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)
“You okay over there? Do I need to take you to the hospital?”
“Just got back from it. Busted and bruised ribs. I’ll be fine.”
He took him at his word and propped his feet up on the coffee table.
“Get your fucking feet off there. We were raised better than that.”
Despite flipping Tavin off, he listened. Then he stood. “You okay if I run out?”
“Sure am. You gave me beer. I’m good. Tell Neha hi from me.”
“I didn’t say I was going to see her.”
Tavin snorted but didn’t respond. Davin changed and went back to his Jeep. Behind the wheel, he drummed on the black material as he thought of where she may be. Home? Out with her friends? On her way to him?
He called and frowned when it went to voicemail. Starting the engine, he pulled away from the house and drove to her place. In the parking lot, he scanned it for her car. Didn’t see it, nor did he see Sugar’s bike.
His phone rang and he answered without checking the screen.
“Commander Bly.”
“You called but didn’t leave a message.”
God just hearing her voice was a fucking turn on. “Hello beautiful. Where are you?”
“Out with Cindy and some guys.”
There went that jealousy again. “Who?”
“I think they are Jeff, Scott, and Vic. Not sure, guys she works with. They invited her out for a dinner and she didn’t want to be alone with them, so I’m her plus one.”
“I want to see you.”
Voices around her grew louder. “I would love to see you too, but I can’t. I’m her safety net and I won’t leave her alone.”
He admired that about her and told her so. Even if he was curious why she didn’t stand up for herself in that way.
“Later?”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know if I can. I have to get back to the boat.”
He frowned. “Neha. I want to see you before you’re gone for six fucking months.”
A moment of silence. “I’ll see what I can do. I have to go.”
And she was gone.
Chapter 9
While she waited at the door, she smoothed her hands down the sides of her jeans. It was after midnight and she should be sleeping.
Completely explains why I’m standing in front of this door.
She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath as the door swung open. Davin stood there, his workout pants hanging dangerously low off lean hips. God, she wanted to sink to her knees and tug.
He raked her with his heated gaze, setting off flames within her.
“You came.”
Davin gripped her shirt and pulled her inside, his mouth on hers even before the door was completely closed behind them. He worked on her shirt, tugging it up, exposing her belly.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Davin, wait.”
He rumbled around her nipple, spikes of longing shooting through her. “Don’t wanna.”
“What about your brother?”
“Sleeping. On pain meds. Not a problem.”
She dropped her head back, hitting the door. “Oh fuck,” she groaned as he trailed his hot tongue between her breasts to circle the nipples and nipping each one. “Wait, why is he hurt? What happened?”
“Neha,” he growled. “Stop fucking thinking about my brother.” He cupped her through her pants and she grabbed the back of his head.
“Fuck me.”
He pushed his hands down the front of her jeans and shoved two fingers deep within her heat.
Her gasp couldn’t be contained. “Davin, please.”
He fucked her with his fingers, wringing out every cry and moan she desperately tried to keep quiet.
Davin sucked on her neck as she rode out an orgasm from his fingers. “I want you screaming my name, Neha. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re not going to miss me being inside you for six months. You’ll still feel me.”
“I already miss you,” she blurted. “Fuck me, please.”
“Upstairs baby. I don’t have any protection down here.” He lifted her against the door and slipped his fingers from her. Placing them to her lips, he kissed her as he pushed her taste into her mouth. “You fucking taste amazing.”
Talking ceased for a while and he took her upstairs, then he took her. Repeatedly. When she woke a little after four, he was watching her, head up on one hand while he stroked her hair, his expression one of contentment.
“I have to go.”
“I know.” He dipped his head for a kiss.
One that started innocently enough but changed. Not desperate just intensely more. Sliding her hands down his hard physique, she gripped his shaft and began stroking him. Davin watched her, his blue eyes so dark they were nearly black. He nudged her legs open and settled between them as he moved her hands above her head.
When he rose up, she moved her hands.
“Keep them there,” he rasped.
She listened. Watching him as he sheathed himself and came back over her, he laced their fingers on one hand, tipped up her chin with the other and claimed her mouth once more. The moment the broad head of his cock was inside her, he held her other hand, fingers laced as well.