Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
I chose an action-and-suspense romance to try to stay awake and focused on his words. His voice is so deep and soothing. It’s like I’m wrapped in a cocoon of his scent and the melody of his voice. He could read anything, and my attention would be riveted to every word.
As he reads, my lids get so heavy. I fight to keep my eyes open, but it’s no use. The cadence of his voice is like a spell luring me in. Soon I have no choice but to give in.
I close my eyes and drift off. Suddenly, I’m no longer in the library, resting in Argon’s embrace. I’m in a room. Through the mirror, I can see a bed behind me. I focus on my reflection and gasp.
Once again, as in my other dream, I have normal legs and my feet are in a pair of red stiletto heels. I’m almost giddy to see the silky-looking limbs. I take a turn and the skirts of the deep V-neck dress I’m wearing spin up.
Someone clears their throat and I stop and turn for the door. I inhale sharply as Argon comes into view. He isn’t wearing the gray suit from our date, but a black one with a black shirt and tie like the bodyguard from the book he was reading to me.
He pushes off the doorjamb and saunters closer to me. My chest heaves as he gets closer. The way he looks at me makes me squeeze my thighs together.
He stops before me, reaching for my waist. He tugs me close while staring into my eyes. His gaze is so intense it almost feels like this is real.
He glides his hands down to my backside. I breathe in relief, knowing he won’t find my tail. However, a gasp leaves my lips when he dips his head to kiss the tops of my exposed breasts while kneading my behind.
He moves to his knees and reaches beneath my dress to peel my panties down. He taps my ankle for me to lift my leg. I do as he asks and step from my panties one foot at a time.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs as he runs his fingertips up the back of my leg.
He dips his head and starts a path of kisses up my inner thigh. I widen my stance, but he lifts one leg over his shoulder and steadies me as he continues his trip up to my core.
I chew on my lip. I can’t believe this is happening again, but I’m not going to stop him. I want this more than anything in the world. When I feel him pause, I look down to find him staring back at me as if asking for permission.
“Yes, please,” I breathe out.
He laces his fingers with mine and dives in as he holds my hand tight. Something about the gesture makes me feel safe and cared for. I tighten my hold on his hand and throw my head back.
“Argon,” I whimper and rock my hips.
He hums as he continues to bob his head between my legs. My eyes roll into the back of my head. I never knew something like this could feel so good. No wonder the heroine in the book was in love.
I gasp as I have the thought at the same time as my release hits. Argon laps at my folds and my soaked thighs while groaning in contentment.
“So good,” he croons.
Standing once again, he pulls a hand down his face. I look up at him shyly. Leaning forward, he runs his nose up the exposed bridge of mine before kissing my forehead.
Pulling back, he locks eyes with me once more. “Remove the scarf. I want to see your face. I want to kiss your lips,” he demands.
“But Argon,” I breathe.
“Do it. Now.”
I reach for the scarf to tug it away and obey. I want to feel his lips on mine again as well. However, as I pull the silky fabric down, I’m pulled from the dream.
I want to scream and cry, but I only gasp and open my eyes. The room comes into focus and sure enough, I’m back in the library. I pout and look up to find Argon fast asleep.
Embarrassed and shocked by how vivid that dream was, I peel away from his chest and look at his face as my cheeks burn. He stirs in his sleep but doesn’t wake.
“Blaise,” he groans.
I jump to my feet, wave a hand for a blanket to appear and cover him, then rush from the library. That dream was too real. I have got to stop having those. Even now, as I rush to my room, I feel the slickness between my legs.
This is crazy.
* * *
Argon
I wake in the library to Dinesh buzzing over my head, looking concerned. I don’t bother to ask him what’s wrong. My link is pulsing so strongly my head hurts. I rushed to Blaise’s room to find her thrashing in her sleep.