Bittersweet Memories (Off-Limits #4)(54)

I turn to face him and place my hands on his shirt. I’m naked, but he’s still fully dressed, and I want more of him. I want his skin against mine. I want all of him with a possessiveness I’ve never felt before.

He stares at me as I undo the buttons of his shirt, and the intensity of his gaze just turns me on further. I don’t think anyone has ever wanted me the way he wants me. He’s rock hard through his trousers, and I swallow hard as I pull his boxers down.

My expression must betray my thoughts, because Silas laughs. “I take it my little brother isn’t quite the same size, huh?”

I shake my head. “You’re huge,” I whisper, a little intimidated. I’m worried he’ll hurt me.

Silas cups my cheek, his touch so gentle that it makes my heart skip a beat. The feeling startles me. I’m not here to catch feelings. I’m here for revenge.

I bend down and wrap my hands around his cock, placing the tip against my lips. “It’s your turn to look in the mirror, Silas. Look at you letting your brother’s girlfriend suck your cock. How would he feel when he finds out you’ve fucked my face?”

I smile, imagining the pain in his eyes. I wish he could see us right now. I wish he could watch me suck his brother’s cock. I want him to see Silas take the one thing Ryan said would never be his — me.

I take his cock into my mouth, taking my time with him, teasing him the way he teased me.

“So fucking good.” He threads his hand through my hair and pulls tightly, moving my head up and down, fucking my face the way I wanted him to.

“Look at you taking my cock. You’re loving every second of it, aren’t you? You pretended to be such a devoted, loving girlfriend, but look at you now. I always knew you’d be mine, eventually. Ryan could never handle you.”

I suck him harder, twirling my tongue around the tip of his cock every time he pulls back. It doesn’t take long for his movements to become more erratic. Just knowing that I got him close within seconds sends another wave of desire through me. I never realized how sexy it is to be truly wanted.

Silas pulls away and I groan in dissatisfaction, wanting more. He shakes his head and twirls me back around to face the mirror. He pushes me onto my knees, his left hand on my lower back. “I can’t take it,” he says. “I need your pussy. Right fucking now.”

I moan when he pushes the tip of his cock into me. Silas moves his hand to my hair and pulls on it, making me look up into the mirror. He holds me like that as he pushes all the way into me, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Fuck,” he groans when he’s finally all the way inside me. I’ve never felt this full before, this stretched. “Your pussy is out of this world, baby.”

He pulls almost all the way out before pushing back into me, and then he does it all over again, his movements slow and strong. Silas looks at me, and then he raises his hand. “This is for being with my brother when you always should’ve been mine,” he warns, before bringing his hand down on my ass.

I gasp, the sting painful for a few seconds, before morphing into a delicious type of heat. My pussy clenches when he raises his other hand. I never thought I’d enjoy this, but it turns me on far more than I ever could’ve imagined.

“And this is for taking so long to come back to me.” He brings his hand down, slapping my ass hard. I gasp as I breathe through the sting, and Silas grabs my ass, massaging my skin as he continues to fuck me slowly.

“Look,” he orders. “Look at who’s fucking you, Alanna. When you’re taking my cock, I want your thoughts on me.”

I grin at him through the mirror. “Silas, you’ve ruined me for anyone else.”

He looks pleased and fucks me harder. I watch him just like he ordered me to, enjoying the connection. His eyes never leave mine, and I love seeing him slowly lose control.

Silas reaches around, his fingers finding their way between my legs. He starts to finger me while he fucks me, and I gasp. It’s too much. “I can’t take it, Silas.”

He shakes his head. “You can, and you will.”

He’s right, because within seconds, I come for him all over again. Silas isn’t far behind. He moans my name as he comes deep inside me. “Alanna,” he whispers as his eyes fall closed.

He drops his head to my back and presses soft kisses to my skin as both of us try to catch our breath. Silas pulls out of me, and the moment breaks.

I look in the mirror, realizing what I’ve done. I slept with my ex-boyfriend’s older brother. I stare at myself, but I don’t recognize the woman looking back at me. What have I done? I pull away and grab my clothes, wanting to run and hide.

He watches me as I walk away, his expression unreadable once more. “Alanna,” he says as I reach the door. I pause and turn back to find him leaning back on the floor, his irresistible body on display. “Don’t be late for work on Monday.”

I blink, realization dawning. I slept with Silas Sinclair. He’s not just Ryan’s older brother… he’s also my future boss. I’m done for.





Chapter Thirty-Five





Alanna



I’m trembling as I walk into Sinclair Security, my cheeks blazing as memories of Silas and me run through my mind. What was I thinking? How could I have slept with him knowing who he was?