Page 30 of Tangled Up

“Are you quoting movie lines to me?”

“I really need to know the answer.”

I drop my hand on the table, and she reaches across to give it a squeeze. “Only she can decide that, but I’m here if you need to talk. Even if it’s just for a trial run.”

I put my hand on top of hers. “Thanks. You’re a real friend.”

She shakes her head and stands. “I took an oath to help those in need, and you are clearly in need.”

“Don’t spare my feelings.” I laugh, leaning back in my chair. “Speaking of needs, you might consider taking the edge off every once in a while yourself.”

“We’re talking about your issues right now, not mine.”

“Right.” Tracing my finger along the tabletop, I confess. “I’m going back this weekend. I’ll talk to her then.”

“I’m rooting for you.”

She leaves, and I’m left to contemplate the potential outcome of that conversation. Years ago, I let circumstances overwhelm me to such an extent, I drove out the one person who loved me most.

If I’m going to have a chance at recovery, I’m going to have to tell her everything. I can’t allow myself to be so lost in her arms I don’t own the truth—even if it means I could lose her forever.

That’s the part that scares me the most.

CHAPTERNINE

CARLY

“Touch yourself.” Beck’s voice is husky in the twilight. “I want to see you come.”

We’re in the bed of my truck on a thick blanket. He sits with his back against the cab, and I’m lying with my head in his lap, nude from the waist down.

My knees are bent, and my fingers are between my thighs circling fast. “Beck…” I sigh as he slides his hands all over my breasts, squeezing them, pinching my nipples, making me frantic with lust.

“That’s right,” he whispers, lowering his face to kiss my chin.

His erection is a steel rod at the back of my neck, and my fingers circle faster as the tightness in my lower belly grows more intense. My eyes squeeze shut. I’m edging closer, when he leans forward, adding his fingers to mine, circling in time with my movements.

“Oh…” My thighs start to shake as my orgasm builds.

“You’re so beautiful.” His movement lifts his hips, putting his cock right at my cheek, and I turn my head, pulling it into my mouth and sucking.

“Fuck…” He hisses, hips jerking.

I trace my tongue all around his shaft, and he moans, leaning down to add his tongue to the action between my legs. I move my hands to his hips so I can take him deeper into my throat.

He groans against my clit as he licks and sucks me, slamming me into a shuddering orgasm. I’m clenching and throbbing, and he adjusts our position, quickly popping out of my mouth and dropping down behind me, plunging deep into me.

“Feels so good when you come.” His voice is a groan at my ear, and he breaks inside me, pulsing and spilling heat.

His palm is flat against my stomach as we ride the jerky waves. We breathe together, slower, easing back down, and my eyes flutter open…

I’m alone in my bed.

“What?” I sit up fast, rubbing my eyes in the dim light of dawn.

I’m confused. It was so real, but it was only a dream.

My body is throbbing, but he’s not here. I’m by myself in my bedroom at my aunt’s house.

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