Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
“Are you serious right now?” I laugh.
“I wish I wasn’t.”
I shake my head. “I swear, you probably could have avoided all this shit by apologizing.”
He scoffs as he dives back into the old engine. “Have you ever known me to apologize, especially to a douche like Jackson?”
“No,” I sigh. “I realized how silly that sounded as I said it.”
He shakes his head but the smile across his face is unmistakable. “Go get your homework done,” he tells me. “I’m nearly done here and the second I am, I want to do you too.”
Excitement bubbles up within me. The way he says these things gets me so damn hot. “I have to be home before dinner,” I remind him.
“Well then, you better hurry up because I plan on taking my time.”
Holy cow. I’m definitely not going to be able to concentrate on that stupid essay now. I walk over to the internal garage door and flick the lock before pressing the button to bring down the garage door. “What are you doing?” he questions with his attention still on the engine.
I walk forward and start unbuttoning my shirt. “You don’t think you can say those things to a woman and expect her to wait, do you?”
He straightens up as he turns to watch me stalk forward. His eyes lock onto my body as I revel in the joy of watching his eyes flame with excitement. His tongue shoots out and runs over his bottom lip and I watch as a bulge begins to appear in the front of his jeans. “Now, didn’t you say something about bending me over the hood?”
A wicked grin takes over as I come to a stop before him. “I had other plans, but this seems so much better.” He reaches out and pulls my body hard into his. My shirt is stripped from my body and he takes a second to appreciate my black bra. His fingers run down the skin of my waist and I suck in a breath, loving the way his skin feels against mine. “Touch me,” I beg, needing so much more.
He shakes his head as his eyes continue to flame. “I told you, babe. I’m taking my time with this. I want to enjoy every little second.”
Fuck me.
I swallow back as his fingers reach the top of my jeans and I watch as he flicks the button before slowly peeling them down my legs. I stand before him in my black, lacy underwear, but not for long as he soon rids my body of them too.
He reaches around me and releases the hood of the Mustang before grabbing my ass and sitting me on top, bare as the day I was born.
Nate is still completely dressed and I feel extremely exposed. In any other situation, I’d be embarrassed, but not here, not with him. He takes my knees and spreads them wide as he sucks my nipple into his mouth. I want to cry out with pleasure but I don’t dare risk anyone coming and putting a stop to this. That would be criminal.
He shocks me a second later as a grin comes to his lips and he drops to his knees before me. I bite my lip in anticipation and gasp as his tongue runs over that little bundle of nerves. “Holy shit,” I groan under my breath as I watch the show.
This is easily the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. I twine my fingers through his hair and watch as he sets my body on fire.
Up. Down. In. Out. Repeat.
He works me until I think I could pass out from the pleasure and just when I think my body is utterly spent, he starts all over again.
He gets up from his knees and I reach for his jeans as he reaches for me. I pull him out as he hoists me forward on the hood. We barely have a second to slide the condom on before he’s buried deep inside me.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I’ll never be done with you.”
His lips come down on mine, swallowing whatever my fuzzy mind was going to try to say, and I realize that without a doubt, it will never get better than this. Being with Nate is an adventure. One that I never want to end.
After the high of my third orgasm, he holds me up against him and rests his head in the curve of my neck. We both struggle to catch our breaths and I’m pretty sure that when I get off his car, there’s going to be a sweaty ass print telling the world exactly what went down here.
When we can finally breathe, he pulls back but I slide my fingers around the back of his neck and bring him back to me. I kiss his lips as softly as I can possibly manage then look up into those dark, dreamy eyes. “I love you so much,” I tell him quietly. “I’ve never been so happy in my life.”