Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Try this,” Brianna said, encouraging Elijah to suck on the lime piece before taking another sip of his tequila.
Elijah still winced, but he swept his tongue over his top lip and nodded.
“Okay, that was better,” he said.
Brianna laughed, her fingers trailing down his arm in a casual, flirty manner. It should’ve bothered me, right? But it didn’t. I wanted her to touch him again. To get closer and invite him in.
“You okay, boss man?” Mo asked as he approached me with a glass of whiskey in his hand, drawing me out of my heated thoughts.
I forced myself to relax as I nodded, taking a deep sip of my own whiskey. I was barely on the brink of a buzz, which I needed to remedy.
“Yeah, just glad that things are going well,” I replied as I smiled in Brianna’s direction.
Mo followed my eyes.
“I’m glad she’s loosening up and having fun. I’m sure we’re not the friendliest looking bunch.” He chuckled, his gaze lingering on my wife.
“She’ll do just fine once she gets to know everyone. Why don’t you take her another drink?” I encouraged him.
Mo looked surprised, but he didn’t argue. He poured her a glass of whiskey that he was sipping on and approached her.
“You’re handling the clear liquor fine, but can you handle it dark?” he asked as he waved the glass in front of her teasingly.
“I can handle anything,” Brianna assured him as they smiled at each other. She was getting more and more flirty with each drink she had, and I could tell that she was thoroughly enjoying herself and all the attention. She deserved every ounce of it.
Many other guys wouldn’t have encouraged someone else to take their partner a drink. Hell, they would’ve broken up this little flirt fest, but I couldn’t help but feel intrigued by it. Excited. I was rooting for her and wanting the others to see how incredible she was. My wife.
The best part of my life.
“I bet she’ll take it like a champ,” Amir said, his hand resting on her back as some of the guys moved closer to her.
“That does not sound innocent,” Brianna laughed, her cheeks reddening before she downed the whiskey in one go. It was glorious.
“It’s more fun that way,” Mo assured her, his fingertips brushing the back of her arm.
I couldn’t count how many lingering touches were left on her. How many she left on them. It was a damn relief when some of the guys gave up and retired to their rooms to sleep because it finally gave me the opportunity to whisk Brianna away to our bedroom, unable to fight against the desire raging through me.
“Are you having a good night?” I asked as I backed her up against the bedroom door, my head feeling a little hazy from the alcohol. I still knew exactly what I was doing and saying, though.
Brianna smiled and nodded as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her body leaning against mine. She started wearing tank tops more often, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she noticed all the eyes on her when she did.
“A very good night now,” she said.
Heat radiated between us, and I let it take hold of me as I crashed my lips against hers, tasting the alcohol on her tongue. My hand slid up her nape, my fingers diving into her hair as our kiss deepened by the second.
Brianna moaned softly into my mouth before brushing her tongue against mine, her hands moving to glide down my chest.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted her so badly that my entire body ached, prompting me to pick her up and carry her over to the queen bed that we shared. I dropped her down onto the mattress before stripping off my fitted, army-green t-shirt, my dog tags hitting my bare chest.
Brianna’s breath hitched as she leaned back on her elbows, her eyes darkening as I moved closer to her.
I crawled over her, tugging her tank top up her figure until I could toss it to the side. Her bra was next, exposing the swell of her breasts and her hard nipples. My mouth enveloped one of them, sucking firmly and making her push her chest up. I slid one hand down her stomach, enjoying its curve as I slipped my fingers under the waist of her linen shorts.
Brianna gasped when my fingertips grazed her clit through the thin material of her panties.
“David…” she breathed out. She sounded so sweet, so desperate. I missed the sound of my name on her lips.
I moved to the other nipple, my tongue tracing a steady circle as my hand dipped under her panties. I audibly groaned at how wet she already felt as my fingers slid through her delicate folds. She was so reactive to every touch, arching her back and bucking her hips for more.