Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“Whoa, this is where you live?”
“It’s where we live,” he corrected. “And I’ll be happy to give you the full tour later. For now, I’ll just show you the highlights.”
He set me on my feet and led me to the stairs directly to our left, stopping to point toward the hallway that led deeper into the house. “There’s a living room I use for entertaining guests that way, with a loft looking over the indoor pool in the basement. There’s also a sauna and workout room down there, plus a galley kitchen on this level.”
He continued to rattle off the amenities of his home as we walked up the stairs. Four guest bedrooms, a sunroom, an office, six bathrooms, a laundry room…and that was all before we reached the fourth floor, where the master suite was located. It took up the entire level and was apparently our destination, since he stopped there and pointed upstairs and said, “The main living room, kitchen, and dining room are up there, along with another bathroom. And there’s a rooftop terrace above that.”
I’d been raised in luxury and had even lived in the historic Gracie Mansion during my father’s term as mayor, but Garret’s home blew my dad’s current house away. And that was before he showed me the master bath—complete with a bidet, claw-footed tub, and walk-in closet—and dressing room…which had its own bathroom with a shower, plus fifteen smaller closets lining the walls with the exception of one section that had floor-to-ceiling mirrors and another where there was a padded bench. Fifteen.
“That royalty you sometimes protect? Are you related to them, by any chance?”
“No,” he laughed. “But they pay pretty well.”
“Judging by your house, pretty well is a major understatement.” When Julia told me she’d found someone who was wealthy enough my father wouldn’t protest the marriage, I hadn’t imagined this level of money. I mean, why would I? I’d signed a prenup that gave me a generous sum at the dissolution of our marriage, but it hadn’t given me any indication of how much he was protecting. If he could afford a place like this, why go through the hassle of a temporary marriage to meet the terms of a will?
“Government work pays even better,” he explained as he tugged me toward the master bedroom.
Government work? Who had I married? A super-sexy, billionaire spy?
He lifted me off my feet again, carried me through the doorway into the bedroom, and gently set me down on the edge of the king-sized bed. “Now that you have the lay of the land and nobody can hear our conversation, I’ll tell you whatever you need to know to get you to the point where you’re comfortable with the idea of tossing out the ‘in name only’ clause.”
“There’s one thing you should probably know before we get to all that—since you are obviously more experienced. I, uh, wouldn’t want you to be disappointed or upset. Hopefully it won’t change your mind.”
Words stuck in my throat, and I coughed.
“Um…I’m a virgin.”
Chapter Four
GARRET
There was nothing Keaton could say that would have stopped me from wanting her. But hearing her say she was untouched had my Neanderthal instinct bubbling to the surface. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the lust raging inside me. I had to take it slow, make her first time special and tender.
Her brown eyes were observing me nervously, her fingers twisted together in front of her. I gently pulled her hands apart and kissed the palm of each one.
“Thank you for telling me, beautiful,” I whispered against her skin. She gasped, and I watched her face turn a pretty shade of pink again. Her mouth parted, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
It was all I could take, so I swooped down and pressed my lips to hers, sweeping my tongue into her already open mouth. A low grown rasped from my chest as her sugary taste burst on my tongue. I sucked on hers lightly before pulling back to nibble at the corners of her mouth.
“I wouldn’t usually agree to any changes to a contract without a signature,” I murmured. “But I trust you. If you agree to throw the no-sex rule out the fucking window and let me pop your sweet little cherry, that’s all I need.”
Keaton’s eyes were slightly unfocused as she gaped up at me. She nodded, but it wasn’t enough for me. I wanted it to be absolutely clear.
“Be sure this is what you want, beautiful. Because once I taste you, have you writhing underneath me, bury myself inside you…you’re mine.” I cupped her face and brushed my lips over hers. “I need to hear you say yes, Keaton.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
I released her hands and grabbed her around the waist, dragging her up against me and sealing my mouth over hers. When her tongue tentatively touched mine, any remaining blood in my head rushed to my cock. I’d already been hard for her, but as it swelled and pushed against her stomach, she gasped.