Camden Dante snorts. “No, not really. It was hard. It’s hard to change, Camden. But it was worth it. I did it for Mia and for our little girl.”“When’s she due?” I ask.“Soon,” he says. “Any day. I worry myself sick thinking about Mia going through labor.”I swallow hard. I hadn’t thought about that, not yet. It’s like the baby is just some possibility, some future problem. I hadn’t thought about all the pain that Kendall will have to go through. I think about the scar on her face, how angry that scar makes me.Not because it makes her less beautiful. Because Marco Barone had been the cause of it. Been the cause of her pain and trauma.I hate him, and I want to take him out. That’s why I need Angelo, and that’s why I need Dante to give me the location. At least he’s finally agreed to it.“I don’t know if I can do it,” I admit.“Do what? Go after Marco?” Dante asks.I shake my head. “That, I can do. I mean about changing. About being a different man for Kendall.”“You can do that, too
KendallI’m full and tired by the time dinner is over, and I go to lie down for a few minutes. It’s still early, but I fall asleep nevertheless.I wake up late at night. Looking at my phone I notice that it’s two in the morning. Someone is banging on the door and I squint at the doorway.“Come in,” I call, and Camden all but falls into the room, stumbling toward the bed.“Are you going to see anyone else?” he asks, his words slurred, and I just stare at him, sitting up in bed with the duvet still over my body.“What the hell are you talking about?” I ask. “You’re drunk.”“So?” he asks, walking over and climbing onto the bed clumsily, plopping down beside me on top of the duvet.“So, you don’t know what you’re saying,” I say, looking over at him and fighting a laugh. His dark hair is falling into his face, his shirt half unbuttoned, showing bronze flesh in between. He smells like whiskey. “Have you been drinking all day?”“I am stressed,” he says. “You’re having my baby and you’re goin
Kendall He takes my ankles in his hands, slides them across his shoulder blades so that he can press his mouth closer against me, latch around my clit, sucking so hard I see stars.“Oh, my god,” I gasp.“Not god,” he says sharply. “Say my name, principessa.”“Camden,” I manage, trying to breathe. “Camden, please...”I trail off, still having some dignity, enough to be slightly embarrassed that I’m begging him.“Please what, principessa?”“Please make me come again,” I whisper, and he doesn’t waste any time, suckling on my clit and pumping his fingers still inside me.I shudder all over when I come a third time, and then he removes his fingers, getting up on his knees and fumbling with his pants before shoving them down and freeing himself.I’m so blissed out I can barely move but it turns out that I don’t have to. Camden flips me over onto my stomach, spreading my thighs with one of his.“Ready, principessa?” he asks, and I’m not sure I am. I don’t know if I can come again without ex
CamdenI’m hungover as hell when I wake up in Kendall’s bed, and I barely remember the night before. I know that I should stay in bed with her, wait until she wakes up, but I can’t remember what I said to her.I know it must have been something stupid, because of the way I was feeling when I left Dante’s office.My head was spinning and I felt like I needed to see her, needed her viscerally, the way you need food or water to survive. I know that I said something that might hurt her later, when I tell her that I didn’t mean it.They say in vino veritas, which means in wine, there’s truth, but is that true? Did I mean whatever I said to her last night?Can I face her now?My plan is to play dumb, pretend like nothing ever happened.“When are we going back home?” Elora asks when I walk down to the kitchen. “I’m worried about Mama.”“I hired someone to help around the house and I’ve been calling her,” I defend, but I know that isn’t enough. Our mother won’t tell us when she’s not well, a
CamdenI swing by and pick up Angelo and he whistles when I open the duffel bag and show him the contents.“I’m keeping that automatic,” he says, and I snort out a laugh.“I figured.”“You don’t even have to pay me for this,” Angelo continues, hopping in the car as I shut the trunk. “I’ve been wanting to get rid of Marco Barone ever since he hit on my girlfriend.”I raise an eyebrow as I get in the car. “You don’t have a girlfriend.”“Not anymore,” he says mysteriously, and I don’t ask questions because Angelo wouldn’t tell me anyway. He keeps his personal life to himself, and I don’t blame him. In this lifestyle, it’s better to keep your mouth shut.We travel to the worst parts of the city, checking out the closest warehouse first. I’m pretty sure it’s not the one because it seems like a ghost town, and sure enough, there’s nothing but rats and mold in there.“How many of these are there?” Angelo complains.“Just three,” I answer.“Three?” he whines, always impatient, and I chuckle.
