Page 34 of My Ex-Boyfriend's Brothers

I let out a bitter laugh. “Yes, it will. He hates me. Do you know that when I was first with Brad, he tried to give Brad money to leave me over and over again? The only reason Brad didn’t was because he knew he could keep getting money from your dad with the promise of leaving me.”

“He’s an asshole, Maggie, but he won’t act like that to you again. I’m going to make sure of it.”

“By threatening to take away his money?”

He sighed and glanced away. “Yeah, Maggie. If I have to.”

“He’s your father, Luke. Even if I’m not his biggest fan, I can’t let you do that.” I saw him start to argue and pressed my finger over his lips. “He’s your father. I’m…me. I’m just the woman you’re sleeping with. You can’t-”

He nipped at my finger and then leaned down to kiss me hard. “I can do whatever I want. You’re not just the woman I’m sleeping with. You’re Maggie. That means something. Jack and Ryan would agree.”

I groaned. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to make this a big thing. Let’s just forget it.”

He kissed me again and started walking me backwards. “No. You’re going to learn how much you’re worth and learn that men like my father are so much less than you. We’re going to start right now.”

I tried to look behind me to see where we were going but he growled at me to keep my eyes on him. A shiver of awareness traveled down my spine. “What are you doing?”

“I told you. We’re going to work on how you view your worth.” Luke grinned down at me when my back hit the solid wall of oneof the outbuildings and I gasped. “Let me make something very clear to you, Maggie.”

I swallowed as he went to his knees in front of me. “What are you doing, Luke?”

“You should be worshiped for your body alone. You’re a goddess. You’re so much better than men like my father, men like Bradley. You’re better than men like me, too, Maggie.” He pressed his mouth to my stomach and gripped the top of my leggings. “Now, let me worship you.”

I looked around wildly, terrified that someone would see us as he pulled my pants down but there was no one and we were off the trail. “Luke! You-”

He pulled my panties down with my leggings and pressed his face into me. “Fuck, baby. I could live on my knees for you, as long as you keep these sweet thighs open.”

I was so exposed when he shoved my clothing off my right leg so he could spread me open and take a lick. I moaned and my head fell back into the metal building at my back. The sound was shockingly loud but Luke didn’t seem to care.

He hooked his arm around my thigh and held my sex open so he could take long, wet licks. His eyes traveled up my body and I watched as he saw me looking at him. His grip on me tightened and growled into my clit before lifting his mouth and licking his lips. “That’s right, Maggie. Watch me worship you until you come on my face.”

I forgot everything but him and when I did come, I could only believe that what we were doing was right. Nothing wrong could’ve ever felt that good.

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***Maggie***

“You look amazing in that dress, Maggie.” Christina wrapped her arm around me in a half hug and grinned. “God, you’re glowing. Did you go to the spa?”

I did everything to stop the blush threatening to stain my cheeks. The tiny quirk of her eyebrow and twitch of her lip told me that I was failing at hiding the real reason for my glow. “I think this is just my color. You’re glowing, too! Of course, you’re glowing, though. You’re perfect.”

She glanced down at the chart I was working on and pushed it away. “Have lunch with me?”

I saw Gregor come out of the kitchen and felt a Pavlovian reaction to the idea that Lukemightbe around since Gregor was. “Um, yeah. Lunch sounds great.”

Gregor spotted me and his smile was immediate. He hurried over, his eyes shining with happiness. Seeing the giant man after hearing the story of him saving Luke was different for me. I found myself wanting to get up and hug him tight. Gregor didn’tneed a reason to hug me, though. He bent down and scooped me up. “Ms. Maggie! Let Gregor cook for you and Ms. Christina. Mr. Luke busy with work. He have late morning.”

I was definitely blushing then. “You don’t have to cook for us if you’d rather take it easy, Gregor. It’s nice of you to offer, though.”

“Gregor cook. Good practice for Mr. Luke.” He let me go and patted my hair into place. “Oops.”

Christina laughed, as happy to chat with Gregor as she was with anyone. After the run-in with Mr. Heath that morning, it was nice to see someone treat everyone the same. “You can definitely cook for us, Gregor. I always tell Luke he’s lucky to have you at his side.”

“Gregor lucky to have Mr. Luke. And Ms. Maggie.” His grin told me that he knew exactly where his boss had been that morning. “Gregor cook now.”

I cleared my throat and smiled like I wasn’t sitting on a massive secret. “I’m glad you got another break from work. I would’ve worked straight through lunch without you.”

She scooted her chair closer to mine, completely unfazed by the loud sound the chair made on the wood floor. “You’re keeping secrets, Ms. Maggie.”

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