Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Okay, well learn what you can about Miriam Juliet so that you can tell Dixie what there is to know about her.”
I laughed bitterly. “What if she asks if I loved her mother?”
“Then you tell her the truth, that you’ll always love her for bringing Dixie into your life but that her dear old dad was a big slut and didn’t do love.”
I frowned and Sasha laughed. “Great parenting talk, Sash.”
She shrugged. “You know, or something like that.” She laid her head on my shoulder. “I really am sorry, Alex. I know you were hoping to find her alive.” Her hand slid up and down my thigh, the move meant to be comforting rather than arousing.
“So much for answers.”
“Maybe not. See if she has any family or left behind any keepsakes that you can save for Dixie when she’s older.”
I nodded absently. It was a good idea and I would text Raul later, for now I just wanted to bask in her easy affection. “Thank you, Sasha.”
She pulled back and looked up in confusion. “For what?”
“For being you. For just being here. Thank you.”
“Of course. No matter what else is going on, Alex. We’re a team.”
“A pretty good one,” I agreed and wrapped an arm around her, unable to resist pressing my lips to that sexy smile of hers.
Chapter 24
Sasha
Alex’s mouth ravished mine for an eternity. Starting in the car, we barely came up for breath inside the elevator, down the hall and into the penthouse. His mouth had a way of making me lose all sense of space and time, and every pass of his tongue disintegrated a few more of my brain cells. Never mind the way his hands roamed and explored my curves, leaving a white-hot trail of fire everywhere he touched.
“Sasha,” he moaned against my lips and pulled me closer. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
“I’m not,” I insisted as we stumbled down the hall and into his enormous bedroom.
“I think you are,” he growled and pushed me down on the bed, his big hands made quick work of my jeans and my blouse, leaving me in nothing but pale yellow lace. “So fucking perfect.”
When he growled at me like that, an intense look on his face, I wanted to believe that someone found me perfect and beautiful. That he found me more than enough. “Alex,” I moaned and pulled him closer.
This time things weren’t as frantic. Alex took his time as he peeled off my bra and then my panties, so slowly I shook with my need for him. And when the tables were turned, he vibrated as I undressed him piece by piece until every inch of his gorgeous well-muscled body was bared to me. “Sasha, babe. You’re killing me.”
I laughed. “Sorry, the view is just so stunning.”
His nostrils flared and he backed me up until I fell backwards, his big body, his comforting weight on top of me. “I got the best view in the house.” He flashed that too charming, sexy, lopsided grin just before he kissed me. Devoured me. Turned me inside out.
We both took our time, savoring one another as if this was our last night on earth together. He kissed me like I mattered, he kissed me like I was everything he ever wanted or needed in this world. It was a heady experience, the Alex made love to me, the way he touched me and the way he kissed me.
As his body slide into mine everything just felt right. It felt perfect. His soft grunts that grew more intense as his own pleasure grew combined with my cries of pleasure, pleas for more. “Yes, Alex.” The words were whispered in his ear and his muscles tensed all around me. “More,” I begged and locked my legs around his back.
“So wet,” he whispered. “So hot. So fucking good.” The last part came out on a growl that I felt all the way down to the center of my heart. He lifted one leg higher and buried his face in the side of my neck, kissing and nibbling my neck and shoulder as he pumped in long, deep strokes that pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “Sasha.”
My whispered name unlocked something inside of me and I knew I was in trouble, real trouble because right now what I felt for Alex felt like a lot more than a crush. It felt real and that was a problem. It wasn’t.
His hips sped up, pumping slightly faster but deeper and harder, pushing me, urging me to reach for that pleasure just out of reach. “Sasha, babe.”
He kissed me again, his tongue thrust in and out in time with his cock and I was lost, I was gone and this man was the cause. Alex kissed me with as much intensity as he pounded into me and nothing, not my thoughts or doubts, could stop the pleasure as it rose to the surface and exploded out of me. “Alex!” I arched into him and my toes curled as I was hit with a wave of pleasure so great and so profoundly intense that it shook my body uncontrollably for several long minutes. “Yes, Alex!”