SWEET CHEEKS by K. Bromberg

SWEET CHEEKS by K. Bromberg

Author:K. Bromberg [Bromberg, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: JKB Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-03-14T16:00:00+00:00


I wake with a start. The room is darkened. My arm is numb from where Saylor’s head rests on it.

Saylor.

The goddamn drug I forgot about. The yardstick I’ve measured all against. The one woman I’ve always wondered what-if about.

Well, now you know, Whitley. Ten times better than you remembered. Richter-scale sex. But how does knowing help the situation?

Fuck if I know, but holy shit was that incredible sex.

And then it hits me. Is she the real reason I stayed away from Tessa in the weeks before coming here? We weren’t dating. I’d even told Say that. But spending that small amount of time with Saylor, our one hour of fun in our old stomping ground—the tree house—was clearly enough.

I hadn’t ever been interested in Tessa. A good lay? Sure. Available? Yes. Emotionally connected? Not a chance in hell.

Tessa could never hold a candle to everything Saylor Rodgers is.

I shift on the chaise and turn so I can see her face and watch her sleep. Take in the soft lips and long lashes. The freckles I used to tease her about, and that stubborn chin she’s lifted more times to me during our lifetime than I can count.

And I know my hunch is right. Tessa—perhaps any woman—pales in comparison to Saylor.

How in the hell did this happen? And why the fuck do I want to lean forward, taste those lips, and do it all over again?

Because it’s Saylor.

My afternoon run was supposed to cure this want. The exertion should have staunched the unexpected need and calmed the ache in my gut I’ve had since we walked down the path together last night. And yet it did the complete opposite. Each step of my jog was a pounding reminder how much I wanted her and an affirmation that the ball-tightening kiss we’d had was more than just for show.

I kissed her because I wanted to. Had to. Couldn’t resist not knowing if she still kissed the same. Tasted the same. Made that same little sound that used to get me hard in a split second (but in all fairness, for a teenage boy, a cool breeze could do that).

And selfishly my ego wanted the fucker, Mitch, to see she was with me. Call it a dickish move, tell me it doesn’t matter because he’s getting married and didn’t fight hard enough to keep her, but I know it does. I’ll make him wonder what I have that he doesn’t. A bigger dick? A larger bank account? A better personality?

Yes, to all three.

So fuck, the kiss might have been a combination of all the above, but the sex? That was all me. All want. All greed. Everything I need. And fuck yes, it was against my better judgment. But sure as shit, my better judgment is not communicating with my dick.

And now I’m screwed. Because all I want is more.

I scrub my free hand over my face to try and figure out how that’s possible, and I’m greeted with the scent of her pussy on my fingers.



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