KendallAs soon as Camden leaves, I run upstairs to Elora’s room, banging wildly on the door.She comes to the door with her hair mussed and her eyes squinted since she hasn’t put in her contacts yet, glaring at me.“It’s seven in the goddamn morning, Kendall,” she complains, but then she sees the look on my face and stills. “What happened?”“Camden just left,” I babble. “He went after Marco.”Her green eyes widen. “Oh no, he fucking didn’t,” she curses, walking past me and running almost right into Dante. “How could you let him leave?”Dante shrugs. “I’m not his keeper.”“Don’t give me that,” she hisses. “You know going after Marco right now is suicide—”“Don’t claim to tell me what I know, Elora Andretti,” Dante says in a low voice, channeling his capo attitude, and I swallow hard.I don’t want Elora to get into trouble.“We’re just worried,” I explain, and Dante’s face softens.“I know, but you both know that Camden does what he wants. I couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to.”
Kendall I come to with Mia holding these awful smelling salts beneath my nose.“Camden,” I gasp, sitting up, and Mia struggles to her feet. She’s too pregnant to move quickly, but she does the best she can helping me up.“Go slow,” she warns, but her face is pale and I know something is wrong. I’m trying to remember what it is but passing out has made me so dizzy and fuzzy...Camden.I rush into the living room and Camden's on the couch, absolutely covered in blood. Dante and Angelo both have their hands on his back, holding pressure, and Jimmy Sawbones, the doctor to all the famiglia in the area, has just come in the door, rushing to the living room.I just stare at him, knowing that I’ll get in the way if I go over there.“Did you see the wound?” I ask Mia, and she slowly nods.“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I whisper.“It’s bad,” she agrees, and I feel faint again but I manage to keep consciousness, tears streaming down my face.“I can’t fix this,” Jimmy says almost immediately. “We have t
CamdenI dream of Kendall. I dream of her with her eyes puffy from sleep, with her nightie bunched up, how she writhes beneath me. I dream of her in that little bikini she wore at the safe house, looking up at me with wide brown eyes.I remember hitting Marco, beating him so thoroughly that his face was unrecognizable. I remember Angelo’s pale, drawn face as I looked up at him. I don’t remember being hurt. I don’t know where I am when I open my eyes, looking up at the ceiling.“Camden?” someone says, some sweet voice that I know deep in my heart, and I look over to see Kendall staring at me with wide brown eyes. “Oh my god, he’s waking up,” she chokes, and I reach out for her and there’s a stab of pain in my chest that makes my breath hitch in my throat.“Principessa,” I choke out, but my mouth is so dry that I can’t make more words. I clear my throat, and as if reading my mind, Kendall brings me a glass of water with a straw.I sip it gratefully. “What happened?” I croak.“You were
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- Everly I drop down onto him, letting every thick, throbbing inch of his cock plunge inside of me. I cry out when I feel him so deep inside, grinding into me as my legs clench around his waist. The gentle waves undulate around us, making us bob slightly with their motion. Jaxon slides me up his beautiful cock, teasing me with just the head inside, before he lets me sink right back down.His mouth drops to my neck, kissing and sucking and biting me softly as he starts to drive his big dick in and out of my quivering pussy. His mouth moves even lower, and when he uses his teeth to pull my bikini top away from one breast, exposing my pink, hardening nipple, I moan loudly.“Oh fuck, Jaxon,” I cling to him, letting the waves and his powerful arms bob me up and down every inch of him, feeling him grind deep inside. His mouth wraps around my nipple, his tongue teasing it and making me gasp as I hug him tightly and let the pleasure rolls through me.The setting sun catches sharply and glit
- EverlyWater teases over my feet, and I look up from my paperback to realize the tide has come in much more than I thought. I smile, letting the late afternoon sun warm my skin as it starts to set over the gorgeous big Pacific Ocean. My toes curl in the sand, and I breathe in the fresh air and sunshine.Suddenly, hands grab me from behind, and I shriek as my heart jumps into my throat before I hear that chuckle behind me“You dick!” I gasp, shaking my head at Jaxon — in just a perfectly fitting black bathing suit — as he plops down on the sand behind me. He grins that insanely gorgeous smile at me, sending a throb of heat into my core that takes my breath away. I try and slap at his chest for scaring me, but he just chuckles and wraps his arms around me, pulling me tight against him.“Someone lose track of time?”I nod. “Yeah. It’s a really good book.”“Learning anything good?”“Yeah, actually.”“Well, I hear the Kama Sutra is full of—”He laughs as I wriggle around and tackle him,
