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Chapter 8

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Jack

Moonlight filters through the trees as I trudge back to the cabin, shoulders hunched against the chill night air. Twigs snap beneath my boots, echoing the hollow ache in my chest. Hours spent wandering the woods trying to drive Olivia from my mind. The image of her in another man's arms, laughing, smiling in a way she never will with me again.

I shake my head, jaw clenched. It's over before it even began. I never should have let myself hope, never should have believed her lingering gazes and soft sighs meant anything more.

Not when she had a whole life waiting for her. Why would she willingly stay here with me in the middle of nowhere?

My cabin comes into view. I climb the porch steps, fumbling for the doorknob with numb fingers.

The door swings open, and I freeze, my hand still suspended in mid-air.

Olivia sits curled on the couch, haloed by the glow of dying embers in the fireplace. Her eyes meet mine, dark with some emotion I can't read.

"Jack," she says softly. "Where have you been?"

I swallow hard. "Out. What are you doing here, Olivia?"

She stands, wrapping her arms around herself as she takes a tentative step closer. "You left so suddenly earlier. I was worried." Her brow furrows. "Why did you go?"

My pulse thunders in my ears. I should lie, make some excuse. But I'm stunned by her presence, and the truth spills out, raw and painful. "Seeing you with someone else—with him—would drive me crazy," I rasp. "I could't...can't…I watch you in the arms of another man."

Her lips part in surprise and something that looks like dawning realization. She takes another step toward me, close enough now that I can see the amber flecks in her hazel eyes, smell vanilla scent.

"Jack," she breathes. "That man...he's not who you think."

I stare at her, my brows furrowed now.

My heart starts beating in overdrive.

I'm scared to hope. Afraid to believe this isn't another dream that will dissolve like mist come morning.

Her hand comes up to rest over my racing heart.

Her touch sears me, even through the fabric of my shirt. My skin feels too tight, stretched thin over the maelstrom churning inside me.

"That man is my brother, Jack. Not my boyfriend. There's not anyone else...just you."

The words hang suspended between us for a breathless moment. Then something snaps inside me, the last fraying thread of my control. I surge forward, capturing her face between my hands as I claim her mouth in a searing kiss.

She meets me with matching hunger, fingers fisting in my hair to pull me closer.

I groan into the kiss, drunk on the taste of her, the feel of her soft curves molding to my hardness. Those curves I thought I would never feel again.

Tears prick my eyes as I rasp out, "Thought I lost you…couldn't deal with it…" I trail off, my throat suddenly too tight to speak.

"You'll never lose me, Daddy," she tells me softly, and that's all I need to hear.

I smash my lips to her agains, and then with a growl, I lift her into my arms, not breaking the kiss as I carry her to the plush rug in front of the fireplace.

I lay her down gently, covering her body with mine. She arches up to meet me, hands tugging impatiently at my clothes.

I strip us both with desperate efficiency, needing to feel her skin against mine. When there are no more barriers between us, I pull back just enough to look into her eyes, dark and hazy with desire.

"I love you, Olivia," I tell her fiercely. "I've always loved you. Only you."

"Show me," she whispers. "Fuck me, Daddy."

Primal satisfaction roars through me at her words. I set about doing just that, worshipping every inch of her with hands and mouth until she's writhing beneath me, begging for more.

And when I finally sink into her welcoming heat, joining us as one, it feels like coming home.

We move together, giving and taking pleasure, stoking the flames of our passion higher and higher until the world disappears, narrowing to just this—skin and sweat, sighs and moans, two hearts beating in perfect sync.

I breathe her name like a prayer when I find my release, and she shatters in my arms a moment later with a cry of ecstasy.

In the afterglow, I gather her close, savoring the feel of her in my arms. She snuggles into me with a contented hum, pressing a tender kiss over my heart.

"I love you too, Jack," she murmurs drowsily, lashes fluttering. "Always will."

I tighten my arms around her and let my eyes drift shut, at peace for the first time in my life.

This is where I belong. With her, my Olivia, in this perfect moment stretching into forever.

Nothing else matters. Just us, and this love that will never fade.

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