Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
Lost to the comfort.
To the closeness.
To the steady beat of his heart that drummed against my ear where he held me tightly to his chest. To the rhythm of his breaths that panted into the top of my head and stirred through my hair.
It was strange, finding peace in his proximity, especially after I’d laid myself physically bare to him.
Strange, allowing myself to sink into another.
I should be riddled with fear. Alarms going off and sending the barricades high and wide.
What I really should be doing was running. Searching. Focusing on what I’d come here to do.
But I couldn’t seem to get myself to let go as we stayed like that until my pounding pulse finally slowed, so utterly distracted by this man that I didn’t recognize myself any longer.
Ezra finally shifted, and he peeled himself back, though he didn’t go far. He took me by the chin, studying me in a way that left me completely unnerved. Because the man was looking at me like I might be a treasure. “Who knew one sweet mouth could bring a man to his knees.”
The faintest smile tugged at my lips. “I told you it was only fair.”
“Not fair at all, Savannah, what you did to me.” He said it easily, though. Like he wasn’t freaking out over what had just happened. Maybe he hadn’t been affected the same way as I had been. Except there was something playing in that warm, honey gaze that made me feel like I wasn’t in this alone.
“Wait right there.” He squeezed the outside of my thigh before he sauntered back out into the bedroom.
Completely buck.
A heaping mountain of muscle, back rippling with strength, his ass cheeks hard and perfectly hewn, indenting on the sides with each step he took.
It turned out Hot Cop looked really good in the middle of the night, too.
Heat spread through my body, and I bit down on my bottom lip like it could tamp out the reaction that blazed. I was in so much trouble because I wasn’t sure I’d ever have enough of him.
I didn’t know whether to be worried or relieved because I’d thought he’d run the second it was over, but instead, he was smirking over at me as he unwound his briefs from his jeans and pulled them on.
“You should see what you look like right now,” he rumbled.
My hands curled around the edges of the counter to keep myself from flying for him and begging for more. Because if we were talking about how someone looked right then…?
That was what was unfair, and I knew I was at a distinct disadvantage.
“And what’s that?” I managed a taunting, knowing my hair was mussed and the only thing I had on was that tiny camisole that covered next to nothing. The rest of me was stark naked. It wasn’t like I could hide from him, anyway, not when I got the sense he could see straight through me.
“Like the whole reason I renovated this place to begin with.”
My heart clutched, squeezing with the sweetness that came rolling off his tongue. This grumbly teddy bear who could go from a demanding savage before he was right back to revealing that soft, sincere soul.
I didn’t know which side of him I liked better.
“And why did you renovate it?”
“So I could have something to do with my hands, but I’m thinking this place had a whole different purpose than what I’d imagined.”
He lifted his hand and sucked on the fingers he’d just had buried inside me.
I nearly went up in flames.
I did my best to work up a tease when I felt like I was being burned alive. Devoured by a man I’d had no business allowing to touch me.
I ignored the thousand red flags that went up when I couldn’t find a speck inside myself that regretted it.
“I’m sure you could have found a better tenant.”
He snagged my underwear and my vibrator from the bed and started in my direction. Big body taking up the space. He’d tucked his cock back into his briefs, but it was still at half-mast and perfectly outlined by the fabric. I shifted on the cold granite of the counter, praying for self-possession or even a smidgeon of control.
But it’d all gone missing.
Because I wanted him again.
But this time, I wanted more.
I wanted it all.
Completely. Wholly.
My throat closed off as he tossed the toy into the sink then came to stand an inch from me, and a shiver tumbled down my spine as he helped me into my underwear.
The man was tending to me in a way that no one ever had before. Reaching out, he cupped my cheek and tilted my head back until I was pinned with the full force of his stare.
“No, Savannah, I knew there was a reason I found you that night, and this is right where you belong.”