Her hand continues its torturous movement up and down my shaft and I suck a breath in.
“Is that what you wanted me to say?” she asks. I can hear the grin in her voice, but I can’t look. I know if I turn to glance at her, I’ll run the car into a light pole.
I nod. “More or less.”
Her hand strokes. My heart thumps. She leans into my ear, dropping her voice.
“I want you to do it again, Benji. I want you to make me come like that a thousand times over.”
All the blood in my body is rushing down between my thighs. Her hand grips the outline of my cock as it strains against my jeans.
I do my best to nod. “I can do that.”
I can definitely do that.
We turn onto my street, and I freeze. Rae feels the shift and pulls her hand away.
Parked in front of my house is a very familiar car. One that left the same day Rae arrived. One that belongs to my best friend. Rae’s brother.
Sawyer Montgomery.
Rae lets out a gasp as she adjusts her shirt, smoothing her hair and clearing her throat.
Sawyer’s leaning against his old, beat-up Hyundai, arms crossed, eyes blazing.
He sees us.
I guess he got my email after all. Cursing myself for sending it, I slow down and give him a nod. His lips pinch as he scowls, his gaze moving from me to Rae and back again.
So much for a happy family reunion.
I park the car in my driveway, stealing a glance at the woman who just came in the back seat. The one who was stroking my cock a couple of seconds ago.
Now, her face is white. Even her spattering of freckles looks pale.
“You okay?” I ask.
She nods. “I’m fine. Did you know…?”
I shake my head, then hesitate. “Well… When you came here the other day, I sent him an email saying he should come back. I didn’t know if he’d get it—or if he’d listen.”
Rae’s eyes soften, and she gives me a tight smile. “You did? Thank you. Please, can we not—”
“Not a word,” I say.
Her shoulders relax, and she exits the car. Rae greets her brother as I take a moment to compose myself, adjusting my pants around my quickly diminishing erection. Heat still swirls around me, my lust not quite dissipating.
I glance over to see Rae standing a few feet apart from her brother, and I wonder if I made a mistake.
Should I have stayed away from Rae? Should I have resisted the attraction I feel for her?
Is that even possible?
Having her in my arms was the best feeling I’ve had in a long time. It wasn’t like it’s been with other women. It didn’t feel like a one-night stand, or the type of thing you never speak about again.
As I take one last breath before exiting the car, I know I don’t want it to be the last time I touch her.
Sawyer’s eyes shift to me when I slam the car door. His face is dark.
“What’s this about? You two best friends now, or what?”
“I fixed the car,” I say, nodding to the Aston Martin. “We were just driving it back.”
“Glad to see you two are getting along,” he spits. “So much for sticking to your word.”
His anger is red-hot, pent-up for over three and a half years. I know it’s not directed at me—not really—but the words still sting. I stand next to the car, staring him down.
His gaze swings back to Rae, and I have the urge to step between them. I want to protect her from her brother’s wrath.
But Rae stands her ground, and I know it’s not my battle to fight. I stand there, witnessing, trying not to let my divided loyalties drag me one way or the other.
“Why are you here, Rae?” Sawyer crosses his arms.
“I came to find you.” Her eyes are wide. I can feel the hesitation rolling off her as her mouth opens and closes again. She’s trying to choose the right words.
“What if I don’t want to be found? What if I wanted you to stay back in the rich cesspit our parents created? Isn’t that the home you chose?” His lips pinch, and I can feel the anger pulsing through him. His eyes narrow as he looks at his sister, shaking his head. “You chose to stay, Rae. You chose money over me. You chose our parents’ bullshit luxury lifestyle instead of the business we were going to create together. You took everything from me, Rae. I couldn’t start a business on my own. Why the fuck would I want to reconnect with you?”
His eyes blaze. Rae’s throat tightens as she swallows.
Sawyer’s not finished. He sucks a breath in through his teeth, ready to spit more fire in his sister’s direction. “Why would you come here? Why couldn’t you just leave me be? I’m fine without you. I don’t want you in my life. The moment you turned your back on me, you made it loud and clear where your priorities lie.”
“You left before I could explain, Sawyer.” Rae’s brows draw together as she wrings her hands in front of her stomach. My gut tugs at me to run to her, to wrap my arms around her shoulders and pull her close. Make her feel better. Protect her from everything bad in the world—including her brother’s anger.
How did my loyalty flip so quickly? A few weeks ago, I would’ve died for Sawyer. I promised him I’d drive Rae out of Woodvale. Now, that’s the last thing I want to do. The thought of her leaving makes me sick.
Sawyer scoffs. “What could you possibly say that would make up for what you did?”
“Lucy got pregnant,” Rae says, pleading.
Sawyer straightens up. He frowns. “What?”
“The day I accepted the job at Dad’s company is the day Lucy told me about the pregnancy. I knew they’d throw her out. I knew she’d need help. I couldn’t afford to stumble along for a few years with a fledgling
