Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 151044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
“For shame!” Hale chuckled as he lounged in bed.
I spotted the large red box and squealed. Carrying it back to the master suite, I jumped onto the bed and smiled. “Valentino. You must have been to the thrift store.”
Hale pulled the ribbon. “Very funny.”
He loved surprising me with fancy clothes, and thank God he did, because otherwise I’d live out of hand-me-downs and old college rags. I never asked the prices, because the cost of such spoils would probably make me puke, but I also never said no to a present.
The lid lifted off with a soft whisper of opulence.
Dropping my bare butt to my heels, I pulled apart the tissue. “Oooh…” Cream and mauve silk rippled about delicately sewn green patterns. I lifted the elegant material and gave him a cheeky smile. “Thank you.”
“Do you like it?”
I stood, pulling the bohemian-style dress fully out of the box. It was floor-length with a deep V neckline. “I love it.”
“Good. Put it on. We’re going out.” He rolled out of bed, enough spring in his step that no one would ever assume he was jet-lagged, and left the room.
“Where are you going?”
“I forgot something.” His voice carried from the parlor.
“There’s more?” I admired the dress, holding it to my body and turning to face the gilded mirror behind the vanity.
He returned a moment later and set a gift bag on the bed. “Your shoes, my dear.”
I nosed through the tissue paper and found a simple pair of ballerina flats. Seriously, the man knew me better than anyone. I held them to my chest and smiled up at him. “Hale, these are my perfect size! How did you know my heel height?”
He kissed me then swatted my ass. “Shower. I’ll use the guest bath.”
Hale finished getting ready before I was even out of the bathroom. Music played softly as I did my hair and makeup. The clink of ice meeting crystal told me Hale was mixing himself a drink.
Once my hair was done, I slipped the dress over my head and it slid perfectly into place, no bra needed. Everything fit like a glove. I chuckled and yelled, “How do you know my sizes so well?”
He stepped into the master bedroom holding two cocktails. “I have your entire body memorized.”
“Stalker.”
“Your one and only.” He set down the drinks and circled me, admiring the gown. “I knew you’d be breathtaking in this. The green reminded me of your eyes.” He brushed his fingers over the tip of my nipple and I sucked in a sharp breath.
My boobs were especially tender. “Oh, by the way, your sister tried to rip off my nipples.”
“Are you telling me to be more gentle?”
I laughed. “No. I’m telling you because I think your sister’s a sadist.”
“That’s a visual I think I could live without. Here.” He handed me the rocks glass. Something creamy and coffee-tinted swirled around the ice. “It’s a white Russian.”
I sipped, pleasantly surprised by the gentle flavor. “Yum.”
“I thought you might like that.”
His glass contained something that looked a few grade levels above my palette. But I was used to Hale being the more sophisticated one. And he never made me feel like I was less for preferring something sweeter.
I took a bigger sip. “This is like chocolate milk.”
“It’s a bit stronger.”
I shivered when his fingers traveled over my hip to my ass. Our eyes met, something dark and suggestive hidden in his.
Lowering my glass before I guzzled the whole thing, I arched a shoulder. “What?”
“What do you mean what?”
“I know that look, Mr. Davenport. You promised me food.”
“And I plan to feed you.”
“But…?”
When he arched a brow I knew we would be late for our reservation. “What do I have to say to get you wet.”
“Um, that.”
He sipped his cocktail, watching me over the rim in that intense predatory way that unraveled everything feminine inside a woman and made her melt. “That’s all?”
He had no idea how potent he truly was. “Yeah, that’s all.”
He set down his glass. “Show me.”
“Show you what?” I nervously laughed.
“Are you wet? Lift up your dress and show me those panties.”
He was lethal and he knew it. My body clenched as his words melted my insides. Before Hale, no one ever spoke to me like that. Maybe that was why I became someone else when it was just the two of us like this. When he looked at me like that and told me exactly what he wanted from me, I’d give him everything.
My gaze dropped to the carpet as a thrill tingled from my belly straight to my clit. I glanced at the open door and bit my lip with a smitten giggle. “You want me to take off the dress?”
“No, leave the dress on. Lift it up. Show me your panties. I want to see a dark spot where you’re wet. Then I want to make you come in sixteen thousand dollar silk.”