Page 26 of Break Me Gently

Only then did I remove my thumb.

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The door opened, then slowly closed. I reached out and switched my phone torch on so she could see where she was going. When she reached my bed, I pulled the covers back for her before turning the light off.

“You were quiet at dinner,” she murmured, moving closer.

I’d been observing what a normal family looked like, but she didn’t need to know that.

“I was thinking how good it felt, cumming inside that ass of yours. Best nut I’ve had all year.”

She jumped upright, but I dragged her back down, wrestling with her until I lay on top of her.

“If you’re with anyone else, then this is over,” she snarled, trying to hit me again, but I held her wrists to the bed.

“So jealous.”

“I can always make up with Nolan.”

My head snapped up until I could see the faint outline of her face.

“Try it and see what I fucking do,” I snarled.

I felt her body relax, and I eased my grip on her wrists.

“Fine,” she said stiffly.

“Fine,” I snapped back, already thinking of ways I could kill Nolan and dispose of his body without getting caught.

I moved down to kiss her. It was messy, angry, and hot enough for me to pull her shorts down. Her giggle wiped away my homicidal thoughts as I focused on her. I don’t know why she drove me crazy, but she did. I’d never been jealous of any other girl before.

I exhaled when she spread her thighs and pushed my shorts down as far as she could. I raised her top and planted my face into her breasts. Her hands found my dick as I began to kiss and suck on her sweet little tits.

I was dripping for her in seconds.

My sweet Amber.

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“Zach, can you pass me the vegetables?” Amber asked, washing her hands at the kitchen sink.

I glanced at Isabella, but she was concentrating on the cookbook lying on the counter.

I lifted the basin of vegetables and took them to the sink.

“Need a hand?” I said, leaning in behind her to place them in the sink.

“Hello, everyone.”

I glanced over my shoulder.

Fucking Luke.

He was going to be here for New Year’s Eve? Why didn’t he ring the doorbell? Did he have a set of house keys?

Fucking Luke.

Isabella moved to greet him while I reluctantly stepped away from Amber. I was due back in a couple of days, and I didn’t want to waste time on Newbury.