Page 23 of Duress
“I’m just so disgusted by the man he is now. I can’t believe I didn’t see it sooner.”
“Love makes us blind to a lot of things.”
She looks up at me, her expression a confused mess of emotion, like she isn’t sure how she’s supposed to feel. “Thank you for coming for me, Dane. You…you make me feel safe.” The corner of her mouth turns up in a small, sad smile, and I simultaneously want to punch my brother for making her feel unsafe and crush my mouth against her and make her forget all about him. I settle for placing a gentle, chaste kiss on the corner of her mouth.
“You are safe with me, Ever. Always.”
When I pull away, she’s looking at me like she’s seeingmefor the first time. There is a look of awe and disbelief on her face, like the concept of safety is new to her. My words hang between us like a promise. I want to kiss her. Make her forget the hurt she’s feeling. But I wait for a sign. A signal that she wants this too. I don’t want to push her if she’s feeling vulnerable. Her small pink tongue darts out, moistening her bottom lip, and my eyes track the movement. Her breathing comes in short pants, and I know she feels this electric connection between us. She’s been fighting it for weeks, and now that she knows what a terrible person my brother is, there should be nothing keeping her tethered to him.
She leans closer, bringing her lips close enough to mine that we are sharing the same air. She brings her free hand up to my jaw, and I shudder under her touch.
“Make me feel safe, Dane. Please.” Her words are barely a whisper, but it’s all I need. The tether on my self-control snaps. I take the beer bottles and set them on the coffee table as I lean into her, capturing her lips with mine. She lets me take control and leans back on the cushions, allowing me to cover her body with my own. I settle between her legs, one hand cupping her ass while the other tangles in her hair as our tongues dance.
I lose myself in the taste of her. In the breathy moans that escape from her mouth. The way her soft curves feel under my touch. The warm, wet heat from her center I can feel dampening my grey sweats. She is my rapture, and this time nothing is going to interrupt us.
Trailing my lips down her jaw, I nip and kiss her neck and along her collarbone as I move down her body. Her back arches, pushing her breasts into the path of my kisses. I pull down the top of her dress, releasing her breasts from the stretchy black fabric. She isn’t wearing a bra, and I am momentarily stunned by the sight of her perfect, teardrop-shaped tits. They’re just big enough to be a handful, and her dusky pink nipples are hard, begging to be sucked on. I capture one in my mouth while rolling the other between my fingers. The soft whimper of pleasure she lets out is music to my ears.
I take my time, lavishing each soft mound with attention, alternating sucking and pinching her nipples until she is a writhing, panting mess under me. She bucks herhips into mine, seeking friction. The needy responsiveness of her body to my touch makes my dick so hard it hurts.
“Dane…god…more…it feels so good.” Hearing her say my name while begging for more has got to be the sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever heard in my life.
“Patience, sweetheart. I’ve been waiting a long time for this, and I am going to enjoy worshipping every inch of your gorgeous body.” I shift lower, settling my face between her thighs. One of her legs rests on my shoulder, the other falls away, opening her sex to me. It’s barely covered by a pair of black lacy underwear, and I can make out a damp spot in the center. I lean in and run my tongue up the wet fabric, savoring the taste of her. Fuck me. I’m done. This is it. If I die now, I’ll die happy.
“Dane,” she pleads, her hips bucking as she fondles her tits. She is as lost to this mindless need as I am. Her body seeking mine like two magnets drawn together.
Slipping a finger between her underwear and wet heat, I lightly tease her sensitive flesh, drawing out the ecstasy and agony of unfulfilled desire.
“Can I make you feel good, Everly? Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue until you forget why you’re with the wrong brother?” I draw a gentle circle around her clit through her underwear with my tongue. She whimpers in response and grinds herself against my face.
“Words, Ever. Give me your words.” I pull back, staring at her flushed and dazed expression. She looks at me, her eyes clouded with lust. This should be all I need, but I want verbal confirmation before we do something that cannotbe undone. Once we take this exit, there is no going back. This is the point of no return.
