Betting on Stocks by Harley Stone

Author:Harley Stone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harley Stone
Published: 2019-12-13T13:51:02+00:00

Monica

I’D FORGOTTEN WHAT a good kisser Stocks was. He didn’t just kiss with his mouth and his tongue, the man put his entire being into it. Strong arms encompassed me, big, warm hands roamed up and down my back, and his tongue explored my mouth while he set my body on fire. Excitement erupted in my stomach, wetting my core and making my nipples pebble. Heat blazed, threatening to ignite the clothing barrier between us.

For the first time in months, I felt beautiful.

In this moment, I was no longer the victim of a life-altering accident. I was sexual… wanted… desired, and damn, it felt good. After all the pain and disappointment of the past two months, his attention felt downright intoxicating. We made out until our breathing grew shallow and my lungs were burning for oxygen. Drunk with lust, I needed more. Desperate to feel him everywhere, I gripped the hem of his shirt and tugged it upward.

He grabbed my hand, stopping me. “We shouldn’t do this.”

His voice was breathy with need, but his words might as well have been a bucket of ice dumped over my head. He gently pushed me away, but it might as well be a hard shove. I stumbled backward, trying to make sense of what was happing.

Stocks’s expression was unreadable, like he was trying to hide something. A minute ago, he’d been shoving his tongue down my throat. Now he wanted to stop? Of all people, he should know how badly I needed this connection… this reminder I was still alive and still a sexual being. He said he’d do whatever I needed, and now that I was opening up to him and allowing myself to feel, he was… pushing me away?

Why?

Come to think of it, why had he agreed to braid my hair?

Why was he even here?

I’d let myself get so wrapped up in the moment—in all his sweetness—that I’d missed the oddity of it. Guys didn’t do shit like this. Especially not for a one-armed, scarred up former pilot who couldn’t even strum up the motivation to leave her room. He wasn’t even after what was left of my body, so why was he pretending to care?

Naomi.

I felt the truth of it down to my very core. Ice filled my veins at the realization that my best friend must be involved. First, she’d dragged him down to Portland to retrieve me. Then, knowing how attracted I was to him, she’d urged him to come in and draw me out of my funk. The more I thought about it, the more sense it made. Stocks wasn’t attracted to me, he was doing his duty and helping another wounded vet. I was a project, and this was just another service the club provided.

Finally understanding the situation and feeling like a damn fool for falling into his trap, I drew back and looked him over. “Well, at least you’re not one of the club whores.”

Confusion furrowed his brow. “What?”

“You stopped this charade before we could fuck.

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