Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37854 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37854 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Rocking in and out of her pussy, he continued to tease her ass, wanting to fuck her there as well, but he didn’t want to waste his precious cum, not when it could be doing a job inside her pussy, where it belonged.
He didn’t care if he sounded like a fucking pig. This was what he wanted. He craved Raine in everything.
It wasn’t just lust. This was so much more than that. Each morning he woke, he needed to see her, to hear her voice or see her smile. Any morning that he didn’t get the chance, his day was fucking wretched.
Pulling out of her ass, he grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, feeling the start of his orgasm.
This time, when he came, he slammed to the hilt, praying his cum would take effect. Hoping it would. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and held himself still inside her, hoping she’d be pregnant.
He’d never wanted anything so badly as he did at that moment.
Selfish or not. It was what he wanted.
Coming down to earth, he heard her panting, and he took several deep breaths, not wanting to leave.
Leaning over her, he pressed a kiss against her neck and slid his tongue across her pulse. “I don’t want to let you go,” he said.
“Then don’t. Hold me, Dylan.”
He wrapped his arms around her, knowing he was going to have to help her to bed, that his cum would spill from her pussy and the chance of her getting pregnant would be reduced.
Chapter Ten
Two weeks later
Max stood shaving at his bathroom mirror, working the electric razor across his face to get himself a nice clean cut. In the bedroom, he heard Dylan and Raine laughing and messing around. He loved that sound.
He loved Raine.
Couldn’t get enough of her antics.
She was a good woman. He knew enough about women to know she was one to be treasured always.
From the moment she had entered their world, his, Dylan’s, and Lake’s lives had been changed for the better. His niece adored her, and he’d fallen in love with her as well. He didn’t know when exactly it happened, but it had been instant.
Once he got a nice clean finish, he splashed water onto his face and stared at his reflection. He was ready to head to work. Dylan had drawn the longer straw today and would be staying with Raine.
Neither of them wanted to leave her alone. With the festive season fast approaching, they had taken it in turns to go shopping with her. With them also agreeing for one of them to be with Raine at all times, it meant Max could have a break away from his best friend’s prying questions.
Dylan had just come out and said that he was in love with Raine. He wanted to marry her. Have lots of kids. She was it for him, and Max didn’t have a problem with any of that because he felt exactly the same way. He loved her so much.
He couldn’t help but rub his chest, feeling this spark within him. As he did, he turned toward the trash bin to throw away an empty package from his brand-new razor. He came to a stop.
Max wasn’t one to snoop in the trash bins, but something caught his eye. Reaching inside, he pulled it out and inspected it.
A pregnancy test.
He saw it had been used.
Next to the trash bin was the recycle bin, and with one look inside, he located the box the test had come in. He glanced over the back of the box and sure enough, there were the quick instructions on how to take the test as well as an indicator of pregnancy.
He was sure there was a leaflet with it as well, but instead, anger rushed through his body.
Raine had taken a pregnancy test and she hadn’t told him. According to the kit, Raine was pregnant with his or Dylan’s baby. It didn’t bother him who the father was. He and Dylan had agreed to share their woman years ago. Raine was supposed to be that woman.
Did she have a reason for not telling them?
Did she plan to get rid of it?
Was she faking it?
Holding the test, he stormed into the bedroom in time to see Dylan kiss Raine. His best friend had her pressed up against the door. Her hands were locked above her head, and she moaned.
That smile on her face, how … accepting she was.
It was all a lie. It had to be, just like before. There was no way he could trust her because he’d been let down before and knew what it was like to live with that kind of pain. To be lied to and laughed at. He’d vowed to never allow it to happen again, and he wasn’t about to start now.