Chapter 146
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I felt like a complete ass.
I had sent her back into the house when all I wanted was to fuck her in the sand. Hear her moans under the ocean. Finish what my mouth had started.
I was still rock hard. Her taste was still on my tongue. She had tasted so fucking good I had gotten lost in it. ..her coming on my face, her juices traveling down my chin.
What was I going to do?
I wanted Olivia. I’d never wanted someone like this before. She made me into a fucking mad man for her.
I wanted her to the point that I could no longer deny it. Not a crush. Deep, dark, desire. I wanted her. Desperately.
I will never have sex with you. I had said those words to her even though I knew how badly I craved it. I had watched her hands shake putting that top back on. I had watched her walk toward the house with sand on her skin and hurt on her face.
I was frustrated at her for even coming out here. At myself for pulling her down. At the fact that I could still feel her thighs on either side of my head. I had held her open and eaten her like her brother did not
exist.
I was so shocked by what I’d done that I had to send her back inside before I completely lost it in front of
her.
A selfish thought entered my mind.
Was there a way to please both of our desires without crossing the one big line?
Sex was the one line I had left. I said those hurtful words because once I was inside her I would not be able to pretend this was damage control. Once I was inside her I would not stop. I would not share her with anyone else. I would not sit next to Ethan and answer questions about Eden, I would be done pretending.
Something in me said go back into that house.
Tell her to let me taste her again.
Fuck.
It was not a good idea.
Ethan’s voice replayed in my head to remind me of what I’d just done. You’re a great friend. Thanking me for saving his sister from Luca while I had been hard in the car thinking about her.
Get it together.
Stay away from her.
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I repeated it. Over and over. But still my body refused to listen.
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at on the blanket with my cock aching and the sky doing nothing to help ease the pain. I found my phone, half buried where I had thrown Olivia’s. Sand in the port.
Twenty missed calls… Again.
Then the messages. They were from my parents but then there were others.
Eden.
I opened them because I was already an ass and I needed the reminder of the life I was supposed to be living. The fake one where I didn’t get involved with my best friend’s sister.
Where are you?
Dinner was tonight.
My team waited an hour.
Roman. You don’t get to vanish and say nothing to me! This might be fake but there are still protocols that you need to follow!
Call me.
I stared at her name until it blurred.
I was supposed to be in the city. Instead I was on the beach with Olivia’s taste in my mouth and a dare I had taken so I would not have to say I would never marry Eden Hart.
I typed nothing.
What would I say? Sorry. I drove to the coast because your existence makes the girl I want threaten to invite another man into my bedroom.
That I ate her out on the sand and told her I would never fuck her.
My mother would call again by morning. My father would give the usual disappointment speech. They both would ask me to make up for it.
Eden’s team would possibly want a statement. Still none of that compared to the feeling in my chest for turning down the only woman I desired.
I almost stood up.
I almost crossed the distance, found her door, and put my mouth back where it wanted to stay.
I almost found her and gave into my needs. I almost said the truth: I wanted her under me until neither of us could pretend this was still about Luca.
I did not. I could not. I was too much of a fucking coward.
I dragged the blanket over my lap and stared at the water until the need dulled into something I could survive until morning.
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It did not dull much. I could still hear her cry of pleasure when I pushed my finger in. I could still see her face when I told her we would never have sex.
I groaned.
Stay away.
I said it to the dark like it was a promise to myself that I needed to keep.
The phone buzzed again.
Eden.
I turned it face down.
I lay back on the pillow that still smelled like her, at least I would have that for the rest of the night.
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The Hockey Captain’s Unwanted Wife
Dex Morgan
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