Chapter Three

(Sam’s POV)

I shut the door to my room harder than I meant to, the sound echoing down the hallway like a warning. My heart was still hammering, loud and insistent, as I leaned back against the wood for a second. What the hell had I just done? Ivy. Sweet, quiet Ivy who’d been living under our roof like family. My little sister’s best friend. And I’d had my fingers buried inside her on the living room couch while my girlfriend’s texts were probably piling up on my phone.

I paced for a minute, broad shoulders tense, running a hand through my hair. My cock was still throbbing,...