Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 151410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
“I told you to leave,” Aurora murmured as she settled on the chair across from me.
“You said I know where the front door is.”
“Do you have General Tso chicken?” she asked. Even in the dim light, I could tell how exhausted she looked.
“I do.” I pushed one of the boxes and chopsticks over to her. “I know it’s your favorite.”
She nodded and silently began to eat with a plastic spoon that had also been inside the bag.
“There are sticks and even a fork inside. Spoon-feeding the kid seems to have rubbed off on you.”
She pushed another spoonful of chicken into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully as she regarded me. Since our messed-up night at the party, her demeanor toward me had changed. She could look at me without blushing or making a fool of herself. She twisted the spoon around and, after swallowing, said, “I don’t trust myself with pointy objects around you tonight. I’ve fantasized about stabbing you with chopsticks while I lie beside Battista in the dark.”
I grinned. “You could kill me with a spoon too.”
“Have you ever killed someone with a spoon?”
I leaned back in the chair. “Not yet. I never thought about it. I’ll put it on the list.”
Aurora ate another spoonful of chicken. “I shouldn’t be helping you. You haven’t given me any reason yet to believe you’ll change anytime soon.”
“I told you I’ll watch him tomorrow.”
Aurora got up and grabbed a glass of water. She leaned against the kitchen counter with a look of worry. “He’s your son. Watching him once won’t suffice. Sometimes I wonder if you’re just not telling anyone, so you can bind me to you. I can’t avoid you as long as I’m taking care of your son.”
I pushed to my feet and walked over to her. She tensed but didn’t otherwise move. “I told you before that you’re in my head, and there’s no escaping from there. With or without Battista, I’d make it very hard for you to avoid me.”
“I can’t even put into words how furious you make me,” she whispered as I stopped right in front of her.
I cupped her cheeks and pushed my fingers into her hair as I gazed down upon her. “I can see the fury in your eyes, and it’s fucking sexy.”
She slammed the glass down on the counter and gripped my forearms, but she didn’t push me away. “I don’t like the person I become around you. I don’t want to be her. I don’t want to be consumed by anger.”
“Then allow yourself to be consumed by lust.”
She glared up at me. The battle was clear in her eyes. I slammed by lips down on hers before reason won over. I kissed her like I’d wanted to do for a while, like I’d dreamed about. I stole her breath, ravaged her mouth, my fingers in her hair keeping her in my control. Her nails dug into my forearms as if she was about to shove me away, but her lips moved against mine, her tongue as eager as mine. Even her body was torn by differing emotions.
I dropped my hands from her silky strands, grabbed her by the hips, and lifted her up on the counter, without ever stopping our kiss. The moment I broke our connection, I’d lose her, I could tell. Aurora pushed her palms up against my chest in a slight resistance, but it wasn’t convincing.
I pressed into her, my body coming alive with a hunger I was wholly unfamiliar with when it came to anything but killing.
Aurora ripped away from our kiss and leaned back on her arms to put more distance between us. “Go away,” she breathed out. The fire in her eyes only kindled my own.
She shoved my chest. “Go away. I’m so mad at you and at myself.”
I stepped back, even if it was the last thing I wanted. “Why are you fighting this?”
“Because I won’t be your babysitter with benefits or whatever it is you have in mind for me.”
“I wouldn’t be the only one reaping benefits, trust me,” I said with a smirk. Provoking Rory, when her reactions were so very entertaining and seductive, was impossible to stop.
Something in her eyes snapped, her expression bursting with rage but also despair. “What is it you want, Nevio? Do you want to fuck me a second time? Will you lose interest, then? Then fuck me. I’m here, have your way with me. I lay crying beneath you once. I can do it again!”
My chest heaved, and my throat felt raw from the words that had ripped from it.
Nevio’s eyes burned with an emotion I couldn’t read. He jerked me against him, shoved my shorts and panties aside, and slid his index finger over my pussy, finding me still wet from our making out. My body sprang to life at the contact even as my brain shouted warnings and expletives at me.