All Chapters of Taken By My Brother's Dangerous Best Friend: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Her back arched, she threw her head back and just let go, entrusting her body to me completely. "No," she spat out hoarsely. "Oh Chance. Oh daddy. Oh, oh, oh fucking yes. More. More. Fuck my raw pussy, damn it. Never stop." "That's what I want too. That's the amendment, baby girl. Stay in my life, Olivia. Always," I said, offering her things I might not be able to give her. I'd be damned if I didn't try though. I was going to do everything in my power to keep her bouncing up and down my dick for life. "Always?" she asked, yanking my head back, holding it in her hands as she stared down into my eyes while I slammed up into her vulnerable body. Her sparkling blues were filled with tears and she was pouting, as desperate for me as I was for her. "Let's never stop, Olive," I said through strained grunts, the pure, unbridled love in her eyes making my dick slam into her until I bottomed out.

"It's not nice to call out another woman's name when you finally fuck the one that's been begging for your dick for years, Harmon," I whispered teasingly to him. His muscular form tensed for a split second before he withdrew from me swiftly. Gone was the warmth of the body that had been pressed up against mine a second ago. "Time for breakfast, Miss Hunter," he said nonchalantly, already stepping into his boxers like it was a regular Tuesday when I turned to face him. "You fucked me last night, Harmon. Me. A lot," I said coyly, a smug smirk on my face. "My apologies, Miss Hunter. It's my fault, not yours. I was not in my right mind and we were both drunk. Last night was a mistake. It won't happen again," he said, pulling a classic Mr. Inconsequential as he turned his back on me to head towards the kitchen. "You have nothing to worry about, Harmon. I won't tell Billy. You're

I couldn't meet his eye. Shame coursed through me. Billy knew about the one night stands. We pretended he didn't, but the doting brother that he was, of course he knew. Just the same, I hated him seeing me like this. It broke something in me every time I fell in his esteem. I knew what this must look like to him. It's different this time, Billy. He's different for me. "Come on man. She's had a long night. She was scared shitless. Of course I wasn't leaving her alone in a suite," Harmon said, moving to come towards me, tossing me a reassuring smile. I beamed back at him, comforted by him not outing us the way I was on the verge of doing. He seemed to know now wasn't the time. Or maybe he decided — "Right. Is that why my sister's naked under that robe? In a hotel suite with your half naked ass?" Billy raged, as he stared daggers at Harmon. "Stop fucking encouraging this shit, man." When he was one foot away from me, Harmon hesitated. A frown marred his face, storms cloudin

"Be good for daddy and go home. So I know that you're safe. I'll come home to you when it's over, Olive. You have my word. Verbal contracts are binding, remember?" I said to her, taking her chin between my index finger and thumb to lay a chaste kiss on her lips. "Is no restrictions still in play?" her seductive voice asked, as she wrapped her arms around my waist. "Your brother's on the other side of this wall, Olivia," I said, my stern voice dying off into a moan when she slid her hand down my boxers and onto my dick. "I'm just trying to understand what the final amendment means, daddy," she said, staring me dead in the eye as she stroked my dick. Not trusting myself with words, I pried her robe open, spun her around and slammed her body face first against the wall. "I want a written copy of the contract as it stands," she insisted, unfazed by the turn of events, hand already back on my dick, working on

"Did you really mean what you said? About fucking me in front of him if I…" she trailed off, reaching for the notepad and pen. "Yes," I said, stealing a kiss as I watched her write. "In a perfect world, you'll get to tell him about us yourself. When you're ready. I'll be right next to you. But if I ever see shame in you about me fucking you again, I will fuck you in front of him. I'll show him you're my whore. Just mine. There's no shame in us, Olive." The blush on her cheeks deepened with every word. I didn't flinch. Didn't stutter. She knew I meant it. "I need written proof. Sign please," she said, handing me the notepad. Free use for each other alone. I smirked. No leaving each other after you get back. That one sent a pang of anxiety through my chest, but I let it go. These were our last precious moments together. For who knew h