Page 64 of Endgame

“I’m crying because I’mfrustrated, Rourke,” she shot back angrily, interrupting my attempt to console her. “Because you are driving mecrazy.” Her towel slipped then, revealing one of her overly generous sized breasts. “And I don’t know how to deal with you!”

Fuck me.

“You blow hot and cold,” she continued to rant. “One minute, you’re treating me like I’m the shit beneath your shoes and the next, you’re making me breakfast! I don’t know where I stand with you at any given time and it’s driving me insane.”

Fucking hell.

Nipple. I could see her nipple. It was calling out to me.

Immediately, I was hard as a fucking rock.

“So, yes, Rourke,” she hissed out. “You frustrate me. Okay?”

“Christ, Six,” I groaned when she didn’t move to cover herself up. “Are you trying to kill me?”

She gaped at me. “What are youtalkingabout?”

Unable to stop myself, I reached out and cupped her breast. “If you don’t cover it up, I’m gonna assume you want me to put it in my mouth,” I growled, voice thick and gruff. Her breast was full and heavy and felt fucking perfect in my hand. “Which in my frame of mind, knowing you’ve just been fucking a rubber dick, I’m about two seconds away from doing.”

This was a bad fucking idea.

My heart was hammering in my chest.

My brain was telling me this was fucking wrong, and my body was roaringdon’t fucking stop.

I wanted her.

There, I finally admitted it to myself.

I wanted Mercedes Owens more than I’d wanted my next breath and it wasn’t a spur of the moment thing either. I wanted my stepsister from the moment I walked into that church and laid eyes on her. It was wrong and all fucked up, but there it was. I didn’twantto want her. I didn’t fucking want to like her, period. But she got under my skin.

From the moment I saw her, standing next to her mother in that pretty red dress and sulky as fuck expression, I knew she was going to cause me problems…

“Rourke,” she whispered, swaying a little, as I circled her nipple with my thumb. Immediately, her nipple hardened in my hand.

Fuck.

She actually wanted this.

Eyes rolling back, Six moaned loudly and took a shaky step closer.

To me.

The towel had slipped to her waist now, giving me a perfect view of her full breasts. Christ, I’d never seen real ones this big. The girls I’d been with in the past that had tits as big as Six’s had all been enhanced with a shit ton of silicone.

Losing my fucking mind, I hunched forward and pulled one erect nipple into my mouth as I continued to probe the other with my hand.

“I…omigod!” Six cried out, clutching my shoulders to steady herself.

Unsure of what to do, and knowing I couldn’t stop myself either way, I clamped my hands around that tiny fucking waist of hers and lifted her up, mouth still wrapped around her nipple.

She came willingly, pliantly, wrapping her legs around my waist.

Fucking perfect.

“Get rid of it,” I instructed, voice gruff, still suckling on her nipple. Immediately, Six dragged the towel away from her body and tossed it on the floor.

“Fuck me.” Pulling back, I dragged my teeth over my bottom lip as my eyes roamed over her naked body.

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