His End Game (MMG #1) by R B Hilliard Read Free Book Online Page A

you. Not then.”
    I focused down on my blue toenail polish. “Is that why you chose Jennifer, because she could
handle
you?” The thought of him with her made me want to throw up.
    But it still doesn’t stop me from wanting to know
.
    Lifting my chin with his fingertips, he looked into my eyes. “I can’t tell you that I didn’t go there because I did. I also can’t lie and tell you that it was all bad because it wasn’t.”
    Changed my mind, don’t want to know
.
    I tried to pull my head out of his grasp but he wouldn’t let me.
    “What I will say,” he continued, “is that, like all the others, she was a distraction. It’s over and you have nothing to be jealous of.”
    I immediately stiffened at this.
    The nerve
.
    “Jealousy is
not
what I felt for your girlfriend,” I informed him.
    Okay, well it was part of what I felt but not all of it
.
    “No?” he asked, lips twitching.
    It infuriated me that he could read me so well. “No, Max. For your information, Jennifer Tilson is a hateful bitch. She and her bubble headed friends have been horrible to me ever since Matt’s party. You would think that if your crazy sexy hot boyfriend stopped some innocent girl from being raped, you would be nice to said girl because you felt bad for her. You would also walk proud and tall because your guy was a hero but noooooo, not Jennifer. She turns into the queen of all bitches, sicks her evil minions on me and, as if that isn’t enough, decides to make my life a living hell!” My words wiped away his beautiful smile and I instantly regretted them.
    His hand stilled on my leg. “I didn’t know. Please believe me, Ells. Had I known, I would have stopped her.”
    “It’s over,” I shrugged. Somehow I didn’t think he was going to let it go that easily. Sick of talking about Jennifer, I came right out and asked, “What do you want from me, Max?”
    “Hmmmm, let me see. So many things come to mind, but for right now what I
want
is for you to accept that the past is the past and that starting here tonight, it is just you and me and the future, whatever it may bring. What I
want
to do and have for a very long time is to touch and taste every single inch of you.”
    Wow. He definitely had my attention now. In fact, just thinking about his mouth on me made me restless. I shifted, hoping to relieve some of the pressure that was building between my legs.
    He lifted me off of his lap, twirled me like a ballerina and pulled me back down. Straddling his legs, we were now sitting face to face and I couldn’t help but notice that certain parts of him felt much larger than others. My heart started racing.
    My, he’s a big boy
.
    All of these crazy things ran through my head.
    If we have sex, will it fit inside me? What if it gets stuck? What if I end up in the hospital needing to have an exceptionally large penis removed from my hee-hoo because it’s stuck? Can that even happen
?
    I needed to tell him I was a virgin, but how did I go about doing this without totally and completely humiliating myself?
    “What are you thinking pretty girl?” he asked, pulling me out of my head. When I failed to reply he said, “Talk to me, babe, I can’t read your mind.”
    I loved his words of endearment. Nobody had ever called me anything but El or Ellie, except for Piper. It made my heart hurt in a good way. “Before we..uh…take this any further, I think I need to tell you something.”
    He wound his fingers through my hair. “You can tell me anything, anytime,” he said in his quiet sexy voice.
    “Well, I….don’t really have much experience…with any of this.” I closed my eyes when I said the last part so that I didn’t have to see the disgusted look on his face. It didn’t, however, stop me from feeling his body tense up.
    Crap! He’s going to toss me from his lap now and break into fits of hysterical laughter
.
    “What do you mean by
this
?”
    “Ummm,” I stammered, “well, I’ve kissed and messed around some