Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
"Give me more, Sir." I'm hungry now. No, ravenous. I want more of him. I want him to give me everything. "Give me your cum. Cum on my pussy. Cum on my clit, Sir. Please, just fucking please, let me have your cum, Sir."
"What a thirsty little slut." He smiles menacingly, wiping his dripping cock on my eager snatch. "And it's so fucking tempting. If I didn't have plans for you, I'd be tempted to give you your little wish."
"P-Plans?" I whisper. "What p-plans?"
"You'll find out," he replies easily. "But tonight, I just wanted to tease you. To get you to admit how happy you are that I came back for you."
I flush fiercely, part of me hating this and another loving the side of me only Nox can bring out.
"Are you happy I came back?" he asks, and I find myself nodding. "Do you want me to sleep on the sofa tonight?"
At this, I shake my head, desperately reaching out and gripping his wrists in my arms. "Please, here..."
"Here with you? In your bed? So close you can feel my fucking cock pressing against your tight little ass while you sleep?"
I swallow thickly, nodding without saying another word.
"Okay, Dove." He smirks. "I'll give you what you want."
He lets go of my legs, throws my panties at me, tells me to put them on, that it’ll be too distracting to sleep next to me naked. I do as he says, so grateful for his presence as he lies down beside me. He pulls me against him, wrapping me up in his arms and inhaling the scent of my hair.
"Sleep," he mutters in my ear. "Sleep, Dove."
"I can't," I whisper.
"Why not? Because of me?"
I shake my head. Suddenly the reality of everything that's happened hits me fucking hard. The moment Nox stops distracting me with our bodies, I'm hit with memories. Thoughts. Words he said to me. Things he told me. How he took care of me. How much he loved me. More than anyone else. He was the only one who took the time to make sure I ate. But he's gone. I feel it in my bones.
"I miss him."
"Sam?"
I shake my head, feeling guilty as fuck.
"Robin?"
I narrow my eyes, looking up at Nox. "How do you know about Robin?"
Chapter 24
Nox
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I have to be careful now, or I'm going to get caught in this fucking lie. And it's too soon. I don't want her to find out what I did to her brother. Not now, not ever. I fucking slipped, and if I'm not careful, it's all going to come crashing down on me like a ton of shit.
"I..." I struggle to find the words, my mind screaming at me to hurry the fuck up and think of something before little bird suspects something's seriously off here.
"How, Nox?" She sits up in bed, and when I reach for her, she slaps my hand away. "Answer me."
Fuck. I'll have to confess at least part of what I've done. I can't lie to her, but I can't tell her the whole truth either. I swallow thickly, hoping she can't see my guilty fucking expression in the darkened room.
"The truth is, Dove..."
I killed him.
I killed your brother. I killed him in cold fucking blood. I did this, it's my fucking fault you're alone… I did I did it I did I did it I killed him killed killed killed I'm a killer I'm a killer a murderer it's my fucking FAULT!
"I've been keeping tabs on you."
"What the fuck's that supposed to mean?" She narrows her eyes at me.
I laugh, trying to make a joke out of the situation. Trying to distract her. Trying to do any-fucking-thing to get her to stop thinking about Robin and what happened to him. "Ever since that shit went down in Hawaii... I've been keeping an eye on you."
"Explain," she barks at me. "I don't understand what you're saying, but if it's what I think it is..."
"It means I've been... watching you." I know this won't end well, but it's the most I can give her. "Making sure everything was okay."
I reach out for her, but she shrinks away from me, a look of disgust in her pretty eyes illuminated by the moonlight. "You've been stalking me?"
"If you want to call it that."
"Yes, I do," she replies. "Because that's what it is. How long has this been going on for, Parker?"
"It's Nox," I remind her.
"No." She pushes the duvet off, getting up and crossing her arms in front of her body. "It's Parker. Stop fucking lying to me and yourself. Just tell the truth for once in your sorry fucking life."
"Why are you getting so upset?" I grunt. "I didn't touch you..." Well, that's technically a lie, but Dove doesn't need to know that, at least not right now.