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Chapters (35)
  1. Sweetest Secret
  2. Dedication
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. Emily
  14. 11
  15. Chase
  16. 12
  17. Emily
  18. 13
  19. Chase
  20. 14
  21. Emily
  22. 15
  23. Chase
  24. 16
  25. Emily
  26. 17
  27. Chase
  28. Epilogue
  29. Emily
  30. Full Page Image
  31. Their Snowy Night
  32. Chapter 1
  33. Saint
  34. About the Author
  35. Also by Lucy Darling

“How do you want me?” She spreads her hands above her head. I know this is part show. She is pretending to be who she thinks she should be. Some seductress. I don’t know what game she is playing with me right now, but I really don’t give a flying fuck. In the end, I’ll win, and she will be mine.

“Trust me, you’ll know because I’ll put your little ass there or tell you.” I stand from the bed to strip off the rest of my clothes. “Thighs spread,” I order.

Her breathing grows heavy. She’s not used to this side of me, but when those legs start to spread and I see how fucking wet she is, I know she’s loving every second of it.

That makes two of us.

12

Emily

I thought I was coming here with all the control. All week Chase has been up in my inbox, so to me, I had the power. It was a silly thought, and truthfully, I don’t even want the power. Not here. He’s right. When we’re in his bedroom, I love how bossy and demanding he is. Chase is normally so laid-back. So much so that at times it would drive me insane when I’d be trying to get his attention.

It takes everything in me not to be bashful as I spread myself open for him. Cheerleading, volleyball, and even dance has kept me in shape over the years. I guess the one plus to giving in to this one night of lust and need I have for Chase is that he's going to get to see me in this body.

I never loved cheer or any of the sports I did for school. The only thing I ever did that was outside of trying to get into a good school, not only because of my father’s name, was riding horses, which is something you could do competitively; but that was mine, and I wasn’t going to turn it into anything other than my passion. Something I truly loved to do because I wanted to. It was never an obligation.

From here on out, I’m not going to be spending days running laps and doing drills. I’m sure I’ll put on some weight, but when I see my stepsister Molly, I don’t think that’s a bad thing. I’ve heard her huff about some of the weight she gained since moving into our home. I think her curves look amazing, but not all men feel the same. The woman I saw Chase with at my father’s event was more than in shape.