The Rules of Dating My Best Friend's Sister(45)

“I did, but I assumed it was coming through the wall. I hear your music a lot.”

My heart continued racing out of control as the last few minutes sank in—though my horror was now less about getting caught and more about what Holden might’ve heard.

“How long were you here for?” I asked hesitantly.

Holden looked up and our eyes caught. “Are you asking me if I heard your conversation?”

My face heated. “Oh God… This has to be the most embarrassing day of my life.”

“I’m sorry I overheard. Once I realized what was going down, I wasn’t sure how to handle it. I didn’t want to walk out in the middle of it and have you see me and make it even worse. When it got quiet, I tried to sneak out, but then I heard what I thought was crying coming from your room.”

I closed my eyes. “I wasn’t crying… I was…you know.”

Holden nodded. “Yeah, I get that now.”

I shook my head and sighed. “You must think I’m such an idiot.”

“No, Lala. I don’t think you’re an idiot at all. I think a woman who’s in the mood and tells a man what she wants is one of the sexiest fucking things in the world. Warren, on the other hand, is the biggest idiot I know. For a guy who might be able to cure cancer, he hasn’t figured out some basic shit. Like if you don’t give your woman what she needs, there’s always someone else willing to.”

My eyes caught with Holden’s again. His were now filled with so much intensity that goose bumps prickled down my arms. It wasn’t lost on me that this was the way I’d woken up from my dream, too. It felt like my fantasies and reality were starting to blur. Desire had my lips parting, though thankfully, it also seemed to paralyze me and keep me from jumping into the man’s arms.

“Holden…” I whispered.

He swallowed, then stood. “Lock the door behind me. The top lock. I can’t be trusted.”

“Where are you going?”

“To take care of something.”

Before I could ask any other questions, Holden stalked toward the door. He slammed it shut behind him and left me sitting with a crush of emotions. I had no idea what to do with myself.

Then my phone rang from the bedroom. Feeling lost, I walked to it and found Holden’s name flashing.

“Hello?”

“Did you lock the door?” His voice was deep and throaty.

“Not yet.”

“Go do it.”

I didn’t think it was really necessary, yet I did as he asked anyway. Sliding the chain across the top, I nodded, though he clearly couldn’t see me. “It’s locked.”

“Now put the phone on speaker and go back into your bedroom.”

“Why?”

“Just do it, sweetheart.”

I walked back to my room on autopilot. “Okay, I’m in here.”

“Good. Now take your pants off.”

I froze. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? “Holden, I…I’m not sure…”

“Get on the bed, Lala. Get your sexy ass on the damn bed now, or I’m coming over there and we’re going to get you off in a very different way.”

“But…”

“Quiet. I don’t want to hear another word. Unless you’re telling me yes or moaning my name, not another word, babe.”

Oh, God. Why did I like the way he was talking to me so much?

“Now get your ass on the bed, and tell me you’re there by saying yes.”

I couldn’t believe I was doing this, even as I climbed onto the bed. My voice was barely a whisper. “Yes.”

“Now slip your hand into those pretty little panties I know you have on.”

I did.

“Put your middle finger over that swollen bud of yours.” Holden groaned. “God, you’re so fucking sexy. I want to lick your pussy so bad. You’re going to rub yourself while I tell you everything I would do to you if I ever had the chance.”

I closed my eyes and started to rub my clit.

“I’m going to tie you up and lick you until you’re begging for my cock.”

A shiver ran through me. God, I’ll beg now if you’ll give it to me.

“I bet your pussy is so hot and tight. I want to lick you until you’re trembling and make you come all over my face. I’m going to swallow every last drop of your sweetness.”

Oh fuck. I parted my flesh and began to shamelessly finger myself.

“When you’re good and wet, I’ll still keep you tied up. I’ll climb up your body and feed you my cock. I’m going to hold your face between my hands and not give you any choice in the way you take it, fucking your mouth and your throat like I own them. You’ll gag a little, but you’ll love every minute of it.”

My fingers moved in and out faster, and my breath seemed to chase their speed. I didn’t say a word, yet Holden seemed to know exactly where I was.

“That’s it. Faster.” His voice was so gravelly and strained. “Pretend it’s my cock, baby. I’m inside you, and you’re so tight and wet. You’re squeezing me like a vise, and I can barely hold on. I’m going to explode and fill that beautiful pussy with my hot cum.”

My orgasm brewed like a storm, everything swirling around and sucking me into the vortex where I had no control over anything.