I press my thighs together as he trails his fingers lower, sliding down the zipper on the side of my skirt.He gives it a slight tug over my hips, and my skirt puddles on the floor. Griffin gets to his knees in front of me, removing the rest of my clothing in a swift motion.His hand trails up my leg before it hooks behind my knee. He brings my leg up over his shoulder, forcing me to lean back against the desk.I prop myself on my forearms on the desk, watching him through hooded eyes. My breath hitches as his fingers brush along my pussy through the thin fabric of my thong.“Griff…”He glances up at me as he pushes my thong to the side. “You’re already soaked for me. I think you were lying about barely liking me, Cora.”Griffin pushes two fingers into me, my pussy clenching around him.I bite back a moan as his thumb circles my clit. “Maybe.”He smirks, his tongue flicking out against my clit. My hips buck forward, and he chuckles.His mouth closes over my clit. His tongue traces tea
GiffinCora yawns and sprawls out on the couch, her feet dangling. She holds the document she’s reading high above her head.She puts the paper down and tilts her head back to look at me. “I think we should get going. It’s late, and it’s been a long day.”Which is likely a polite way of saying she wants nothing to do with me after I fucked her on my desk.But I want everything to do with her.There is no good way to tell her that. Our relationship is complicated as it is. I don’t need to make it worse by telling her that I want her all for myself—no, I realize I need her like I need air.I stretch and get up from the chair, collecting the evidence files to bring home with me. “Alright. Let’s pack this up, and I’ll take you home.”I don’t know when my desperation for her started. It would be impossible to pinpoint an exact date.Somewhere between when she started working for me and right now, I started caring a lot more about what Cora thinks about me.Cora collects the papers and stac
Her cheeks flare a bright red as she dumps her purse on the counter. “I don’t know why the two of you think that you can run my life.”I sigh and walk past her, going down the hall to where I assume her bedroom is. “Since I’m guessing you don’t want me to call your brother, I’ll help you pack.”“Fine!” Cora brushes by me, giving me a sharp glare as she flicks on the lights and enters her bedroom. “One night. That’s it, and it’s just so you won’t rat me out to Jake.”I lean in the doorway as she grabs a bag from her closet. “He worries about you because you’re so stubborn. I wouldn't have known anything if I hadn’t come here tonight. But now that I’ve seen where you live, I can’t let you stay here, Cora. Jake would be mad at me if he found out I knew where you were living and didn’t do anything about it.”She whirls around, the duffle bag dangling from her hand. “You’ve been talking to my brother about me? Does he know that we’re married?”“He said you’ve been acting weird lately. He’s
Grinning, I reach out to twirl a strand of her hair around my finger. I give it a light tug before slamming the trunk shut. “It would be interesting to see what happens if we got along with each other for more than ten minutes at a time.”“You saw what happened when we did that.” A flush spreads across her cheeks, though mischief shines in her eyes.I round the car and open the passenger door for her. “I know exactly what happened. Now, come on, we should go home and get some sleep.”Screw sleep. I’ll be going for the coldest shower of my life.Cora turns up the music as I get in the car. She hums along with the song, her fingers drumming on her thighs.Her attention stays focused on the bright lights blurring by the car as I leave her neighborhood behind and head for my beachfront house.One thing I love the most about living in Maine is my New England-style home on a private beach. This home was the first thing I bought for myself after taking over the firm.I love nothing more than
CoraThe elevator music has never been more annoying than it is the following Friday morning. I’ve lived with Griffin for the last few days, but I may as well be living with a ghost.I don’t know what I expected when I agreed to stay with him, but I certainly didn’t anticipate feeling so… lonely.The elevator dings, and the doors slide open as I reach the top floor. I step out and glance toward Griffin’s office.He’s already sitting behind his desk with a highlighter in hand.It's the same thing he’s been doing for the whole week while he avoids me.Kaleigh appears in the doorway of her office, her jacket half-on and papers spilling from her hands. “I’m going to be late to court one of these days. I need a new assistant. Mine forgot to put the latest case on the calendar.”I hand her the coffee I'd bought on my way here. “Take this and try not to rush too much. It’s pouring out, and the roads are slick.”“Thanks. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to get through the day. At least it’
I wouldn’t be standing in my boss’s office trying to figure out how to tell him how I feel… without ruining everything.If luck wasn’t on my side, I might ruin any chance of maintaining a civil relationship with Griffin.Or, even worse, I could jeopardize what might have been the most significant relationship of my life.I want a roadmap with clear directions, but I only have a foggy path ahead. I really wish someone could just tell me what to do and how to feel.It’s like my mind is a tangled mess, and I need help unraveling it to find the right way… if there is one.Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to tackle this sooner rather than later. I can’t keep going in circles, wondering when things will change.Clearing my throat, I turn back to him and plant my hands on my hips. “What is this, Griff? What are we doing?”“What do you want it to be?” His gaze penetrates deep into my soul, and his voice is unwavering.“I spent so long thinking that you hated me. I thought we'd be civil
