Eva sits in my living room, her legs curled under her as she reads a book. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm surprised to say that her parents haven't once inquired where she is. She's received no text or phone call from them.My instincts were right from the start. Eva is as much a victim of her parents' cruelty as I was, which is why I can only hope she will understand when I tell her the truth, but that can wait until after Christmas.I swallow hard, realizing that I've never felt so at ease with another person before. With Eva, every interaction is so natural, so effortless.She notices me and places a bookmark in the book she was reading, setting it down on the coffee table and looking at me. "Any news?"I swallow hard, knowing that the mystery of the blackmailer is eating away at her. Unfortunately, whoever sent the message isn't an idiot. They used a burner phone, and Ainsley's contact is still trying to track down the owner. He assures me it's possible but that it'll take a couple o
I groan, knowing she used that word just to wind me up. Instead of rising to the taunt, I turn my attention to the pizza dough on the counter. I already heated my oven to the highest temperature possible along with the pizza stone, so I get to work stretching the dough.Once stretched, I layer it with toppings and place it on my pizza peel. I then transfer the pizza into the oven. While I wait for it to cook, I open a bottle of Catalanesca white wine from the region of Italy I grew up in, pouring two glasses.I carry them into the living room and clear my throat. "Wine?" I ask.She smiles and nods, sitting up straighter. "Yes, thank you."I pass the glass into her hand and sit down next to her. "Pizza will be ready in a few minutes." I grab the remote for the TV and turn it on, switching straight to Netflix. "What kind of movie shall we watch?"Eva shrugs. "Anything but a chick flick."My brow furrows. "Why's that?"She rolls her eyes. "Natalya, Azira, and Adrianna attempted to conver
Gently, I rub my fingers in circles over her thigh, enjoying the way her skin feels beneath my calloused fingers. She fidgets a little, getting restless the more I touch her. After about twenty minutes, she sighs in defeat. "You aren't watching it, are you?"I press my lips against her neck and breathe deeply. "It's so hard when you are anywhere near me to focus on anything."She sighs and grabs the remote, switching off the movie. "Any dessert?"I tilt my head. "I have Ben and Jerry's ice cream in the freezer.""What kind?" She gives me a stern look. "Your answer might change my opinion of you.""It's salted caramel core." I laugh. "Do I pass your test?"Her face lights up. "Yes, because that is my favorite." She jumps up and rushes out toward the kitchen.I stand and follow her, leaning on the doorframe into the kitchen and watching as she rifles through my freezer. Her nightgown rides up her legs, giving me a teasing view of my favorite part of her body. "What do you think you're d
I grasp onto the gift I purchased in town for Oak, hating the way my stomach twists with nerves. I've only known him for a short time, so I'm not sure he'll like it. Last Saturday, before the winter formal, I went into town and found a quaint antique shop tucked down an alleyway. This little painting caught my eye immediately, and I knew I had to get it for him, but after seeing the amazing artwork he has on the walls of his home, I'm not sure it's up to standard.Christmas music plays softly in the background as I walk into the living room, finding Oak standing by an already lit fireplace. The Christmas tree is alight with flickering candle effect lights, and a couple of gifts lay beneath it."Happy Christmas," I say.He turns around, smiling at me. "Happy Christmas." He walks toward me and leans down to kiss my cheek. "I didn't want to wake you, as you looked so peaceful."My stomach flutters as I hold out my gift, which cost me more than I could afford, but I wanted to get him some
"We're almost there," Oak says, nodding up ahead."Almost where?" I ask.He smiles at it is one of the most beautiful scenes I've ever seen. "You'll see.""Wow," I gasp as we come to the edge of a stream with a waterfall that is entirely encased in ice. It's one of the most breathtaking things I've ever seen, frozen in time as it was flowing over the rocks.Oak nods. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"I nod and then look at him. "I thought you said you don't have time to venture into the woods. So, how did you find it?""I may have told a little white lie." There's a glint in his eyes. "To be honest, you drove me so crazy I just wanted you to stop talking."I punch him in the arm. "That's not very nice."He grabs my wrist and yanks me against him. "Not because I didn't want to hear you speak, but I was hard around you from the day we fucking met." His warm breath falls on my face as he closes the gap between us. "Everything you did made me want you more, Eva, especially after I'd had to help
"I'm stuffed," I say as I set down my knife and fork, leaning back in the chair.Oak chuckles. "We're going to be eating a lot of turkey for the next week."I scrunch up my nose. "I'm not sure I can stomach anymore for a year," I say, looking at the food we've just eaten.He shakes his head and stands, clearing the dishes off the table to put them in the washer.I help, grabbing the leftovers and taking them to the far counter. "Where do you keep your Tupperware?" I ask.He signals to a drawer on my right, and I pull it out, fishing out and boxing up the leftovers to put in the fridge. Once we've cleared everything away, he looks at me with that all too familiar hungry expression."What are you thinking?" I ask.He walks toward me, closing the gap between us. "I'm thinking that this day has been perfect, but there's one way to make it better."The air escapes my lungs as he yanks me against his hard, muscled chest. "How?" I ask.He leans down and whispers in my ear, "If you let me str
At first, it hurts like hell, as his cock is so hard it feels like he has shoved an iron rod inside of me. "Fuck," he breathes, his voice so husky my thighs tremble. "That feels so damn good." He moves forward another inch and groans. "Looks so damn good."I glance at him over my shoulder, and he smirks. "You've taken every fucking inch."It's hard to believe as I enjoy the unbelievably full sensation deep inside of me. "It feels... good," I say.He growls and grabs my hips. "Tell me if it hurts too much," he grinds out behind closed teeth before pulling his cock back so slowly. "Fuck, I love watching your tight little hole cling to my cock like that, baby girl."I moan as he thrust back inside of my ass, opening my eyes to a whole new meaning of pleasure. "Fuck me," I beg, glancing at him over my shoulder.Oak's jaw is tight, and a vein protrudes from his left temple as he claws onto the control he so desperately tries to wield. I don't want him to keep control. The dark, dirty side
Eva isn't in bed when I wake, so I search for her. My heart pounds harder when I don't find her in the kitchen or the little library. The light in the glasshouse is on, where I keep my laptop and journal."Eva," I say her name as I walk in."What is this?" Eva asks, signaling to my laptop open on the photoshopped image of her kissing the janitor.I must have left my laptop on without locking it. Either that or she guessed my password. The look in her eyes is one of pure anguish, and it makes my chest ache. "You were the one who sent the photograph to my parents." She shakes her head. "Y-you." Her voice breaks, and a stray tear escapes her eyes, trickling down her cheek. She nods at the open diary on the table too. "I know everything.""Eva, listen." I move toward her, but she takes a step back."No," she barks, louder than I've ever heard her speak. "Don't come near me. Natalya warned me someone wanted me here." She clenches her fists by her side. "She said that someone doctored the i