Stepbrother Protects (His Twisted Game Book Six) Read Online Free PDF Page B

with me, his hands moving
over my body softly, his mouth placing tiny little butterfly kisses on my wet skin.
    When we were done showering, he dried me
off with a fluffy towel and sat me down on the bed.
    “You need to eat something,” he said.
      I was shocked to realize I was starving.  
    He crossed the room to where our
suitcases were sitting by the door and rummaged through his bag.   He pulled out a clean t-shirt and then
pulled it over his head.   His pecs
flexed, and I let my eyes wander over his body, counting his ab muscles until I
got to six.  
    I sighed in relaxed pleasure, then stood
up and walked over until I got to my own backpack, the one I’d brought from
Jersey.   I unzipped it and started
looking for something to wear.
    “No.”   Cole pulled my towel off of me, tossing it away from me and
onto the floor.   “I like you
naked.”
    I rolled my eyes.   “I can’t stay naked all the time.”
    “If I say you will, you will.”   He grabbed my wrists and kissed me hard
and deep.   “Avery,” he said when he
pulled away.   He pushed my hair
away from my forehead.   “I’m sorry
that happened tonight.   I’m sorry
that…” He trailed off and swallowed.   I could tell his was hard for him, having to talk about how he
felt.   “I’m sorry you had to deal
with that.”
    “It’s okay.”  
    “I’m going to protect you.”   He pulled me close to him, and I
snuggled against his chest, inhaling the fresh scene of his laundry detergent
and the shampoo we’d both just used.   “I’m going to take care of you.   I promise.”   He kissed me on
the top of my head.    “Now I’m
going to go get us some food.   Stay
here, and keep the door locked, okay?”
    I nodded, and a second later, he was
gone.
    I sighed and threw myself down on the
bed, my heart pounding.
    I couldn’t believe what I’d just done
with my stepbrother.
    I own you, Avery , he’d said.   Say it.
    And I’d said it.   I wanted him to own me, wanted him to
take me, to do whatever he wanted to me.   I blushed as I remembered his dick pushing up against my ass, how I’d
wanted him to take me there, how he’d covered me with his cum and then taken a
picture of me all sticky.
    I couldn’t believe I’d let him do that!
    Now that I had a chance to clear my head,
anxiety filled my body.
    I remembered what my mom had said about
Cole being dangerous. About him doing something so terrible she couldn’t tell
even tell me what it was.
    But that was impossible – my mom
was just trying to protect Gordon, and she wanted me to come home.  
    Why, though?   Why would my mom want to get me away from Cole so badly
unless she really did know something horrible about him?   Just a few days ago she wanted me out
of the house for good, had told me I couldn’t come back.
    No, I told myself.   I wasn’t going to doubt Cole.
    I was falling in love with him.
    A strange sensation spread through my
body as I thought about the fact that I was falling in love with my
stepbrother.  
    Love.
    It was such a strong word, and it scared
me.   How could I love someone I
could never really be with?
    Not only was he my stepbrother, but he had too many secrets.   Even if I didn’t believe anything my mother said, what about
the police who’d shown up at his office asking me about Cole’s criminal record
I knew nothing about?   What about
how he wouldn’t tell me anything?
    I pushed the thoughts out of my head, then wandered into the bathroom to get dressed.   I knew Cole liked me naked, but it was
damn cold in here, and if he wanted to get me naked, he was gong to have to
strip me down later.   I shivered at
the thought.
    I dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a
t-shirt, then started searching around for a hair
dryer.
    I finally found one in the bottom drawer
of the sink, and I pulled it out.
    I frowned.   It was pink.   What the hell was Cole doing with a pink hair dryer?   Maybe it had come with the room, I told
myself.