Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Fuck it,” he uttered.
Davin stalked around the desk and backed her into the door where they were unseen from the outside and braced her in with his arms, palms flat on the warm wood.
“You are furious with me, I get it and I accept it. You want to hate me, I get it but I in no way fucking accept this. You and me, Neha. I told you before, I didn’t think I was right for you. I took a chance and you fucking changed my entire outlook on everything. I want to protect you. Be the one who slays all your dragons. No, not because you need that but because I can and that’s what a man does for his woman.”
Her eyes widened, pupils dilating.
“Yes, Lieutenant Neha Kirk. I’m labeling this. What we have. What we are. I’m putting a name to it. You are my woman and I will do whatever I can to make sure you are safe, even if you don’t want me too.” He took a deep breath and waited.
For something. Anything.
She didn’t speak. Her throat moved as she swallowed. Multiple times.
“I’m going to kiss you, Neha and if you want to yell yellow light again, so be it. Because I’m betting you are saying that for the sole reason that you don’t trust yourself around me because you’re thinking as I am. About how it is between us. How it is supposed to be and how it will always be.”
Finished with his statement, Davin covered her mouth with his. He didn’t slam down and force his way in, not at all. It was the opposite. He placed little, light nibbling kisses along her mouth, even on her chin before moving back up to her lips.
He licked at her lower lip. Once. twice. And it was on the third swipe that she parted beneath him with a soft gasp, her entire body trembling. He pressed his advantage, craving more of what this woman gave him.
Their tongues slipped against each other and he growled low in the back of his throat. He tried to leave his hands there, really, he did but she continued to release those fucking sexy little purrs and moans until he couldn’t take it any longer.
Just want to touch her with one.
And he did. Swallowing hard, Davin shifted his hand from hard wood to the softness of the woman pressed against him. He bit back a pleasurable moan of his own as he skimmed along her jaw line, pushing back until his fingertips graced the nape of her neck. That’s all he touched.
Her taste streamed into him and he lost all track of time, focusing so hard on her and not doing anything else beside touching her. When she pulled back, he swore but didn’t fight it.
There she was. The woman he had been looking for. Lips swollen and shiny from their kissing, her eyes soft and hazy, overflowing with desire. A heated flush all the way up her dark skin.
Fucking perfect.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Her voice was low and he had to strain to hear her.
Davin moved his fingertips, making sure she didn’t forget that he touched her. He could see the tiny goosebumps all over her skin and was thrilled to know his touch affected her how hers did him.
“Will you talk to me?”
“Not here. I have to get off this base. I’m tired of being an object.”
He nodded. “Go home then take an Uber and come to my house. Or have your friends bring you.”
Davin could see the hesitation on her face. And he kissed her again until she sank into him, trusting he wouldn’t let her fall.
“One hour,” he muttered against her pillowy lips. “If you’re not there, baby. I’m coming to get you. I don’t give a fucking damn what cameras are on us.” He flicked his tongue over the seam of her mouth. “Or how many.”
She licked her lips like she needed one last taste of her, then ducked below his hand and walked out. Sure, he could have kept her in there, but he wanted her to come to him.
Again, while he wanted to go out there and watch her, he stayed in his office. He knew exactly how long it took him to get home and left at the last possible minute, giving himself time for a shower.
Tavin wasn’t home when he got there and hadn’t returned when he got out of the shower. After checking his phone, he shot him a text letting him know that Neha was going to be there, sure she’d not shown up yet but he was holding out faith she would. There were three minutes left.
At forty-five seconds before the hour was up, he heard the rumble of a bike. Stealing a glance out the living room window, he frowned as he recognized Sugar’s bike, but it only had one rider. They climbed off and walked to the door, helmet still on.