Page 111 of Unexpected Hero

Tease her.

Punish her.

Please her.

Suck her clit.

Finger her.

Fuck her.

My hips buck up furiously as the vision of her tied up and under my control while crying out in pleasure explodes in my mind, becoming as vibrant as a picture. I work my fist faster and harder over my shaft until my balls draw up with an intense need for release.

A few more tugs, and I spill warm ribbons of cum onto my stomach while moaning her name as if she’s mine. As if I’m entitled to call her name.

But I’m not.

The thought rips me from my climax with a biting force.

Violet Holt is not mine.

She’ll never be mine.

Even if she weren’t off-limits, I wouldn’t be worthy of her. What can I offer a woman like Lettie? I’d never be able to keep her happy.

Despite our physical chemistry, we have nothing in common. Hell, I don’t have anything in common with anyone, let alone someone twelve years my junior with her whole life ahead of her.

I’d only end up hurting her or fucking it up. Even if I were lucky enough to get her to forgive me for lying about who I am, we’d still never work.

My father’s voice cuts through my mind as clearly as if he were in the room with me.

You’ll never be worth anything.

Get used to being alone.

Even your mother left to get away from you.

You’re not worth my time, boy.

I slink to the shower to wash away the evidence of my obsession with Lettie off my flesh. Unfortunately, the way she implanted herself under my skin isn’t something I can scrub away.

The only way to remove her is to cut her out with the precision of a surgeon.

Today, I’ll get started on securing suitable housing for her.

And then I’ll get the scalpel.

Chapter 21

Do vaginas accept emails?

LETTIE

Stella answers the video call with a toothy grin and that scaly lizard sitting on her shoulder. My standard involuntary gag and full-body shudder greet her.

“Violet,” she scolds. “We’ve discussed this. Pumpkin is not amused by your disdain.”

I fake a smile. “Hey, gorgeous human and not-at-all-creepy reptile.”