Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 102833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
“Happy fucking birthday to me.”
22
Matteo
My phone rings from somewhere far away, but I ignore it, not wanting to move from this bed. I couldn’t even tell you how many times I fucked Dani—in the kitchen, on the couch, in the shower … in my bed …
After the last time, I rolled over, too fucking beat to clean up, and pulled her into my arms. I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent—sex, sweat, and body wash—and passed the hell out.
I’ve never been more attracted to a woman in my life. Maybe it’s because I’ve let her in, and with her, it’s more than just a physical attraction, but I can’t get enough of her. Even as I lie here, watching her sleep, all I want is to stay right here in this bed with her, buried inside her perfect pussy for days.
The phone rings again, and she shifts, her leg rubbing against my cock. At some point, we rolled over, and she ended up lying half on me with her head situated on my chest, her luscious tits smashed against my side, and her leg thrown over my hip.
When it rings for a third time, I carefully maneuver myself off the bed and go in search of my phone. We fell asleep naked, so I grab a pair of sweats and throw them on and then answer Lorenzo’s call.
“About time,” he says.
I glance at the time, shocked that we slept in so late.
“I have good news. Kevin got my charges dropped, and I’m a free man. We’re on our way to your place now. We’ll be there in ten minutes. Can you let Dani know? I texted her, but she hasn’t responded.”
As if she heard her name being mentioned, Dani steps out of the room. With only a sheet covering her naked body, her hair up in a messy bun, and her face free of makeup, she looks fucking gorgeous.
She smiles softly … nervously. And then Lorenzo speaks again, and it hits me …
I fucked my best friend’s little sister.
“Matteo, you there?” Lorenzo asks, concern etched in his voice.
“Yeah,” I choke out and then clear my throat. “I’m here. You’re out,” I say, my eyes locking on Dani. “That’s awesome, Russo. We’ll be here.”
We hang up, and Dani opens her mouth to speak, but before she can get a word out, I say, “Your brother’s out. Get dressed.”
I push past her and slam my bedroom door, locking it behind me, knowing if I don’t, I’ll do something stupid, like rip the sheet off her and fuck her again, despite her brother being on his way.
I quickly jump in the shower, trying not to remember the way I took Dani against the shower wall only mere hours ago, and then get dressed.
I’m just opening my bedroom door when the alarm chimes to let me know the front door is opening, and then Lorenzo is walking in. I meet him at the bottom of the stairs and give him a hug, so damn thankful that he made it out alive.
“Where’s Kevin?” I ask.
“He said he had more paperwork to do, but since your ass wouldn’t answer my call this morning, he dropped me off. By the way”—he grins—“happy birthday!”
“Thanks.”
He glances over my shoulder, his eyes narrowing at me. “Your kitchen is a mess. What happened?”
“That would be me,” Dani says, appearing at the top of the stairs. “My attempt at making the birthday boy a cake.” She smirks and shrugs and then flies down the stairs and straight into her brother’s arms. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” She snivels. “I’m so sorry. I—”
“Hey, none of that,” he says before I can. “The important thing is that we’re all okay, and once Matteo finds Enrique—and he will—he’ll be out of our lives for good.”
Dani nods and hugs her brother again before she steps back, bumping straight into me. The smell of my shampoo and body wash hit me hard, and I step away from her, needing space.
“Sorry,” she mutters.
“Thank you again for taking care of my sister,” Lorenzo says. “I owe you, man.”
“You don’t owe me anything,” I tell him, knowing damn well he wouldn’t be thanking me if he knew all the positions I fucked his sister in last night … and early this morning.
“As much as I’d like to stay and chat, I need to get to the office to start damage control. Margie is working on it, but we need to make sure Enrique didn’t fuck anything up. You ready to go?” he says to Dani.
Without thinking, I step slightly in front of her, making Lorenzo’s brows rise in confusion.
“She can’t go to the office,” I say. “With Enrique still out there, it’s not safe.”
“I know,” he says. “I’m going to bring her to my place first and get her set up in the guest room.” He glances at her. “Do you have a lot of—”