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Carter 64

    Addison


    Zane shook his head. “Nope.”


    “Nope?” I echoed and he hummed while nodding.


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    “Nope. I don’t care about that, so why should I ask about it?” He responded and I felt taken aback by the bluntness of his response.


    “Your new boyfriend doesn’t respect you amongst other things, but for some reasons, you’re still into him. So, I have nothing to ask or say concerning that rtionship.” He continued and I felt mortificatione over me as I averted my gaze, feeling stupid and called out.


    “He does respect me…” I finally muttered in a way of defending Marco, but he snorted and waved me off.


    “Does he now? Didn’t seem so to me tonight.” He drawled and I flushed again before exhaling slowly.


    “I- I know how that must have looked, but we’re gonna work through that.” I quietly mumbled in response but he snorted again.


    “I’vee to realize that advising someone in love is very pointless, so I’m not gonna bother.” He stated, then he picked up his drink and tipped it in my direction.


    “However, we can have a little fun tonight, can’t we?”


    My eyes widened and my heart lurched into my throat as I blinked up at him.


    “Huh?” I whispered.


    “Don’t act so shocked, I’m certain you must have thought about all that we did back at the ind,”


    My cheeks flushed as I shook my head. “No, I- I haven’t!” I cried out but he didn’t seem like he believed me.


    “No shame there, bunny. I’ve thought of it too.” He offered and as my heart pounded hard against my ribs, I found myself shaking my head.


    “N–no! I really haven’t, and don’t call me that,” I muttered as I picked up my drink and downed the rest of it. Unfortunately for me, it only took him bringing our shared past up, for it to flood my mind right now and refuse to leave despite me trying to shove those images to the back.


    “That’s such a shame,” he drawled, grinning a little and I averted my gaze while my core started to ache. I was starting to grow aroused, and I felt more than appalled right now, that I was feeling this way when he was yet


    to even touch me.


    How cheap can one get?


    “So, you’re saying you don’t wanna do it one more time?” He asked after a few moments and I cleared my throat while shaking my head fast.


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    <b>“</b>I don’t,” I muttered, which was <b>a </bplete lie. I would be lying if I imed to not want to do it one more time. I’d be lying if <b>I </b>say that I do not wanna do it tonight, especially after he had brought it up. It was at the back of my mind this whole time, but now that it has resurfaced to the top of my mind, it was all that <b>I </b>could think about right now.


    “So why are your nipples hard?” He asked,pletely catching me off guard and I gasped before ducking my head to discover that he hadn’t been bluffing. My nipples were really hard through my dress <b>cause </b>I hadn’t worn a bra tonight after changing into this dress. I spluttered, at a loss of what to say while my cheeks med.


    “T- that’s cause of the cold…” I began in a weak voice, and I ended up trailing off when he slowly grinned with his eyes slowly dragging over my face to drop on my heaving chest then back to my face.


    I felt hot all over, while the aroused feeling within me heightened ridiculously as a tremor rolled down my spine.


    “It’s very hot in here, Addison.” He drawled and my face colored even more. I tried to act like I didn’t care, but my moves were choppy as I shrugged my shoulders and brushed my hair out of my face.


    “Well, that- that doesn’t mean anything.” I muttered, but Zane snorted before nodding at my face.


    “I’ve seen what you look like when aroused, remember? I’ve watched you fall apart more than once, and you sure do look aroused right now.” He pointed out in a casual tone and I felt my reddened cheeks darken even


    more.


    I waspletely at a loss of what to respond with, so I got to my feet, unable to meet his gaze as I got out in a voice that was ridiculously high pitched.


    “I’m going to the bathroom.”


    Despite not meeting his gaze, I didn’t miss the way his eyes dragged down the curve of my body<i>, </i>burning right through my clothes in a way that made my heart stutter around in my chest.


    A rush of heat settled in my stomach and my core clenched tightly as I walked off without waiting for a


    response.


    In the bathroom, I sshed water across my face, wondering what it was that I was thinking when I agreed toe with him? I want to lie to myself, to tell myself that I believed tonight was gonna be just about us hanging out without anything happening between us, but deep down, I was fully aware that I’d just be lying to myself.


    A knock echoed on the door of the bathroom and I stiffened at once, my heartbeat elerating at the thought of Zane being on the other side. When I got the door open, he was really right there, and my breath got knocked out of my lungs as I blinked up at him while a shiver rolled down my spine again.


    “You were taking too long.” He murmured as his gaze slid down my entire body to settle


    on my face and my <b>heart </b>thudded hard against my ribs as I kept staring up at him, breathing in his cologne and feeling my heart


    <b>elerate </b>even more.


    “O–oh, well I’m done now.” I finally managed as I backed away from him.


    He grabbed my wrist before <b>I </b>could move too far<b>, </b>pulling me right into <b>his </b><b>chest</b>.


    “Well, let’s head out then, I already settled the bills.”


    I licked my bottom lip as I stared up at him, feeling hot all over.


    “Are you gonna drop me off at home?” I whispered and he snorted.


    “Of course not. We’re heading over to my ce.”


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