Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
"Tell me why Lilly. The truth. Stop lying to me. Why him and not me!? I bet you didn't even know his name." He growls. He looks genuinely angry now, his face a bare inch away from mine. His hand grips the back of my neck. I’m trapped.
“Oh, because I’m sure you know the name of every girl you stick it to. Don’t you dare start judging me! Let me go.” I struggle.
“I thought you were better than that.” He says coldly, pinning me against the edge of the pool table.
“Well I’m not!” I scream at him. “I’m not much better than you!”
“Why him?!” He asks again.
I snap. I don't know what comes over me but I just snap. "Because I can use him! I can screw him and walk away without a second thought. Jesus. Just leave me the fuck alone Theo." Once again I try to push past him to leave, but he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against his chest. I struggle to no avail.
“Let me go.” I say calmly.
“You are better than this Lilly, so much better. I wish you could see what I see.” He looks at me with such sincerity. His fingers brush my cheek gently. I exhale on a shuddering breath and relax into his strong arms, his fresh masculine scent. There’s something about his presence that comforts me, that soothes my battered soul. Theodore Ellis is not a man to take comfort in, my mind knows this, my body doesn’t.
His hot breath brushes my neck as he whispers close to my ear. "I'm not using you Lilly I promise. Far from it." He takes a deep breath. The way he see’s straight through me scares me. Without me even saying it, he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
I don’t need him reading me, trying to work me out. I step out of his embrace, putting some distance between us. I need to quit Theo. I need to walk away for my own good, or he’ll just seduce me and keep dragging me back. He is not somebody I need to get involved with in any way.
"Look Theo. Let’s be honest. You can bullshit me all you like, but we both know what you are. Monday was great, we both got what we wanted. No hard feelings. I think it's best that we just leave it at that." I close my eyes unable to meet his piercing blue eyes.
"And what exactly am I Lilly?" His voice is deep, seductive in a way that simply cannot be learnt. He steps forward, caging me against the table again.
I open my eyes to see his serious expression, his eyes study my face intently. "A whore." I shrug unapologetically. "A player, womaniser, whatever you want to call it. A man who uses women."
"You shouldn't listen to rumours." He brushes his lips across my jaw making me tremble in his arms.
I laugh lightly. "So you're the pinnacle of moral behaviour?"
"No. I do as I please. I never promise anyone anything. When women come to my bed they have no expectations of me beyond an orgasm. They know it's nothing more than sex. I do not use them." He frowns, his eyes gripping me in their depths. “It’s mutually beneficial.”
I look away, focusing on a spot on the table behind him. "Well, that as maybe, but I can't be your play thing."
"Have you ever stopped to think that maybe you used me? I gave you an orgasm before you walked out and now want nothing to do with me. Pot, kettle, black I think." His lips pull up at one side, his usual cockiness gone. "I think you're scared Lilly." He whispers, his breath touches my lips making me shiver slightly. He pulls me closer, aligning his body flush to mine.
My stomach clenches as his gaze fixes me. "That tight leash of control that you keep at all times starts to loosen when I'm around you. You love it secretly, the liberation of acting purely on carnal desire, and yet you fight against it so hard." His lips brush my ear lobe. I gasp at the contact. I want to push away, but the urge to pull him closer quickly overrides it. How does he do this to me?
"I represent everything you hate, you think it's weak to give in to your desires, but I believe that only the strong take what they want in life." His hushed voice tingles over my senses. His hand winds into my hair, pulling my head back so that he has access to my throat. His tongue traces a taunting line up my throat. I close my eyes, fighting the overwhelming need to succumb to him. God, he's so good at this. "You're a strong woman Lilly, and yet you deny yourself the very thing you want right now." His voice drops to a husky whisper. "I'm right here for the taking sugar, all yours." His lips press into my neck and heat crawls over my skin. My body bursts into flames, stoked by his slow torturous words.