Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
I don’t even remember when I stopped breathing. Clayton darts his tongue out and licks my lower lip, commanding my breathing to restart. He nips the same lip before taking my mouth in one of the hottest kisses I’ve ever had in my life.
Mindlessly, I put my arms around his neck. In the next motion, my legs are wrapped tightly around his waist as his hands palm my ass in his firm grasp. I don’t have the good sense not to grind on the massive erection, still covered by his slacks.
It’s been so long since I’ve had sex. Oh, and good sex, I don’t remember the last time I could claim that amazing pleasure. The way Clayton kisses me and from the bulge in his pants, I have a feeling he will deliver the package I’ve been missing.
He breaks the seal of our kiss. “You have exceeded all of my expectations. This is going to kill me,” he groans.
I wrinkle my brows at his words, but it all becomes clear when he peels my body from his and takes a few steps back. His scorching eyes roam my body. The gray in his orbs is so dark in this moment.
My gaze falls to his strained pants. I bite my lip at the sight of his impressive offering. I have to fight back a real pout when he shakes his head and backs out of the shower.
“Shower and come to bed, Sidney,” he says hoarsely.
My mouth pops open. I know I said I wasn’t sleeping with him, but you don’t just kiss someone like that and leave them hanging. I feel my cheeks heat as I get pissed off all over again.
Then it hits me, my hair is soaked. It will be a mess in the morning. I grit my teeth, now beyond pissed.
Although, I’m not too pissed to watch through the shower glass as he strips out of his slacks. Clayton has an amazing round, tight ass. His back is just as chiseled as his front, with more tattoos decorating his smooth-looking skin.
I try to get a peek at his front through the mirror, but I don’t have the right angle to get a good view. I fume in frustration. Clayton, on the other hand, seems to be unbothered. He walks out of the bathroom, without even a backward glance.
“Un-fucking-believable,” I mutter to myself. “Just priceless.”
Chapter 9
I’ll Wait
Clayton
I knew my first real taste of Sidney would be unforgettable. I could tell from the look in her eyes, she would leave me wanting more and more of her. Yet, I’ve now had more than one taste and I burn for the entire entrée.
This is beyond the original desire I had for her. This isn’t even what I had planned. Sidney was to take my room while I slept in one of the guest rooms.
Yet, I’m not warring with myself nearly as much as I thought I would. I glance at the bedroom door I’ve left open. I think of Sidney and the impulse to close and lock it doesn’t come.
Sidney has burned herself into my soul with just a kiss. The way she yields to me when she’s not giving me that sassy mouth has my groin so tight, I’m in pain. Yet, sex has never caused me to ignore the panic or need to control my environment. I’m stunned I’m not freaking out from having her in my space.
It’s the reason I know I will wait. Tonight isn’t the night for me to take her. Sidney doesn’t trust me the way I need her to, and I don’t yet understand this trust I have for her.
She’s right not to trust me. I haven’t earned it. I plan to, I will have all of Sidney’s trust when it’s said and done. It’s a necessity for me, almost as much as my need for respect.
I frown as I think of the lack of respect shown tonight at my club. I’m almost sure I’ve figured out where this shit is all coming from. There are only two people who would have the balls to lead a thirsty cop into my club.
I lift my phone to my ear as I listen to the water run. It took everything in me not to take Sidney in that shower. Her smooth sexy skin felt like heaven beneath my fingertips.
Watching the water cascade over her cocoa-brown skin was mesmerizing. Her mouth tasted of the champagne and strawberries from the club. I ache to have her suck my cock tonight, knowing she’ll remember the taste of fine champagne, fresh fruit, and my throbbing rod in her mouth.
“Clay, you there?” David’s voice comes through the line, dragging me from my thoughts.
“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, shaking my head clear. “Yeah, did you look into what I asked you to?” I ask, forcing myself to focus on my call.