me.”
“Did she? Like what?” One of my hands gripped the edge of my seat. The other was flattened against the center console.
“She said she wanted to make me come with her mouth. She wanted to taste me dripping down her throat.”
“Oh,” I managed. Speaking was becoming a bit of a problem.
“It surprised me.” Dash took his hand away, and I closed my legs and pressed my hands between my knees. “I don’t really know her like that.”
“Do you want to?”
“Of course I want to. I’d like to take her home right now and learn everything about her. The way she tastes. The way she sounds. The way she moves.” He exhaled. “But I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Number one, she’d get fired from her job, and it would be all my fault. Number two, it might ruin our new friendship, which is not a thing I want to do. Number three, I’m supposed to be here in Cherry Tree Harbor working on myself, so the universe will think I’m worthy of its gifts. I’m not sure abducting my sister’s best friend so I can fuck her with my tongue will help to purify my soul.”
Arousal fluttered between my legs, and I squeezed my thighs together, craving the pressure. “Probably not.”
“I mean, it would be fun, don’t get me wrong. But there’s definitely a cost.”
“Several costs,” I said. “Her job, your friendship, the purity of your soul. It’s all at risk.”
“True.” He glanced at me, his mouth curving into a grin that made me want to tell him to pull over and climb into the backseat so we could ruin our friendship here and now, hard and fast. “Although I am not feeling particularly pure right now.”
“No?”
“No.” His eyes were on the road again. “I want to do very bad things to you, Sugar.”
My core muscles contracted involuntarily. “Dash.”
“Hm?”
“Better not come up to the bar tonight.”
“You trying to get rid of me?”
“I’m trying to save your soul.”
TEN
dash
I dropped Ari off at her house and watched her hurry inside. The urge to follow her had my hands gripping the wheel hard, but I knew she was already late for work, and if I went into that house, she wasn’t leaving again until I got my fill.
Which would take a while.
Back at the house, I let Fritz out, refilled his food and water, and pondered what to do with myself the rest of the night. What I wanted to do was go sit at the bar at Buckley’s Pub and flirt with Ari. Make her laugh. Drive her a little crazy. Take her home at the end of the night.
Would it have terrible consequences?
I loved how things were and didn’t want them to change. I just wanted to see her lips around my cock. Fuck her ten different ways. Ruin her for all other men.