GriffinCora walks down the stairs the following evening, looking like something out of a wet dream. Her hair falls in long waves down her back, and her black silk dress hugs every curve of her body to perfection.I tuck my hand in my pocket, trying to adjust the bulge without her noticing.Cora smirks as she reaches the bottom step, her gaze dropping to the front of my slacks.Busted.She looks up at me with amusement shining in her eyes, the corner of her mouth still twisted upward. “You haven't told me where we were going yet.”“And I’m still not going to.” I loop my arm around her waist and lead her out to the car. “I thought it would be nice to surprise you and take over the planning for once.”Cora’s smile makes my pulse race. “Is this something I’m going to like?”“I sure hope so.” I open the car door for her. She slides in with ease, a high slit climbing up her thigh.I have no clue how I’m going to get through the evening without touching her, but I’m going to do my best.Thi
Cora’s mouth drops open as she looks between me and the boat. “Griff, this is a lot,” she says.“I know.”I park the car and get out, going around to her side to open the door. She puts her hand in mine before stepping out, her eyes still wide as she looks up.The salt air ruffles her hair as it blows across the ocean. Cora beams with a smile as we head toward the yacht and get on.She takes off her heels, setting them in the small basket on deck. I toss my own in the same basket before leading her to the top deck.Cora sits on one of the cushions at the stern, stretching her legs out in front of her. “So, is this yours?”“Nope.” I sit beside her and lean against the cushions as the crew works to get the boat off the dock. “Just something I wanted to do for you for the night. I can’t imagine owning a boat right now. It seems like a lot of upkeep that I don’t have time for.”She nods and tilts her head back, looking up at the pink and orange streaks radiating from the setting sun. “You
Not to mention, he might be my employer. Based on Lola so far, she’s the ideal child to nanny for, but I can’t decide if Miles will be a great boss.Dinner is a series of questions from the protective father, covering all the bases. Andrew already vouched for me babysitting when I was a kid and I have a glowing recommendation letter from the daycare I worked at, complete with the certification Miles is looking for.“Why did you work at a daycare?”I swallow my bite and wash it down with soda before finding my words.“A friend got me the job and I figure the experience with kids could help me in the future if I treat any juveniles. They trained me in everything I’d need, though some of it requires me to take a class again, which is no problem. It was a great job.” I’m honest in my answer and he nods, reaching for a carrot.“You’re not looking for something in physical therapy right now? I’d hate to find someone just for them to leave.” Miles’s jaw is set in a near frown, and I admire j
WHAT AM I GETTING MYSELF INTO?DELILAHThe cabin is gorgeous. I look around at the spacious front yard and then back at the large home, wondering how big this place is.My brother and Miles play pro hockey and I know they’re doing well for themselves. Andrew has a large condo in town since he’s more of a city boy, while Miles seems like he wants to keep to himself. He’s always been that way, I’ve heard, and I wonder how well it might work out if I were to be hired.That’s a big if. Andrew told me how protective Miles is about his daughter and based on the sarcasm Andrew and I use heavily together, I probably don’t appear sweet and patient. He doesn’t even know me well since I went off to college just before Andrew began his career in Colorado.Truthfully, I’m great with kids. I babysat often as a teenager and even worked with kids through college at an aftercare program where my friend worked. It wasn’t related to my major as a physical therapist so much, but it was a fun job. My scho
“Mom would take you both in, but especially Lola.”“Well, they have a family business to run, and Lola’s my responsibility. This is on me.” I love my daughter to pieces and when she was born, things changed for me. I wanted to make myself the best person I could for Lola and I worked with her mom to co-parent successfully. By no means were we best friends, but Lola had parents who loved her and could have a conversation about her needs.Now it’s just me.“You’re a great dad, Miles. Never doubt that. I get why you’re worried, but Del is it. She’ll help you out for a while.” I look at Andrew and he smiles at me. “All I have to do is call her and we can get this in motion.”I think back to his sister from the times we met. She is on the taller side and striking, with big green eyes and a gorgeous smile. With that mouth, Delilah could give the team a run for their money with her sass.Maybe I remember her better than I thought.“She’ll hold back with Lola, right? I already have to make yo
