Semua Bab Knocked Up By My Brother’s Best Friend: Bab 31 - Bab 40

“We did for a while,” I said, my voice high and shaky as his fingers trailed along my collarbone, sending pleasurable chills skating across my skin.I caught my breath. He pushed up my shirt and unfastened my bra in one swift movement, and his mouth closed hot and wet over my nipple. I twisted against him, under him, wanting more of his weight on me, more of his strong thigh pressing between my legs in that needy spot that seemed to ache and throb now. He licked, swirling his tongue around the bud of my nipple as it grew harder, tight and stinging with pleasure. My breasts felt heavy, and he took them in his hands, plucking at one nipple teasingly as he sucked the other. He moved his questing mouth to the other breast, palming my wet, hard nipple as he set fire to the other with his velvety tongue. I kept gasping for breath and lifting my hips as pleasure crackled down my spine. He drew deep on my right nipple. I gave a groan that he ripped out of me with a spike of ecstasy.His face,

My words seemed to set him on fire. He kissed me, then levered himself up to spread me wider so I could take more of him. The intensity and desire sparked off of him, his every touch making me moan and writhe as he worked us into a rhythm that was irresistible. The long, deep plunge of his cock disappearing inside my body as I consumed him, the ebb and flow of that endless, climbing tide swept all thoughts from me. I felt like I was weightless, swirling somewhere among stars of purple and black in an endless sky.Luke’s thrusts drove me higher and higher until he brushed that place inside me that felt so right. I moaned. He set his hand to me then, rubbing my clit relentlessly until I came hard and helpless in seconds. I clenched so hard around him, I thought I’d strangle him or force him out, but he took it, surging forward, going even harder until he roared his own climax on top of me.He rolled off of me, scooped me into his arms and held me on his chest. “I don’t want it to be ove

But when Whitney took off, it brought out the worst in him—the insecurity and jealousy and supreme selfishness. Every crappy thing he could’ve learned from his dad was right there front and center. Only instead of his mama being here to slap the tar out of him and set him straight, there was only Sarah Jo trying to hold down the fort with business and home. It must’ve felt like facing a firing squad some days. I wanted to make it easier on her, but interfering would just make it worse if the way Ryan reacted to my defending her at the bar was any indication.At the very base of all that was the fact I wanted to save her. It went with the fireman thing—I had a hero complex or something. I wanted to protect and rescue. In my eyes, it’s what a real man did. He didn’t tear people down like Ryan or use them up. That’s nothing but weakness and greed from where I was standing.My wish to ride in and save Sarah Jo was pretty far-fetched though. It wasn’t like there was a dragon I could slay.

“It isn’t only the drinking,” she said. “It’s the fact that your daughter can’t do this for you. You have to take initiative and be responsible for your own wellness. If you want to live, you’re going to quit drinking and go on a regimen of low impact exercise and a diet. You have to do this yourself. So if you make up your mind to do it, I’ll see you in two weeks to discuss your recovery and possible return to work. I suggest strongly that you consider your options, because if you continue as you are, there isn’t a great deal I can do for you if you’re not willing to help yourself,” she said sternly.I wanted to stand up and cheer and applaud. I also wanted to cry, because I didn’t like facing the fact that I couldn’t control this. Nothing I did, no matter how many low-sodium, low-fat, low-sugar dinners I cooked or appointments I went to, could save him. I didn’t have that power. He had to save himself, had to want to try. He was a pain in the butt, but he was my father and the close

LukeI had called Sarah Jo after my shift at the station. She said the doctor’s appointment had gone about like she expected, and her dad needed to take better care of himself. She also said she was going to try to back off, because micromanaging him wasn’t working very well for either of them.“You should call the girls. Get Gracie and Layla and Maggie to go out tonight. I’m tending bar, and it’s 99 cent margarita night.”“I think I’ll do that. I owe Maggie a drink for checking on Dad the other night anyway. I’ll see if Ryan can look in on him. That’s a great idea, Luke. Thank you,” she said.“I wish I could take you out myself. But since I can’t, you can at least get some downtime to have fun. Even if it’s without me.”“You’ll be there slinging drinks. Maybe I’ll leave you a tip,” she said.I felt good about getting to see her later, even if we did have to act like nothing more than old friends. She’d be happy and laughing with her friends. It was good to see that, to see her carefr