Blocker (Seattle Sharks Book 5) by Samantha Whiskey

Author:Samantha Whiskey [Whiskey, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Pepper

Eric’s hands hooking under my knees. My spine pressed against the locked bathroom door at Club Thirty-Five.

Eric’s lips on my neck, his hand over my mouth to hush the moan trying to tear through me as he sent me into orbit in my bedroom.

My place.

His place.

Secret places.

Six weeks of stolen moments.

Each one hotter than the next.

Each one riskier than the next.

But I couldn’t stop.

We couldn’t.

And I was spiraling.

The sheets were warm and soft against my oversensitive skin. For a few moments, I simply laid there, letting the scent of the sleeping man next to me soak into my very being.

God, what was Eric doing to me?

He was like a drug I never knew existed and I was hooked after one hit.

I knew the risks.

Knew the stakes.

And yet, here I was, in his bed—again—his smooth sheets covering my bare breasts. The rest of my body tingled with a pleasant soreness and my mind? Well, normally it was logical and awkward and rapidly paced.

Now? Settled, fuzzy, calm.

He gave me a quiet mind.

I didn’t even know that was possible.

Maybe that was why I was terrified to open my eyes.

I knew that the second I did…the second I looked at him, I wouldn’t be able to push him away.

And I should.

He had more to lose than I did.

The family farm, quite literally. And I’d totally, utterly, fallen for his family. Every single one of them. They’d opened their home to me, included me, given me a sense of home I’d never experienced before but always dreamed of.

And how was I repaying them?

By sleeping with their son and risking his upcoming multi-million-dollar contract.

I’m the villain.

Brilliant. The argument and guilt-fest were the same every single time. As always, if my mind couldn’t solve a problem it would never stop working it until--

“You want to tell me what you’re chewing on?” Eric’s voice was husky with sleep and half-muffled by the pillow.

I snapped my eyes open, instantly rolling over on my side to face him.

His eyes were still closed and his long red hair was loose and mussed over his broad shoulders. I slid my hand across the bed, tracing the lines of the feather tattoos over his shoulders, and down his thick arms corded with muscle.

So much for pushing him away.

“How did you know?” I asked, continuing with my tracing.

“You’re always crunching something with that big brain of yours, Pepper.” He rolled over on his back, stretching every glorious inch of him. The sheet barely covered his hips, leaving his carved muscles decorated with ink, exposed. Also, it was morning so…

I may have trailed his tattoos a little lower than I should’ve.

A delighted growl rumbled from his chest, and he finally opened his eyes. Blinking a few times to clear the haze, he furrowed his brow when he locked gazes with me.

“What is it?”

I pulled my hand back, tucking it underneath my body so I wouldn’t have any excuse to touch him despite everything in my body begging me to.

“I’m not worth it,” I whispered, glancing away from his green eyes like the coward I was.

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