Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37533 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
“That’s awful.” I take another book she hands me, and this time when our fingers touch they linger for a moment longer. “Did she not reach out to you after you left your aunt’s house?”
She shakes her head. “She died a long time ago, but her attorney was instructed to wait until I was eighteen and had left my aunt’s before giving me the money. She didn’t want her to try and take it from me or say it was owed to her.”
“It sounds like she loved you very much.”
She looks up at me with her dark brown eyes rimmed with thick black lashes. “I think so.”
“And that’s why you like the name Barbara?”
“Yeah, I think now because it means so much to me.”
I step closer to her and smile as I cock my head to the side. “I think it suits you.”
Her cheeks redden and I want to touch her so badly I can’t make myself stop. My hand comes up and I graze just the knuckle of my finger along her chin.
“Take me now,” she says softly, and hunger hits me hot and low in my cock.
“Right here?” I ask, my voice rough and deep.
She clears her throat and steps away as she shakes her head. “That’s the next book on the list. Take Me Now. It’s over in erotica.”
She blinks a few times as she turns away and walks quickly to another stack in the store.
Jesus Christ, I’m not going to make it. Was I really about to take her up against a shelf of dirty books? Yes. All she had to do was say the word. I’ve never been this nuts over a woman before and suddenly I’m completely consumed with everything about her.
“Here it is.” She grabs the book and opens it up and shows it to me. “You’re in luck! This one is signed.”
“Do you have a lot that are signed?” I notice that this time when she holds out the book she places her hand so I’m sure to touch it again.
“A few.” She begins to talk more animatedly about the books she gets from authors she’s reached out to and how much she loves her community of readers online.
“And that’s why you wanted an all-romance book store?”
“We need more of them.”
“Considering the number of books my mother goes through, I’d say you’re right.”
“Oh, this is one of my favorites.” She takes a book off the shelf and flips through a few pages. “Based on what your mom is asking for, I’d say this is one she’d love. The hero plans this perfect picnic date and then it’s one disaster after another, but it’s still the cutest thing ever.” She closes the book and holds it to her chest. “I swooned the whole time.”
How do I make her do that for me? How do I give her that feeling she’s having right now? I don’t want to plan a night of disasters, but I want swooning.
I place the basket on the ground and when she holds out the book I gently take her wrist and pull her closer to me.
“What would it take for me to be a book hero?” I rub my thumb along her wrist and use my other hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
She swallows hard before her lips part and her tongue darts out to wet them. “I, um, think you’re getting there.”
“Will you let me know if I’m close?” I move in a little more and I feel her breasts against my chest.
“Close?” She sounds confused as she looks at my mouth and back up to me.
“If you want me to stop, now is the time to say so.”
My hand moves from her wrist to her waist as I settle it on the curve of her hip.
“Definitely don’t stop.”
As the last word leaves her lips I swoop down and lock mine with hers. With one touch it’s like an explosion in a fireworks factory. I’ve never felt so hot, so fast, and she’s matching my heat.
“Fuck,” I grunt when I feel nails dig into my chest as she pulls me closer to her.
Both my hands grab her ass as I lift her up and grind her against my body. She moans into my mouth, rolling her hips forward, and I nearly fall to my knees from how damn good it feels.
Something about her is so different and kissing her feels like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. Who is this woman and how does she have this power over me?
Even now as I fill my hands with her ass and her legs wrap around me, it’s like we’ve both been starved for this exact moment. Like our souls have been waiting all this time and finally, finally we’re together at last.
My need is too much and I have to have it sated. My cock is aching between us and I need some relief. If I can just grind against her a few more times I’ll cum on myself and it will be enough for now.