Page 29 of Happenstance
“Is that why you killed Max?”
Preston shrugged. “It got in my way.”
It, not he. I’d loved that fucking dog. Max was just doing his job and protecting the family. My eyes once again fell to the sharp point of the letter opener. It wouldn’t take much to shove that thing in his throat. Stain that nice shiny metal red with his blood.
“Go ahead, brother, do it,” Preston dared with a smirk. “You know you want to.”
I did. I really fucking did. Wanted it so bad my skin was crawling.
“Leave your brother alone.” My mother smiled at me.I could slap her around instead.“He’s a good boy.”
Preston snorted. “I doubt Mark Stevens would agree.”
How the hell did he know about that? No one knew about that. I’d made sure of it. He had to be bluffing.
I straightened up and stretched my neck. “I’m gonna go wait for Lana.”
I had to get out of there before the urge to hurt someone became too strong. Last time that happened, I didn’t come to until I was elbow deep in a gutted corpse. That took a long fucking time to clean up. Almost called my brother for back up. Funny thing is, I can’t remember what the prick did to piss me off.
I spun around and headed for the entryway. Besides blood, there was only one thing that could dull the itch for violence rushing through my veins. I smiled at the old blue Ford Taurus pulling up in front of the house.And here she is now.
My perfect, sweet little angel. The first person in this world to call me on my shit.
“What areyou so afraid of, Parker? That you’ll disappoint them, or yourself?”
I could still feelher perky nipples pressing against my chest. Her breath cooling my heated skin. How could I not touch her? She was right there, looking at me with need in those beautiful hazel eyes. My Angel. The girl I thought about when I jerked myself.
“It’s not alwaysthat simple, Angel.”
Her breathy words flowed through my ears and straight down to my dick. “Yes, it is.”
“Is it?”
I’d tastedthe forbidden fruit, and now I couldn’t let her go. Or the memory of that night…
My dick was alreadyhard as fuck, but when her whole body shuddered against mine, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to push her away before it was too late. “Prove it.” I leaned in and inhaled the only part of her I could touch, the sweet vanilla scent of her perfume. “Take your shirt off.”
I hoped my demand would make her back off, maybe even slap me. Instead, a flush of heat flooded her cheeks. Before I knew it, my hand was under her chin, thumb running over her plump bottom lip, as I tipped her gaze back up to mine. “Well, what’s it going to be, Angel? You going to take your shirt off? Or am I going to leave?”
It took everything I had to hold back when her lust filled gaze met mine. I should’ve stepped away then. Should’ve turned around and left her alone. But I was trapped by the softness of her skin warming my hand. And then, she opened her mouth.
“Shouldn’t you kiss me first?”
I snapped. Speared my fingers through her hair and slammed my lips down on hers. One taste. That was all it took to dissolve my years of control. The second her tongue touched mine and her sweet taste exploded in my mouth, I was done. Fuck the consequences, tonight Lana Crawford was mine.
With a growl, I picked her up and slammed us up against the wall. A second later, her shirt was gone, ripped apart like tissue paper.
“Parker.”
Her breathy objection didn’t penetrate my lust addled brain. All I heard were the soft moans that escaped her parted lips when my mouth latched on to her rosebud nipple. I’m not sure who took off whose clothes, or how we got on the bed, but I didn’t care. The only thing I needed more than to taste every inch of this woman’s body, was to be inside her. Buried so deep, she’d never forget the way I felt.
I ran my fingers through her folds, groaning at her wetness. I wanted to lick her there. Bury my head between her thighs and lap up all that sweet honey, but my dick couldn’t take any more. Lana gasped against my mouth when I lined up with her opening.
“Parker, wait. I’ve never…”
I pushed in, growling at the way her walls gripped my shaft. She was so fucking tight. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was a… I stopped and stared down at the grimace on her face. My mouth curled as I snapped my hips forward and felt myself tear through a resistance. She was a virgin. I might not be able to keep her, but Lana’s innocence would always be mine.
“Shh,” I hushed, while gently kissing away her tears. “Just relax.”