"Book 2 brings you another collection of different storylines and new characters, while still keeping the heart of the brother’s best friend romance you loved. Get ready for fresh twists, deeper emotions, and even more unforgettable moments!"****I thought the toughest part of being a nanny for my brother’s best friend’s daughter would be potty training. Little did I know, I’d end up training her dad too.Miles is a hotshot hockey player. He’s used to winning on the ice.With his private jet and sprawling mansion, he’s used to getting what he wants.He’s everything I didn’t want—sarcastic, striking, and utterly off-limits.One minute, I’m reading bedtime stories.Next, I’m caught up in midnight shenanigans with the hottest single dad.And he just doesn’t want to stop walking into the kitchen shirtless every night.Watching him cradle his daughter, his eyes soft and full of love, melts my heart.But then, the way his eyes darken with desire when he looks at me? I want to be his…foreve
CoraOne Year LaterThe Colorado sun sets, casting a pink and orange glow over the world as I fluff out the skirt of my white dress.Kaleigh smiles, her eyes shining as she helps me adjust my veil. “You are stunning. I can’t believe you’re finally doing this.”I laugh, taking my bouquet of peonies from Sophie. “I’ve been married to him for over a year now.”“Yeah, but this is the real deal.” Sophie wipes away a stray tear. “We’re all so happy for you.”The doors open, and Jake strides inside. “How’s my favorite sister on her wedding day?”I hug him tight. “I’m good. Does this mean they’re ready to start?”Kaleigh nods as the wedding planner gives her a thumbs-up. She gives me a quick hug before hurrying away with Sophie.Jake stands beside me, holding out his arm. “Mom and Dad are sitting in the front row, and they haven’t stopped crying since we got here.”“Jake, please,” I blink my eyes a few times before looping my arm through his, “You’re going to make me cry.”“You look beautiful
Cora nods and smiles as she leans back, looking content. “I’m looking forward to living with you again.”“Well, you better. And hey, we never did get to fuck on the porch like you wanted; maybe we should take the champagne and celebrate properly.”Cora laughs, a blush creeping down her cheeks. “You were the one who threatened it first,” she says.“You were definitely into it. Couldn’t keep your hands off me,” I tease.Cora rolls her eyes playfully. “Sure, keep dreaming.”“We’ve got an hour before everyone arrives for the barbecue.” I park the car in the driveway and hop out, leaning back toward the open door to look at her. “You coming to celebrate with me?”“I’m coming.” Cora nods eagerly, hurrying inside.I follow her, kicking off my shoes as the door closes behind us. She turns around to face me, kicking off her shoes and pulling her shirt over her head.My cock springs to life as she hooks her fingers in the sides of her shorts, pulling them down her toned legs.She stands in a li
GriffinSophie shoots daggers at me as I assist Cora in boxing up her belongings at her place. The moment Cora steps away to gather her toiletries, Sophie steps in front of me, her finger wagging in my face."You put her through the wringer when we were younger," she hisses, checking over her shoulder to ensure Cora is out of earshot. "Then you break her heart, and now you're back for a third round? If you hurt her again, nobody will ever find your body.""I'll help with that," Kaleigh chimes in, entering the room with Jake trailing behind her. "The truck's loaded up from the storage unit."Sophie prods me in the chest before backing off. "You're skating on thin ice, Griffin Blake. But she loves you, and I can see how much you love her. Only a man completely devoted to my best friend would dare set foot in this apartment after serving her divorce papers just weeks ago."Kaleigh nods enthusiastically and heads to the fridge, yanking it open to retrieve a bottle of champagne. "When Cora
Gloria’s deep burgundy lips curl as she turns to face her son. “Really, if you must lower your standards, at least find someone decent.”“Enough!” Griffin’s voice is louder than I’ve ever heard, his gaze blazing with rage. “I told you to leave my house, and I meant it. I won’t have you here, and I won’t be part of your lives anymore. I’m done living a puppet life!”Gloria crosses her arms, cocking a hip to the side. “Griffin—you’re going to regret this.”Griffin gives a bitter laugh. “No, I don’t think so. It’s what I should’ve done the moment I became an adult, and I definitely should’ve done the moment I found out you two were behind leaking the story about Cora.”My blood boils as I glare at his parents.How can his parents hurt him so much?Griffin looks at me with an expression I can’t quite read before brushing by all of us and holding the door open wide. “Mom and Dad, you can both leave now. I’m done with this conversation.”Rick shakes his head, his face turning a deeper shade
CoraI've been tapping away at the keyboard, trying to create a business plan, but it's like my brain's taken a vacation.All I can think about is my dream of starting a media company and traveling the world, but now, all those dreams are tangled up with Griff.I want him and those dreams together, but he just wants to call it quits.I lean back, lacing my fingers behind my head, and look around Sophie's place. It doesn't feel like home.I miss having my own space, like Griff's house... But thinking about that just brings on the waterworks. I shove the laptop aside.How can I focus on a business when there's a divorce waiting for me?Sophie walks into the room as I’m about to review the papers again.“Please tell me you’ll sign those and then take whatever you can get from him.” She says.“I don’t want his money. He can have it all and burn it,” I say, setting the papers down, feeling sick at the thought of Griffin.Sophie rolls her eyes and sits down across from me.“I admire that yo