Twist of Fate by Louise, Tia (free ebook reader for ipad .txt) 📗

His strained voice twists the muscles in my stomach tighter. I’m burning from the inside out, and it all centers in my pelvis, tighter and tighter until he lets go with a groan so loud, it vibrates my entire body.

My orgasm explodes, and I jerk forward, grinding my pussy as he holds me down on his cock, bucking with me. It’s years of pent-up need and desire. We’re dreams and delayed gratification and lust and chemistry smashing together in otherworldly sensation.

We ride it out, milking every last drop of heavenly bliss. I’m limp as my arms drape over his shoulders. We’re breathing fast, and I’m so deeply satisfied, I could fall asleep right here on his lap, in tattered clothes, with his cock buried deep between my thighs.

“Mm…” His large hand slides up and down my back. “Remember when that little prick said you were bad at sex?”

A smile curls my lips, and I exhale a laugh. “He couldn’t make me come.”

“What a massive idiot.”

Lifting my head off his shoulder, I look down at the scraps of my torn shirt. “I’m glad I’m not too far from home.”

His sexy mouth twists, and he pretends to be sorry. “I guess I was a little impatient.”

“Impatient?” I squint one eye, trying to fight my smile. “You didn’t even try to take it off.”

“Here.” He drops his thin tee over my head, and it’s like a dress.

Using the scraps of fabric, I touch the sweat off my neck. “It’s so hot. You should come inside and take a shower.”

One eyebrow arches, and he nods. “Good idea.”

Twenty-Five

Scout

My fingers slip into her open mouth as I fuck her from behind. We’re in the shower with the water blasting, and Daisy’s moaning so loud, I’m afraid she’ll wake the princess.

“Shh.” I graze the side of her neck with my teeth, and her fingers curl in my hair.

Our bodies move together like a wave, rocking and thrusting, and I lift and squeeze her breasts. “Have I ever said you have really great tits?”

“Yes,” she gasps, arching her back higher. “I’m right there.”

My hand moves quickly from her breast to below her waist, and I slide my fingers along her clit, thrusting deeper, closing my eyes as she breaks into leg-shaking spasms, clenching around my cock.

Her fingers curl on the shower wall, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her body against mine as the orgasm pulses through us both.

My cheek is against the top of her head, and I close my eyes. We still have it, and it is so good. She turns and I catch the condom, quickly disposing of it before pulling her chest to mine under the warm spray.

She has a washcloth, and she slides it down my back, over my ass as a naughty smile curls her lips. I lean down to kiss her lips briefly before taking the cloth and finishing the job.

Minutes later, we’re wrapped in thick towels, and she quietly moves around her bedroom, pulling on sweat shorts and a long-sleeved tee.

I sit on the side of the bed, watching my little princess sleeping. Her arms are over her head and she exhales a little snore. It’s too cute, but Daisy motions for me to leave the room.

“I need to turn her over, and she might wake up. She won’t understand why you’re here.”

As much as I hate to go, I lean down and feather the lightest possible kiss over my littlest girl’s head before going into the living room. I’m back in my pre-sex shorts and tee, but the shower helped.

“It’s cute, but snoring actually means she’s not sleeping well.” Daisy pads into the room looking so pretty and freshly fucked. “And she’s a cranky little rascal when she’s tired.”

“I should go and let you get a few hours of sleep.” She comes to me, and I slide my thumb along her cheek.

“Will you be able to sleep?” She blinks up at me, and I lean down to kiss her nose.

“I don’t know. I want you to call me if you hear any strange noises.”

She rolls her eyes. “Travis Walker is not going to bother us.”

“Not if he knows what’s good for him.”

Her eyes are warm, and her lips quirk as if she wants to say something and changes her mind. She blinks and smiles warmly instead. “I’ll call you if I hear any strange noises.”

“Good girl. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

She walks me out, and we say goodnight.

I drive back and fall into my bed, but I spend the remainder of the night turning over the whole what next part of the story. The fever of reunion is sated in my blood, but where does that put us?

Thanks to my mom and Gran, I’ve got a nice financial cushion to change directions, but which direction? I’ve spent four years starting a life in L.A. Daisy has spent as much time establishing her store here, and now that I know Melody, I can’t possibly be away from her all the time. I don’t want to miss another minute of her childhood.

I finally give up on sleep as the sun is breaking over the horizon and stagger into the kitchen. Taking a mug from the cabinet, I fix myself some coffee before going in search of my grandmother.

She’s sitting on the couch, looking out at the dew sparkling like diamonds on the grass out front.

“It’s a beautiful view.”

She turns to me and smiles. “I haven’t seen much of you lately.”

“I’ve been helping Daisy with her shop over in the village, and I went by the school a few times to help J.R. with the boys.”

“You haven’t been sleeping in your bed.” Her hazel eyes narrow, and she seems to know the reason.

I sit on the couch beside her. “Just making sure people are safe.”

“Which people?” She studies me over the rim of her mug.

It’s a fact: my grandmother knows everything.

“Before I left here, my biggest fear was making a mistake. Traveling all that