Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
I moved forward and rested my hands on his bare abs. He sucked in a sharp breath, his abdominal muscles quivering beneath my touch. “Hayley,” he quietly warned, his eyes darkening.
I slid my hands up his torso until I was running my hands over his sculpted chest and up to his broad shoulders. His restraint snapped. He curled a hand around the back of my neck and yanked my lips up to his.
The kiss was aggressive. Tongues clashed in a battle for dominance, both of us reassuring the other that we were here, that we were both safe and well.
Eventually, I gave in to Miles, letting him take over all control. He slid his hands down my back and around to my hips until he gripped the hem of my shirt in his hands. Without needing to be asked, I pulled my lips from his and lifted my arms above my head, letting Miles pull my shirt off me.
He tossed it to the floor somewhere and released an appreciative groan when his eyes landed on my bare chest. “Fucking hell, woman,” he groaned. “No fucking bra.”
He leaned down and pulled my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and nipping lightly at the sensitive flesh. I gasped out his name as I clutched his head closer to me, tangling my fingers in his messy hair.
Keeping his lips on my skin, he slid his hands into my shorts and panties, tugging them down my legs until they fell to the floor. Then, he gripped my ass tightly, yanking me against him. I moaned, only to whimper when he pulled his lips off me, standing back to his full height.
He pressed his lips to mine, and I eagerly kissed him back, pressing my naked body against his still mostly clothed one. “Shower,” he commanded softly against my lips.
“Miles,” I whined. Fuck that shower. I wanted him.
He soothingly ran his hands over my body. “Shh, baby. I will take care of you. Just get in the shower first,” he commanded.
He gently pushed me back from him, his eyes following me as I heeded his command and disappeared into the bathroom, stepping into the steaming shower. He followed me in a moment later.
Without any warning, he turned me so that my back faced him and wrapped an arm around my rib cage, yanking my back hard against him. His other hand gripped my neck lightly as his hot breath fanned my ear, making me moan.
“Do you trust me?” he asked me softly.
I nodded. I trusted Miles more than I trusted anyone.
“Close your eyes, and don’t open them,” he ordered.
I obediently closed my eyes. He slid his hand from my neck and trailed it down my body, his hand finally slipping between my legs. “Open those thighs for me, baby,” he ordered softly into my ear.
With my eyes still closed, I opened my legs. He slid his fingers into me, and I gasped, a moan falling from my lips. “Keep your eyes closed. I promised I would take care of you. Just trust me,” he murmured, pressing kisses to my neck and shoulder. “With your eyes closed, your other senses are heightened,” he explained as he slowly began moving his fingers in and out of me, the heel of his hand rubbing against my clit. I moaned, my legs trembling. He tightened his arm around me. “I’m going to have you screaming my name by the time I’m finished with you,” he whispered, sucking my earlobe between his lips.
He wasn’t lying. By the time he had me against the shower wall, my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs wrapped around his hips, I was screaming his name.
22
I leaned my head on Miles’s shoulder, both of us watching the random action movie we had put on after getting out of the shower.
“I know you have questions,” Miles softly spoke up as he ran his fingers through my mostly dry hair.
I grabbed his hand that was laying on my thigh, lacing my fingers through his. “I didn’t think I was going to get any answers if I asked,” I admitted.
Miles pulled his hand from mine and gently gripped my chin, pulling my face up to look at him. “I’m not Damien,” he reminded me. I swallowed thickly, my heart twisting painfully. It always would when I thought of him. “I will answer whatever you ask me with the absolute truth.”
I ran my eyes over his face, reaching up to run my fingers along his beard. “Tell me what went down at the strip club.”
He reached up and scratched his beard as he wrapped his other arm back around me. “It was simple,” he told me. “They never expected us to show up there. We managed to eliminate everyone we went up there to get rid of, and we were also able to get the FBI to shut down the sex trafficking ring. When we left, they were working on getting all those girls back home to their families.”