Sinful Ever After (Sinful Serenade Book 5) - Crystal Kaswell Page 0,36

doing to me? Besides making it hard to resist fucking you." I bring her hand to my erection.

She sighs with pleasure. "Are you sure about this talking thing?"

"Unfortunately."

She finds the zipper of her blouse, undoes it, and pulls the top over her head. "Still?"

I take her in slowly. Damn, my hands want on that soft skin. Want to cup her lush tits. Want to toy with her nipples until she's purring. Want to feel her fleshy thighs pressed against me.

Kara is nothing like the women our label hires to pose in our music videos. All sixty-one inches of her are curvy perfection.

I never realized how much I like women with a little meat on their bones until I caught sight of her in a tight dress.

Way back when we were kids, she was the first girl who didn't seem icky. She was way more than not icky. God knows how many times I fucked myself thinking of her.

Her eyes are wide with lust. "Please, Drew." She reaches around, unhooks her bra, and slides it off her shoulders. "Please fuck me first."

I shake my head. My body has other ideas. One hand goes to her ass. It finds the hem of her skirt and stays there. The other goes flat against her back, pressing her body closer.

Fuck, I love the way her chest feels against mine.

This time, I sigh with pleasure. I want to fuck her. I want to wipe away the pain in her eyes any way I can.

"If that's really what will make you feel better." I pull her closer. "Then take your fucking panties off."

She nods, but there's still a tear in her eye.

I run my fingers through her hair. "We're a team. Whatever it is, you don't have to carry it on your own."

I loosen her watch and slide it off her hand. She wears it to hide the scars on her wrist.

Kara used to cut. It killed me when I found out.

But I made it all about me. I should have thought about how it killed her. I got so fixed on how I failed her instead of thinking about how I could make things better.

Right now, she needs my understanding.

I trace the scars on her wrist. As far as I'm concerned, they're battle scars she earned being strong for everybody else.

I bring her wrist to my mouth and plant a soft kiss on her skin. She purrs. Her lips part with a sigh. I can practically hear her begging.

"Made myself a promise that night you told me you used to cut." I look into her big, brown eyes. "I already fucked it up a few times, but I did promise myself that, from now on, I'd be there any time you needed someone to be strong for you."

She stares back.

"I'm gonna do my best to stay true to that."

Her voice is barely a whisper. "I'm scared."

I slide my hand over her neck and shoulder. "You're carrying the weight of the world again."

She shakes her head.

"Yeah." I rub her shoulder. "Let me take some of it."

Her inhale is sharp. She looks up at me, her eyes heavy with the weight of something I can't figure out. Then her eyes are fixed off someplace in the darkness.

She shakes her head. Another tear rolls down her cheek. This time, I wipe it away with my thumb.

"I'm late," she whispers.

"Late for what?"

"No, Drew." Her voice breaks. "I'm late." She takes an unsteady breath and digs her hands into my skin.

Late.

Fuck, she can't mean—

"You're pregnant?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "I don't know. It's probably nothing. The travel or the stress of school. I switched to a new pill a few months ago. Different hormones. It's supposed to be fewer side effects, but I don't remember when my last period was. I don't have a clue."

"Do you want it to be nothing?"

"Wouldn't that be best?"

I bite my lip. I'm trying not to push as hard as I usually do. But fuck, it's tough keeping my mouth shut here. Kara pregnant—that's fucking amazing.

Us, having a family. It's not something I think about. Not right now. But fuck timing. I want that with her. I want everything with her.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"I... want a baby. One day."

"Me too." We've only discussed it briefly. We're young. We're not even married yet. It never seems like an immediate priority. But I know we both want a family. "You'll be a great mom."

"Yeah, but... what if I can't take care of a baby

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