[Siren Classic: Contemporary Romance, HEA]
Everlee Perry wasn’t sure if going home was a good idea. She left behind heartache and betrayal from her ex- boyfriend and older sister. Brook Hollow was too small with too much gossip, but how could she ignore her mother’s plea that she was sick and needed Everlee home. Was she ready to face her past?
Mario Romano had no idea why Everlee took off leaving him a Dear John letter. Now that she was back in Brook Hollow he was going to make sure she didn’t leave again. Even if he had to fight her cold, selfish sister who made up lies just to hurt Everlee. He was playing for keeps and no one was going to stop him.
Welcome to Brook Hollow. Everlee stared with trepidation at the plain white painted letters on the green steel sign. She put her small car in park and stared at the sign. She had doubts, many doubts. What if her mom was really sick? Would she be able to live with the guilt that she had not made one last effort?
The small, quiet town in Missouri had been the only home she’d ever had. It was a beautiful green town where everyone knew everyone. It had been all she’d known until moving away. Living in a big city where you can be anonymous had been refreshing for her. No one in New York compared Everlee to her much prettier, glamorous sister. Her childhood memories, good and bad, had come from this town. When her dad was alive, he had spent a lot of time with Everlee. Maybe to make up for her mother’s coldness and her sister’s insane desire to compete.
She felt free from all the labels and bad memories in New York. There she was just a kind, hard-working nurse. Now, here she was back in Brook Hollow, even if it was for a short time. She put her car in drive and drove down the curvy paved road that led to her childhood home where her mom and sister still lived. It wasn’t too close to the main section of town but more on the edge of the city limits, where the houses had plenty of space between them. Felicity had her own large wing in the back of the house and she could come and go as she pleased.
It took a few minutes to pull into the driveway. The large brick house still looked the same. The lawn and landscaping were perfect and professionally done. Everything was put properly in its place. The house was majestic yet cold, just like the people who lived there. Everlee sat in the driveway for a second, unsurprised her mother had not come out to greet her. Nancy Perry had never been the bake cookies and give hugs kind of mother.
When he tossed her on the soft mattress, she realized they were in his bedroom. They had been here many times before, but this time she was in it for the pleasure only. Don’t lose your heart again, she warned herself. This is pure, lustful sex. Hot and dirty sex. Nothing else.
She watched him remove his shirt in seconds, almost ripping the material to shreds. His smooth, muscled chest made her lick her lips. He unfastened his jeans and slowly let them move down his thick thighs, His erection popped out, and she almost came. His cock was long and thick. The head was glistening with precum already, and it made her feel better that he was excited as she was. She leaned up and grabbed his hardness with one hand. Her fist barely wrapped around him. She gave him a sultry look, licking her lips. “It’s been so long, Mario, since I have tasted you.”
She licked the precum off the tip of his cock. He grabbed her long hair and guided her toward him. She went willingly, opening her mouth wide. She traced his arousal with her tongue. His hands in her hair tightened and he growled. She loved the sound. It was sexy as hell. She licked his length a few times before sucking him back in. “Mmm, good.”
“You teasing me, angel?” he warned. She sucked him in to her mouth, the teasing over.
“Oh yes,” he groaned pushing into her mouth. She breathed through her nose as she bobbed up and down, back and forth on his length. She squeezed his balls and felt his body jump. She knew what he liked. He taught her well, and she remembered every lesson. He thrust in to her mouth over and over, tightening his hold on her hair. She looked up, seeing his head thrown back and his eyes closed. She held on to his strong thighs.