“Please, Dane. Fuck me. Make me forget.”
Fuck yeah. I know the grin that spreads across my face is nothing short of feral. With one swift tug, I rip the lacy undergarment from her body, then plunge my tongue into the most sinfully delicious pussy I’ve ever tasted.
With every swipe of my tongue through the slick, wet heat of Everly’s pussy, her thighs clench tighter and tighter around my ears. She has one hand fisted into my hair, pulling my hair so hard it’sjustthis side of painful, and it’s making me rock hard. Her other hand is cupping one breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple. The way she rides my face—thrusting her hips up while dragging me closer with a fistful of my hair, her soft panting moans getting louder and louder—exceeds every fantasy of her I’ve ever had. By far. My imagination could never have expected how spectacular it would feel to make Everly shatter with my tongue.
“D-D-Dane… Ohgodohgodohgod… Don’tstopdontstopdontstop…” I keep my tempo as I slip two fingers in her pussy, curling them up and rubbing her G-spot, the sound of her pleas the singularly most erotic thing I’ve ever heard in my life. That does it. Her hips buck, and she cries out. Liquid gushes, coating my tongue and chin. I don’t stop lapping up her release until her fist releases my hair, her hand falling limply to the floor.
Raising my head, I press a gentle kiss to her inner thigh. When I look at her face, she’s watching me with hooded eyes, her cheeks flushed pink. God, she is beautiful.
I crawl slowly up her body, letting her watch me lick my lips, savoring the flavor of her. “You are magnificent.” Her eyes widen in surprise as my compliment lands. Clearly, she hasn’t been reminded recently how amazing she is. My fucking fuck of a brother doesn’t deserve her. Before she can respond, I capture her lips with a filthy kiss, swallowing her protest. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, deepening our kiss. She clings to me like she’s afraid if she lets go, I’ll disappear. Her leg shifts, and with an impressive show of flexibility, she slips her foot into the waistband of my sweats, pulling them down, freeing my cock. When it bobs forward it rests against her wet pussy, sending a shudder of desire through me. She’s so slick and ready for me.
I rock my hips, rubbing the length of my dick against her sensitive clit. It causes another cascade of pleasure to ripple through her. I pause mid thrust when the head of my dick notches at her entrance, ready to push in and claim her fully. I break our kiss so I can look her in the eye when I say, “Tell me, Ever. Tell me you want this.”
“I want you.” Her words are quiet, but there is so much need and want in her eyes as she stares into my soul, I know in that moment I will give this woman anything she asks for. I watch her face as I push in, taking in how her expression goes from need to surprise to undeniable pleasure as I fill her with my cock. God, she feels amazing. This isn’t going to last long, and I want to make sure she comes one more time.
Hooking one arm under her knee, I lift her leg, bending her nearly in half, giving myself a better angle to fuck intoher and hit her G-spot. I know I hit it when her fingernails bite into my back, and she cries out in surprise. Her hands find my face, pulling my mouth to hers, fusing them together.
Our kiss is desperate, like we are trying to blend our entire existence together. My hips piston in a relentless tempo, driving us both closer to the edge. Sweat coats our bodies as our frenzy comes to a head. She clenches around me, gasping into my mouth as her orgasm crashes into her. Her pussy tightens around my cock, pulling my climax out of me, and my body goes rigid as my dick pulses inside of her. Our chests are pressed together, hearts pounding, breath heaving as I revel in the perfection of this moment.
Everly Carmichael is now mine.
CHAPTER 20
EVERLY
The smell of frying bacon wakes me up from the deepest sleep I have had in weeks. I sit up, momentarily disoriented by my unfamiliar surroundings. After Dane and I…made love? Had sex? Fucked up everything in the most dramatic and irrevocable way? He carried me upstairs to his bed, tucked us both in, and held me while I fell apart. He thought I was crying over the death of my marriage. I was really crying over how I am the worst fucking person in the world for giving in to my selfish wants, and how much he will hate me if he ever finds out the truth I’ve been keeping from him.
