Chapters (34)
- Cover
- Also by Katee Robert
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- About the Author
And Shiloh? When I look at her, at the wariness on her face, I suddenly want to give her new memories to overshadow the old ones. The bad ones. My heart gives an uncomfortable thud, and the sensation only gets stronger when I shift my attention back to Broderick. He watches me with a contemplative expression on his handsome face. Serious. Oh, so serious. Was he born that way, or did it happen after his mother died and he was forced to share the parental load of raising his five younger brothers? I bet it was the latter.
Oh fuck, I’m in trouble.
I grab my drink and take a long pull. Another time, I’ll ask Broderick how he knew I like Old Fashions. Right now, I’m hunting larger game. “Some ground rules before we begin. There are both penalties for lying and for taking a dare and then backing out.”
“Of course there are,” Broderick says. A small smile pulls at the edges of his lips, a true smile. “What penalty?”
“Sleeping on the couch for a week, with no Monroe-induced orgasms.”
He snorts. “Who says that’s a deterrent?”
“Me.” I bump my head against his shoulder. “Both of you were having excellent orgasms last night because of me. Don’t try to pretend you’re not counting down the hours until you’re inside me again.” I nudge Shiloh with my knee. “And don’t lie and say you want to do anything but come all over my face again.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “Okay, fine. Let’s play.”
It’s cute how she’s trying to be so cranky, as if I can’t see the anticipation licking through her the same way I’m dying to. I smile at her, letting lust seep into my eyes. “You’re up first, love. Truth or dare?”
She glances over my shoulder at Broderick, and her face goes pink. “Dare.”
Smart girl.
The second she picks truth, I’m going to ask her if she wants to fuck Broderick. She knows it, too, so I wager Shiloh will go dare every time. “Let’s start nice and slow.” I tap my fingers against my glass. “Shiloh, I dare you to kiss me.”
Her sigh of relief is audible enough that it almost makes me laugh. This woman has obviously never been properly seduced before. It’s important to ease a person into it, not to shove them off the cliff. It took me three weeks to work us up to a kiss. I’m not about to throw away my first dare by having her jump on Broderick’s cock.
By the time he fucks her, she’s going to be begging for it.