Chapters (41)
She licks her lips. And, as if she’s even more emboldened than before, she says, “Who said I’m a virgin?” With that, she pushes past me and out of the pantry, her hips swaying as she strolls away and leaves me speechless.
8
CARINA
“Wow, blue really is your color,” Angelica says, glancing over the fifth dress I’ve tried on. My brother didn’t want us all going out shopping, so he brought the store to us.
The library has been turned into a dress shop. There are racks and racks of clothes along with a million boxes of different shoes to pick from. It’s a bit overwhelming. I should be excited. Isn’t this a girl's dream? I think part of the problem is I don’t know what my dream is in life.
For a while, I thought about college, but I think the Palermo blood runs too deep in my veins. If I’m not thinking about Gilly, I’m thinking about what else the BB crew could be doing. Unfortunately, Ocean has grounded us. Magic still can’t find the mystery man, which is insane.
Has he locked himself in a house somewhere or something? It’s hard to stay hidden these days. Cameras are everywhere unless you know what you’re doing. I still can’t get his face out of my mind. Yet I can’t place him no matter how many times I wrack my brain. That worries me because he might be doing the same thing when it comes to me.
“It really is. It’s her eyes.” Yes, my eyes. A bright blue that is striking. People always comment on them. Too memorable. I’ve never thought about that before now.
I cock my head, staring at myself in the mirror. The dress is beautiful. The top is tight, pushing my boobs up, making them seem bigger than they really are. I’ve always been on the small side. It’s partly why my brother always pushed that I needed to be able to protect myself. Too bad he didn’t teach me how to protect myself from his own right-hand man.
I lick my lips, still shocked over what happened with Gilly. Mr. Always-in-Control forced me to my knees and shoved his cock into my mouth. It was so damn hot. It took everything I had to walk and not run from the pantry. I’d gone straight back to my bedroom, and with only a few touches, I came harder than I ever have in my whole life. Sure, I’ve given myself a few orgasms, but this was nothing compared to the others. What would it have been like if it was Gilly that got me off? I shake the thought from my head. I can’t allow my mind to go there.