Page 53 of Dopplebanger

His fingers dug into the skin of my thighs, and I cried out as he bit the inside of one.

“Fine. No punishments,” I yielded, my voice shaky. “Just rewards. I like rewards.”

I gripped the nearest post, sure my knees were about to give way. Then Evan pushed a finger inside of me, and I sagged against the fence, no longer in control of my limbs. He added another finger, curling them to hit a spot deep inside that ignited mini-earthquakes that grew bigger, faster…

“Evan,” I said as I came around his fingers, his mouth still working its exhilarating magic on me. Then I slid down, vaguely recognizing he’d caught me and clasped me to him.

Something flickered through his features, an indescribable emotion melding with the adoration and passion. But just when I was going to ask if he was okay, he lowered his lips to mine, kissing away the hint of worry and turning me back into a nympho in search of getting laid.

TWENTY-SIX

That was… amazing and horrible and I was a bad person, and if I let go of Gwen, I might never get to hold her again. Everything had spun out of control so quickly. I shouldn’t have drunk as much as I had. My restraint around Gwen was never as strong as it should be, and between the drinking and frenzied desire…

My mind replayed the last few minutes in erotic bursts. Touching her, removing her bra; tasting her skin. Removing her panties; tasting her. The sounds she’d made; how she’d shuddered under my ministrations. The way she looked down at me with hooded eyes as I looked up at her and admired every inch of her amazing body.

She was perfect and she was going to hate me, and I fucking deserved it.

God, it about killed me when she’d called my brother’s name as she’d come undone. It was the one thing I’d really wanted to avoid, and a pit formed in my chest. But by the time I’d managed to breach the surface of the lust-haze I’d been drowning in and remember that I couldn’t sleep with her, she’d told me she needed me not to stop.

I’d assured her I’d give her whatever she needed.

I’d also already embraced that I was going to hell for this. Figured I might as well ensure she had a killer orgasm before I wished her goodbye on my fiery decent.

The way she’d tasted and felt as her slick walls clamped down on my fingers was going to haunt me for the rest of my life, a torturous memory that I’d recall anyway because it was also one of the best moments of my life.

When had my life gotten so fucking complicated?

Gwen moved her lips to my jaw, bringing me back to the here and now. Reminding me that it was when this hurricane of a girl had blustered into my life and obliterated everything else I’d always thought I wanted.

I had one more hard line I couldn’t cross, and it didn’t matter what I wanted. Not till she knew who I was. Not till she’d call the right name while I was deep inside of her.

She reached for the button of my slacks, and if I didn’t stop her fingers from following through with their plan, that line would get too fuzzy. I wrapped my fingers around her wrist and her gaze lifted to mine. Her eyes were still slightly hooded, a sated look on her face, and… yeah, I was going to have blue balls for the rest of my life.

“I was promised skinny dipping,” I said. “Get your ass in that pool.”

“But—”

“We didn’t ignore hazard signs and break all kinds of trespassing laws to come this far without seeing if the water’s as amazing as everyone claimed. Get started and I’ll be right there.” I was delaying the inevitable, but not for totally selfish reasons. For one, she’d broke in to try the pool, and I wanted her regrets about tonight to be limited. Two, it was nearly impossible not to feel vulnerable while you were naked and exposed, especially if the other person had clothes on—I needed to level the playing field. And three, there wasn’t a cold shower around, so I’d haveto hope the pool was icy enough to take the edge off the raging inferno burning inside of me and doing its best to incinerate every thought that didn’t involve burying myself between her thighs.

She stood, exposing that perfect body to me, and clearly I hadn’t thought through my plan very well. With the sun down, only the light of the moon and a few overhead lights, you’d think the effect of her naked form would be muted, but all it did was highlight every place I wanted to touch and lick and…

I blew out a harsh exhale. The light splash made it clear she’d jumped in.

Okay, so leveling the playing field while also staying as far down the field from her as possible. Sure. Like that’d help. Part of me thought I should run. Just climb the fence and high-tail it out of here until I could get a better grip on the restraint I’d momentarily lost so I wouldn’t go losing it again.

But unlike my brother, I didn’t flee to leave someone else to clean up the mess. I shucked my pants and then dived into the pool, hoping the mineral water would also be powerful enough to give me the strength I needed to tell her what I had to.

I didn’t want to ruin the night. Didn’t want to make her feel used. I debated the right way to come clean, but I’d surpassed what was right long ago. With the alcohol wearing off, I only felt shittier.

Then I worried about how buzzed she still was, and there were rules about alcohol and swimming. I spun around, searching for her in the inky black. The surface of the water rippled and then she bobbed up and slicked her hair off her face. “Ahhh.” She flashed me a smile. “The pool’s even better than I imagined, especially since we don’t have to share it with anyone else.”

She swam closer and I automatically backed up, leaving a few feet between us. Her gaze dipped down and she tilted her head.“Um, that’s cheating. I’m naked and you’re still wearing your boxers.”

Don’t think about the fact that she’s naked,I chanted over and over again, like it was even an option, and all the silent chanting did was make the word “naked” run through my mind on an obsessive loop. At least the water did a better job subduing her form than the darkness, only now that’d I’d seen every inch of her it was burned into my memory. Not that I was complaining. I’d be holding onto that image forever, whether I deserved it or not, and I knew I didn’t.

She drifted closer and ran her hands up my arms, her body bumping into mine. Nope, this water wasn’t nearly cold enough. Thus the extra barrier of my boxers, not that they were doing much to quell my reaction to her being all wet and slippery andfuck, the pool was a bad idea.

I wrapped my hands around her wrists before she locked her fingers behind my neck and brought herself flush against me in that move that made me forget my name—and that’d been when we were fully dressed. “Gwen…” Her name ripped from my ragged throat, more of a plea than anything, I just wasn’t sure what to beg for first.

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