JaxonKen was still at the office, and I knew Catherine was at her usual “yoga” appointment, which just meant guzzling wine with her friends and getting trashed before two in the afternoon.Good. If either of them had been there, I’d have still gone through with the plan, but something told me it’d be easier for Everly if they weren’t. Plus, them not being here meant I could make her scream as loud as I wanted.She jumped into my arms the second we crossed the front door, and I groaned as my hands cupped her ass and lifted her into me. Her long legs wrapped tight around my waist, and our lips locked as I slammed the door shut and carried her up the stairs.We hurried into her bedroom, stumbling across the floor moaning into each other’s mouths before I tossed her on the bed. I grinned as I took a second to look around at her room — so pink and innocent, but so her. Pictures from magazines, and stupid celebrity crushes, and horoscopes tacked up everywhere. Posters from bands she loved,
He growled in frustration as I pulled away from him, but when I turned around and bent over his lap with my ass up in the air, his eyes burned fiercely. I took his hand, pulled a finger into my mouth and sucked it clean.“Fuck, Everly,” Jaxon groaned, his jaw grinding as he watched me be such a bad girl for him. I tugged his arm over, pushing his hand onto my back and pushing it further back, until he got the idea. His hand slid over my ass, grabbing it possessively as my fingers found his zipper.“You dirty fucking girl,” he groaned as I slipped my hand inside and curled it around his thickening cock. His own hand slid down over my ass, his fingers finding my pussy from behind like he had back in his office.“Says the man playing with his step-sister’s pussy,” I purred right back. Jaxon chuckled deeply, but when I pulled his cock free of his pants, he groaned.God he was so big. My jaw dropped seeing him again this close, stroking him slowly. I pumped my hand up and down his big cock
Yeah, we had to get out of there right the fuck then. I’d pushed it, fucking Everly across my desk with the damn office outside. If we stayed here, I couldn’t be sure things wouldn’t go past keeping it quiet. And besides that, when I took her again, I wanted soft sheets at her back, and pillows all around her. I’d fucked her hard and rough like she wanted me to, and how I damn well wanted to fuck her too.But the next time? The next time, I’d make her feel like the fucking princess she was.I ran my finger up over her slick, sticky pussy, making her gasp as she turned, her eyes wide as she grinned at me.“We need to go, now,” I growled.“Right now?” she whispered looking a little crestfallen. “I was hoping—”“If we do this again in here, I can’t promise the whole fucking office won’t hear you by the time I’m done with you.”She blushed bright red, but she still had that crestfallen look on her face. And slowly, I got it.“Everly,” I groaned, pulling her close and kissing her. “You thi
I growled, grabbing her hair and making her cry out as my teeth sank into her neck. My hand covered hers gripping my cock, stroking my shaft and letting the thick swollen head brush over her sticky wet lips.Everly moaned, rocking her hips toward me like she might coax me to slip inside. I mean fuck, she was so fucking wet I could have. I could have just grabbed her hips, lined up, and driven every fucking inch inside of her to the hilt. But I wasn’t going to hurt her. I wanted her, yes. And I sure as hell wanted to make her scream and fuck her exactly like she wanted me to.But I wasn’t going to hurt her.Not when I took the one thing she couldn’t give twice — the one thing that I knew made me the luckiest fucking man on earth to get to have.Instead, I eased against her lips, letting them kiss over my crown as I slipped just inside. She hissed, biting her lip, and I pushed even more inside, feeling the resistance there.“This will only hurt a second, love,” I whispered.I eased in,
JaxonMy blood ran like fire in my veins, every muscle in my body tensing as I dragged my tongue over her clit again and again. And when Everly came against my mouth, her tight, small body bucking against my lips as she squealed in pleasure, I swear I could have come right there.My cock ached for more of her, throbbing harder and thicker than it’d ever been as I felt her sweet sticky juices drip down my chin. She shuddered against me, her sweet pussy quivering against my lips.I’d just made Everly come on my tongue. My eighteen-year-old, untouched, off limits step-sister. Oh, I knew no other man had ever gotten to her. For one, because I’d been watching for it, and for two, I knew it just by the way she walked. I knew from the way her hips moved that she’d never had a man spreading these pretty thighs wide and giving her every inch of his cock.But I would.Her hands pulled me up, and when I kissed her, pressing hot against her body, she whimpered into my mouth. Her tongue teased ove
Like they had a mind of their own, my hands slid the rest of the way down my thighs. And when my fingers brushed over my slick, aching pussy, the cry tumbled from my lips. You’d have thought I’d have my eyes squeezed shut or something, but somehow, they stayed open — open and locked on Jaxon as my fingers teased over my slit.I ran two fingers through my wet, puffy lips, dragging the sticky wetness up. And when they rolled over my clit, I cried out, my body arching as the pleasure exploded through me.“Just like that, princess,” Jaxon groaned. His hand closed around the huge bulge in his pants, stroking his cock through them as he watched me. “Play with that clit, Everly. Play with that pretty pussy for me.”I whimpered, rubbing my fingers over my clit and panting as he watched me and stroked his cock through his pants. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing what I was doing, but I knew I never wanted to stop. I pushed my fingers lower, and when I slid one deep inside my slick, tight