Title: Sweet Torment
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 2, 2017
My best friendâs little sisterâthatâs all Claudia Bliss is to me.
My head keeps trying to convince my heart, but both know itâs a damn lie.
Itâs her face I see every time I close my eyes.
Itâs her lips I long to kiss.
Itâs her touch I crave in the dark.
Sheâs the one I love â¦ but wanting Claudia is wrong.
Sheâs been like a little sister to me since the day she was born. Now, everything between us is changingâincluding the special bond weâve always shared. Itâs stronger than ever â¦ and becoming something so different. Something so hot. Something so forbidden.
My little dove is growing up.
Doesnât matter how wrong it is, I canât stop wanting her.
I will have her.
Bram Windsor. I have loved him my entire life.
For years, I was nothing more than one of the boys to him. Owenâs little sister. The pest who tagged along everywhere the boys went. But now, everything has changed.
Iâve grown up and itâs time Bram sees me for what I am. A woman. A sexual being who wants him. A virgin more than ready to give herself to him.
I donât care what our friends or family say. I love him and everything about being together feels right.
I will have him.
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âDuke!â I turn when I hear Claudia squeal my special nickname. One look is all it takes. I no longer have to wonder what Rivers meant.
Claudiaâs thick, dark hair is longer. Sheâs always worn it in braids or slicked back into a ponytail through the hole in the back of her ball cap, but tonight itâs hanging in loose curls. Long, lush eyelashes surround aquamarine magnetsâthe same eyes Iâve seen no less than a million times, but I canât stop staring at them. Itâs as though Iâm seeing them for the first time.
The red top sheâs wearing is sexy as fuckââone of those where it comes up and around the neck, leaving her shoulders and back completely exposed. Damn, damn, daaamn. Her perky tits and protruding nipples look like nothing less than perfection pressing against the thin fabric.
Itâs possible Iâm drooling a little as my eyes scan her mile-long legs from her ankles all the way up to the curvy hips sheâs showing off in tight skinny jeans. I swear to God those tits and curves werenât there the last time I saw her. I would have noticed.
Her shoes piss me off. Fuck-me pumps. She has no business wearing anything like those.
Who is this hot, beautiful woman who has replaced Claudia Laine Bliss?
I was six when she was born; Iâve known this girl all her life and most of mine. Since the time she could walk, she spent her days chasing Owen, Rivers, and me. Always slower. Always weaker. Always so soft, sweet, and delicate. Sheâd have chosen death over admitting a single one of those facts back in the day. But we didnât care. She was Owenâs baby sister.
Our little Claud.
That was then and this is now. And our little Claud isnât so little anymore.
She rushes toward me and leaps into my arms, same as she has for years, with her legs wrapped around me. But this time feels different. My dick immediately recognizes the changes in her, too. The fucker spasms and comes to full attention when her body collides with mine.
The exposed skin on her neck and shoulders calls out to me like a siren. A seductress. A fucking temptress. Touch me, Bram. Kiss me. Lick me. You know you want to.
What. The. Fuck.
No, no, no. Every thought going through my head about her right now is wrong. So many kinds of wrong. This is our little Claud. My best friendâs baby sister. Not some random chick Iâll bang and abandon before morning.
Still wrapped around me, she holds my shoulders and leans away so weâre face to face. So close I could kiss her. âIâve missed you so much. Iâm very upset with you for staying away so long.â
âYou know I was taking extra classes so I could graduate early.â
âI knowâ¦but you didnât come back to see me. Not even once.â Her pouty bottom lip protrudes and it reminds me of the face she used to make as a child when she wanted her way. Except this time itâs hot as fuck. I want to suck that lip into my mouth. Maybe even bite it.
âI didnât do much of anything for the last five months except study. But it was worth every weekend I spent with my head in a book; Iâm finished for good.â
She slides down my body and her crotch rubs my cockâno, make that my hardening cock. I will it to stop but itâs a dick. It canât not respond to the touch of a woman. Especially when that woman is this hot.
Shit, I hope she canât tell that she made me hard.
Even more so, I hope Owen and Rivers canât tell that she made me hard. They would kill me.
Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasnât looked back yet.
When sheâs not writing, sheâs thinking about writing. When sheâs being domestic, sheâs listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.