Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
“Tell me now that we shouldn’t have done that,” I murmur, pressing my lips to the inside of her thigh.
All she can do is stare back at me as a wicked grin tears across her face. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you are? You’re going to get us caught.”
“Who me? I haven’t said a word. You’re the one thrashing on the bathroom sink.”
“Thrashing?” she scoffs. “That’s a bit of an over exaggeration of your skills, don’t you think?”
“Oh?” I say, getting back to my feet, unable to keep from grinning. I reach for the front of my pants, popping the button before slowly releasing the fly.
Her heated gaze follows my movements, and her eyes widen before she shakes her head. “No. Now that we really can’t do,” she says in an almost panic. “I can’t be quiet with you.”
My grin widens as I reach into the front of my pants, freeing my straining cock before pumping my fist up and down. She watches the way my fist moves, and the desire in her eyes is like nothing I’ve ever seen.
She knows just how fucking good it is with us, and there’s no denying how desperately she wants it.
“Tell me you don’t want it, Harper. Tell me you don’t want me to take that sweet little cunt and fuck you until you scream.”
She whimpers with need, and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard, then just as I go to step into her and lift her into my arms, a knock sounds at the door. “Knight, you in there?” Elias says from the other side of the bathroom door.
Harper’s eyes widen in horror, and when I take her thighs, she starts shaking her head. “Don’t you dare,” she mouths.
I pull her in, locking my arm around her waist and dragging her hips right to the edge of the vanity, the tip of my cock dragging through her wetness. She whimpers again, and I brace my hand over her mouth, keeping her silent.
Another knock sounds. “Knight?”
“I’m fucking busy.”
I drag my cock through her wetness again before circling her clit and watching the way her eyelids flutter, and as my tip finds her entrance, I slowly push into her. Harper sucks in a breath against my hand, her overwhelming pleasure written all over her face.
I take her deeper, her walls stretching around me with every inch I give her.
“We need to talk,” Elias spits at the door. “The fuck do you think you’re doing speaking to my wife like that? Do you have any idea how upset you’ve made her? It’s bad enough her children have disregarded her feelings. She doesn’t need that same hostility from you.”
Harper raises a brow and shakes her head, leaning aside until my hand comes away. “What did you say to my mom?” she whispers, but her words come out just a little too loud, and I slam the rest of the way inside of her before fixing my hand back over her mouth, just in time to catch the deep groan that tears out of her.
Harper’s eyes widen, and she pants against the inside of my palm.
“The fuck was that?” Elias demands at the door. “Have you got someone in there with you? Is that Harper?”
“Harper,” I scoff, taking her deep as her hungry gaze remains locked on mine. “The fuck, man? Might I remind you that’s my niece. We don’t fuck family. Now if you wouldn’t mind, I’m trying to take care of business in here. Fuck off.”
“Step,” Elias mutters. “Step-niece.”
“Same fucking difference,” I say for his purpose, subtly reminding him that the comments he made about Harper last week weren’t okay.
Harper grins against my hand, and I tighten my hold around her waist, lifting her right off the counter before pressing her back against the cold wall and holding her there. Her arms lock around my neck, and the second she’s stable, I thrust hard, bottoming out.
She tips her head back against the wall, breathing heavily, and I release my hold over her mouth, trusting her to keep quiet, but honestly, at this point, I don’t fucking care if she were to scream out my name right now. Let Elias know just how deep I am inside his precious little stepdaughter.
“We’re going to fucking talk about this,” Elias says, referring to my treatment of his ridiculous wife.
“Not right now, we’re not.”
Elias mutters to himself, and not a moment later, his heavy footsteps recede, and I can only imagine what fresh bullshit is waiting for me, but it won’t matter because it’ll be a cold day in hell when I walk out of this bathroom and straight into the lion’s den. Both Harper and I will be escaping out the back door.
“He’s gone,” Harper murmurs, her nails digging into my skin. “Now fuck me like you mean it.”