ログインSOPHIA He shot me a confused look. "I don't want you anywhere else but with me, but it's also painful when you are in the room and I'm not close to you. Yes, I'm pussy whipped" I actually laughed before I turned my attention back to my drawings, secretly enjoying the way that Blake always wanted me near him. It wasn't an overwhelming thing. It just felt good to know he wanted my company, and to know he was more comfortable when we were close. I'd never experienced that kind of closeness with another person before, so I treasured the feeling of being desired. "Even if you aren't always with me, there's no place I'd rather be," I answered honestly. "Same here," he mumured. "If I can't be intimate with you, I at least want to be close to you." My heart squeezed from the emotions that his words suddenly awakened. Blake moved me, even when he was speaking suggestively. I'd never really experienced happiness just from being in the same room with another guy, but that was exactly what
SOPHIA I sighed. "Neither one of us planned for anything to happen. I don't regret it, but Blake wasn't searching for something permanent, and I wasn't either. You understand my circumstances. I can't commit to anything long term." "Sometimes you just have to work things out," Debby observed thoughtfully. "We have worked things out. I go to my position in Boston, and he returns to Congress," I said defensively. Blake had never mentioned the future, and the last thing I wanted was to have my heart broken by the same man...again. But considering how I felt about him, it was going to be impossible to avoid the hurt when I departed. "We'll see," Debby said with amusement in her voice. "Take care of yourself, and don't push yourself to feel normal immediately. It sounds like you need to regain weight and your energy." "Oh, God. Now you sound like Marcus." I rolled my eyes. "I sound like your older sister who loves you." "Sorry. I know. It's just—I really need some distance from all
"Come for me, sweet Sophia," he directed. "Release it all." He began driving into me with powerful, deep strokes, clearly enjoying every single movement. I gently bit his neck as my peak washed over me, needing to maintain our connection somehow. Then I ran my tongue along the pulse in his neck as my body started to shake with release. Holding my bottom exactly where he wanted it, Blake pushed upward several more times, sinking himself hot and fully inside me to the deepest point. His spine curved and his head dropped back onto the pillow as he reached his own intense release. And for as long as I lived, I knew I'd never forget how stunningly attractive he appeared in that instant. We remained there together, both of us speechless as we caught our breath. I had to hold my tongue to keep from expressing exactly what I felt while he kept me on top of his body, not wanting to let me go as our heart rates returned to normal. I wished to tell him that I felt amazing. I wished to t
I smiled and moved nearer, my hands shaking as I finally got to touch him exactly the way I’d wanted to for so many years that every need I’d held inside me burst out once my palms landed on his chest, and the stopper to the container holding my feelings back finally came off. **** I was an anxious person by nature, someone who aimed for perfection and blamed herself if anything wasn’t exactly right. But the moment my hands landed on Blake’s fit, beautiful body, every thought that I had, anything that I worried about, vanished from my mind. My only thought was about the enjoyment of touching his warm, firm body until I was content. Until he was the one saying my name, asking for relief. Sure, I didn’t have much practice with that kind of thing. But with Blake, I was fairly sure all I had to do was make myself happy to make him happy. I moved my hands down his chest, following every clear line of muscle in his stomach, and then bending to run my tongue over the same lines, enjoyin
BLAKE I nodded slowly. "Yes." "I'm not sure," Blake admitted. "She was beaten up pretty badly, but if Marcus didn't mention sexual assault, I doubt it. He seemed very angry about everything they'd done to her, but he didn't mention any kind of sexual offenses." "She'll recover. She's one of the strongest people I know," I said with conviction, refusing to believe that my sister would be anything other than herself again. "She doesn't know about you two—" "Marcus will tell her when she's strong enough to understand," Blake cut in. "I doubt he'll continue to let her believe that he's that much of a jerk." He paused before adding, "On second thought, he's not exactly warm and friendly, but he isn't the type to deliberately hurt somebody either." Tears of gratitude began to fall down my cheeks. "I don't know how I'll ever repay all of you for what you've done. I was so afraid they'd kill her." "Maybe you can sleep without nightmares now," he answered in a rough voice as he put his h
BLAKE "Yes and no," I said carefully. "It's been thirteen years. Most of it is water that passed under the bridge a long time ago." "That's nonsense. It never ended. Sophia is the reason you don't get involved with more women." Sophia was the reason I wasn't involved with anyone at all. "She doesn't want to go back to that place again," I explained. "She's always thought of me as you, and understandably, she didn't like me very much." "Then change her mind," Marcus challenged. "You know you want to." "It's not that simple" "Yes. It is," Marcus cut in. "You take her to bed and make her feel good until she can't think clearly and you keep her that way. I'm pretty sure that's how our siblings ended up married." "I think it was a little more than that," I said unhappily, not really wanting to share that Sophia didn't want me for anything other than some physical enjoyment. "You can be pleasant when you want to, bro." "Give it up, Marcus." "Not until you do," he said in an annoyi
She lifted her chin. “If I have to be.” He grinned at her mischievously. “Then convince me.” Did he really think she wouldn’t take the lead? She leaned down carefully, placing her hands on either side of his head. “Okay. Tell me when you’re finally convinced,” she said softly into his ear. “D
GABE “Very,” Blake growled. “Let’s go.” Gabe nodded toward the stairs and led the way while Blake hurried to change into jeans and a sweatshirt. Their sizes were similar, so Gabe’s clothes fit Blake well enough. All the men were already in the pasture when Terrence landed the helicopter, fly
GABE “We’ll find her, Mom,” Zane said in a calm, reassuring voice. “Should we call Marcus?” Aileen asked, unsure. Blake shook his head. “Not yet. He’s halfway across the world. He can’t do much from there. If we need more help, then we’ll call.” Gabe knew Blake wanted to keep Marcus from wo
CHLOE She looked up at him, meeting his green eyes. There was hurt in his gaze as she said, “I don’t think you’d ever want to hurt me, but I thought maybe—” “I only told them he was abusive. You need their help. Let the people who care about you support you, Chloe.” “I know they care, but I







