Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Kaia’s hazel eyes had been roaming over my chest, but they darted up to my face when she heard me. Concern filled her eyes, and she frowned while placing a hand on my bicep. I felt as though the skin under her palm had caught fire and would combust at any moment. “Are you all right? Did you hurt yourself carrying me?”
I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous question. “Baby, you’re about as heavy as feather. I could carry your sexy little body around with me twenty-four seven and never get tired.” Taking hold of her hips, I stepped between her legs and yanked her forward. She gasped when she felt the long, steel length suddenly pressed against her pussy. “I’m in a whole other kind of pain, Kaia,” I growled. My hands crept around to cup her ass, and I dragged her even closer while I rocked into her.
Her mouth was open in a little O of shock, and a little moan escaped when I pushed against her once more. “You do this to me, baby.” I delved one hand into her hair and tugged her head back, exposing the elegant slope of her neck. Bending down, I ran my tongue up the velvet flesh of her throat from her collarbone to her edge of her jaw, just below her ear. “You make me want to tear off these clothes and lick every inch of your body,” I whispered, so close that my lips brushed over the sensitive spot with every movement. “I want to explore all your curves with my hands and my tongue. I want to make you come with my fingers and on my face. Then I want to bury my cock deep in your pussy and fuck you so hard you’ll feel me inside you for days.”
Lifting my head, I was satisfied to see her heaving chest, her flushed cheeks, and her eyes glazed with lust, their color turned to blue with her hungry desire.
“You have no idea the filthy things I want to do to you, Kaia. And while I have no doubt that I’ll do each and every one eventually, I’ll let you set the pace. Even if that means a little zipper burn and a whole lot of icy showers.”
Kaia stared at me with a mix of emotions. The desire was prominent, but she also looked confused and curious. “Why?”
I raised an eyebrow and waited for her to explain her question.
She cleared her throat and looked away, the pink stain on her cheeks deepening. “Why me?”
My heart softened, and I gently palmed her face and lifted it so she was staring into my eyes. “Because I’ve never felt anything so strong in my entire life. I’ve never felt such a deep hunger. You are so fucking sexy, baby, and you make me burn. I want you so much it’s hard to breathe. But more than that, I’ve never felt a connection like this. Somehow, the moment I saw you, I just knew I’d never be the same. You and I were meant to be, and if I had let you go, I would have lived with regret every day of the rest of my life.”
Kaia’s face had a look of wonder, and I couldn’t stop myself from finally covering her mouth with my own. At the first taste of her sweet flavor, a groan rumbled from my chest. It took everything in me to stay in control and not carry her off to my bedroom, especially when she made little mewling sounds of pleasure and locked her arms around my neck. Then she wrapped her legs around my waist. Fucking hell. I was in hell. And heaven.
I didn’t have a fucking clue. I only knew that if I didn’t stop this now, I would break my word to her. It took a feat of Thor-like strength to rip my lips from hers and untangle my body from her limbs. “Fuck,” I panted. I shoved my hands in my hair and yanked hard as I turned around and took several steps. I couldn’t look at her kiss-swollen lips and her big, sexy tits bouncing with every breath, or I was going to lose my shit.
Once I calmed enough that I felt it was safe, I turned back around but stayed several feet away. “I’m going to fix us some food, baby. Take a shower and relax. I’ll leave you some clothes on the sink.”
Kaia nodded but remained silent, unfocused with her fingers lighting touching her lips.
I walked stiffly to the door, every step a painful reminder that my cock was pissed as fuck. Before I crossed the threshold, I stopped and swiveled my head to look at her over my shoulder. “Keep the door open, baby. I want to be able to hear you if you need me.” She seemed as though she was mostly sober now, but I would still be keeping a close eye on her. I was tempted to shower with her to make sure she didn’t pass out or lose her balance, but that would be asking too much of myself. I was trained to be in control, but even I had my limits.