Page 89 of My Favorite Sin

I grab Dan’s collar, pulling his lips to mine. The kiss is soft at first, and I lean into his embrace, taking comfort in the feel of his body against mine. When I feel his erection between my thighs, I lose myself in memories of our last few days together, how Dan has claimed my body in every possible way, and how I’ve never known someone could take me to such extreme physical and emotional heights.

My legs tighten around his waist, forcing his dick to grind against me. This is the last thing I should be doing right now, but the door is locked, and my God, I need this to calm down.

Dan groans into my mouth, leaning forward and resting his hands behind me on the desk. Our kisses turn fevered. His mouth trails down my neck, to my cleavage. His fingers skim up the front of my panties, making me gasp, and then they slip beneath the fabric, straight into my wetness.

“This is what you really want, isn’t it?” Dan whispers against my ear. “An orgasm to calm down. I know you, Queen.”

I nod, and Dan slides my panties down my legs, dropping them in a pile on the floor.

“How long do we have before your performance?”

“Long enough.”

“Ally looked upset.” I hear Harper’s voice from beyond the office door. “I saw her enter that room.”

My mother answers. “Oh, I hope she’s all right. We need to get this family photo taken.”

Shit. A streak of panic rushes through me. The door handle rattles. Dan locked the door and I know we’re safe, but we don’t have long to compose ourselves.

A door opens, not the one we entered through, a second door on the opposite wall I wasn’t aware this office had. Dan and I push away from each other, but not fast enough.

It’s not only Mom and Harper at the door, witnessing everything. We have the entire family as an audience, all of them catching me with my dress hoisted around my hips and Dan’s shirt untucked. My panties are on the floor.

Photographers are crowded in the hallway for this family photo Mom is so desperate to capture. Cameras start flashing in my direction, dozens ofthem, blinding me.

All I can hear are shocked voices.Disgustedvoices, gasping at the sight of Dan and me. I’m on display, with humiliation and dread striking me hard in the chest.

Dan steps in front of my body, shielding me from everyone’s sight. But it’s too late. My deepest secret has already been caught on camera and eternalized for the world to see.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

DAN

“What is going on here?” my father shouts.

I’ve done many things in life to earn my father’s disapproval, but never have I seen him this furious. He’s quick to shut the office door and lock it, blocking out the photographers. What good that will do, I don’t know. They’ve already got their shot of Ally’s legs around me. Within an hour, those images will have hit the media and will be plastered across all news outlets. Amabella wanted a photo to show how united our family is. The public is about to see how united I am with my stepsister.

Now that it’s just me, Ally, Dad and Amabella in the office, Ally steps far away from me, her face red hot and her shoulders tight. I reach for her hand, but she shakes her head. She won’t look at me. She won’t look at anyone. Her eyes are on the ground and she’s clutching her body.

She’s beyond embarrassed and ashamed, I get it, and let her have her own reaction. Unlike Ally, I don’t feel as shameful as I expected to now that the truth has come out. In fact, I don’t feel shame at all. I stand by what I said toAlly the first time we slept together, that the two of us are perfect for each other. I don’t care how wrong the world thinks we are. It’s far from ideal how people have found out about us, but it doesn’t change anything for me. I still love Ally. She’s still mine and I’m not letting her go.

“Get away from Ally,” Dad demands. “What on earth were you doing to her?”

“Do I really need to explain it?” I answer.

“Is this another one of your defiance games? Well, congratulations, you have successfully humiliated me and Amabella in the public eye, as well as privately. Not to mention the damage this will bring upon Forever Families. This is low, Daniel, even for you, to defile your sister?—”

“She’s not my sister,” I cut in, unable to listen to another word. “None of this is about defiance.”

“I have never been more disgusted in my life,” Dad continues. “Ally, did he force you into anything?”

“No. Of course not.” She shakes her head, continuing to stare at the ground. “This isn’t Dan’s fault.”

“I don’t believe that for a second.”

Of course he doesn’t. My father’s opinion of me is that low. I look at Amabella to gauge her reaction. Her silence is far worse than my father’s anger. Her bottom lip quivers as she looks between me and Ally, too horrified to talk.

“Amabella, I care about Ally.” Making her see the truth is somehow more important to me than with my own father.

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