Page 28 of Could Be Worse

“Fuck, you’re hot.” His mouth collided with mine, kissing me so passionately, I felt his desire in my pussy.

Another orgasm started to form. “Oh, shit. I need you. I need you to fuck me now.”

“No.”

“No? Why not?” I cried out in surprise. Was he crazy? Why wouldn’t he want me all the way? If I wasn’t on the cusp of another mind-numbing explosion, I’d push him away and leave in a huff, and maybe never return.

“This is all you’re getting until next time.” His mouth lowered and sucked on my clit, commanding my release to hit as if he owned my pussy. It was sizzling hot how my body reacted and obeyed him. He’d said next time…

“What about you?” My frustration disappeared instantly, and my heart softened toward him.

“Don’t worry about me. Now come, Sunshine.”

And just like that, I held back a massive moan as ecstasy crashed through me.

Bryce continued to suck on my clit, drawing out my release until I wilted on the bed, boneless and panting. My body tingled all over, from my head down to my toes.

“You’re the most beautiful and sexiest woman I ever met.” He scooped me up and held me against his chest.

I didn’t have the energy to speak. All I could do was listen and relish being in his arms and try not to fall madly in love with him. I was lying to myself. I was falling fast…

What had I gotten myself into?

I crept into my parents’ house after ten o’clock. My mom had texted me a couple of times, asking if I was okay.

I was more than okay.

For more than an hour, Bryce had kept me spread wide open. Not once had he touched my pussy with his fingers or cock. He had made me come several times before I’d begged him for mercy.

He’d given me the best oral sex of my life and had wanted nothing in return. All he’d wanted was to give me pleasure. And that he had. It almost felt like he was trying to claim me, but that was just my foolish imagination. Neither of us were in a good place to start something romantic. Earlier was only sex, oral sex.

A noise came from the den, so I went to see if it was my parents, hoping it was only my dad. My mom would grill me about where I’d been, and I wasn’t prepared to answer questions about Bryce and me. How could I when I had no idea what was happening?

“Hi, peanut.”

“Hi, Dad. I sat next to him on the sofa. Is Mom in bed?”

“Yeah, she was waiting for you. Where were you?”

“Um…”

“And don’t forget I have eyes everywhere.” He hiked a knowing brow.

“Do you have a prospect watching me?”

“Am I in the Knight’s Legion MC?”

“Seriously, Dad? I’m a grown woman. I deserve to have some privacy in my life.”

“All I want to know is if you were at Bryce’s all this time. Because, Sadie, he’s got children he needs to consider before getting involved with a woman, a beautiful woman, who plans to leave town the second she’s ready.”

I wilted in my seat.

“Must I remind you how you felt when I entered your life? Peanut, you latched on so tightly, if your momma rejected me, I wouldn’t have been able to break away.”

“At least things worked out for us.” But he wasn’t wrong. I’d been dreaming of a daddy and when he entered our lives, I never wanted to let him go. The same was probably true for Cat and Tori, wanting a mommy. Shit, I needed to be careful with them.

“Yes. Yes, they did, and I’m grateful. You and your momma were the best things to ever happen to me. And later, Zane and Lexi completed our family. But you keep saying you’re leaving, and I worry for those little girls. Their hearts will be broken if you and their daddy start something lightning-fast, then end it just as fast.”

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