Page 21 of My First Mistake
“I know. You’re gonna come on my cock this time.”
I am. I can’t stop. Can’t hold back the torrent of ecstasy that’s washing over every part of me. Now I know why I waited so long to have sex. I was waiting for this. For him.
I wakeup with his arms still wrapped around me and his chest pressed up against my back. Every single muscle in my body aches, but in that delicious way like after an intense workout. I smile and wiggle my ass against him.
He nips my shoulder. “Are you looking to be fucked again, Addie?” he murmurs.
I giggle, recalling how I woke him in the night to have sex again, and how happy he was to oblige. “No. Just enjoying lying here.”
“Does Santa know what a naughty girl you are?”
“You said I was a good girl last night,” I remind him.
“Hmm. You were a very good girl.” He trails kisses over my neck.
“Brax and my parents will be home soon,” I say, even though I know it’s going to break this wonderful moment.
“Ugh,” he groans. “Then I guess I’d better leave.”
I swallow down my disappointment. But he places his pointer finger under my chin and tilts my head until I’m looking at him. “I have some things to take care of, but then I’ll see you tonight and we’ll talk. Okay?”
“Okay.”
He drops a kiss on my nose. “That’s my good girl.”
He jumps out of bed and I watch him dress, letting my eyes rake over his toned, muscular body. Chase has never been short of girlfriends and maybe I’m being foolish to think he will ever want more than a casual hookup with me, but last night, he said all those things. About me being his and how I was about to ruin him for any other woman. Still, I’m not naïve enough to think that those kinds of things can’t be said in the heat of the moment.
He sits on the edge of my bed when he’s fully dressed. “What is it, Firefly?”
I screw my eyes closed. “I know I’m Brax’s sister and we have a whole history. I—I just don’t want things to be awkward between us. I know I’m inexperienced but I’m not naïve, Chase.” I stop short of telling him that it would be okay if this was a casual hookup, because it wouldn’t be. But I also don’t want to sound desperate.
He cups my jaw and leans in for a brief kiss. “I know you’re not, Addie. We’ll talk later. Okay?”
Even the tone of his voice has a kaleidoscope of butterflies taking flight in the pit of my stomach. “Okay.”
He kisses me again. “I’ll see you tonight.”
He walks out of my room and leaves me lying in bed, a stupid, goofy grin on my face, a full heart and a delicious ache between my thighs. Although I always knew it, now I am one hundred percent certain that I’m undeniably and irrefutably in love with Chase Hunter, and I’m going to be in love with him for the rest of my life.
Chapter 11
Chase
# Never keep secrets from a woman capable of stabbing you through the heart with a stiletto
After Addie and I unloaded Angelina, we walked to the main lodge to meet up with the wedding party, although not until I questioned once again the appropriateness of her choice of footwear. I swear she’s wearing those heels to drive me crazy.
Today is all aboutgetting to know each other.Despite Eva growing up in Juniper Ridge with her mom, most of her family live across the world and she doesn’t get to see them often. When her mom married her stepdad, Josh, she got another new family. And much like the Kinsella family get togethers, most ofgetting to know each otheris based around the eating of food. There’s afternoon tea, because Eva’s mom, Helen, is British and apparently that’s a thing there, and then a sit-down dinner later. Now that Addie and I have our truce, I’m sure today will be much more fun than yesterday. I would never tell her parents orher brother she’s a sexual deviant, but she doesn’t need to know that.
I open the door for her and she offers me a smile, one so sweet that it’s obviously fake.
Brax practically tackles her to the floor as soon as we get into the lobby. “Addie. Please tell me you’re not still mad at me for the whole cabin misunderstanding,” he pleads.
I catch her eye and grin, reminding her of our truce too. “Of course I’m not, Brax,” she says, and actually, I’m sure she’s not mad at him. Not only is he impossible to stay mad at, but she’s also aware that it’s not his fault he doesn’t know what a bad idea us sharing a cabin is. That’s all on us.
Brax is soon pulled away by a distant relative, of either his or Eva’s, but he’s replaced by his dad, Jack.
“Hi, sweetheart,” he says to Addie, wrapping his arm around her. She’s the apple of his eye and I love their relationship. My dad died when I was seven, and since I’ve known Jack, he has always been like a father to me. His relationship with Addie is the kind of one I’d like to have if I ever have a daughter. “Your aunt Irene keeps asking me if you need any help putting the table decorations together tomorrow, but don’t worry, I told her you had it all in hand.” He winks, conspiratorially.
