Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 131926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
I turn to face him, forcing his lips up off my neck as he meets my stare. “You’re not mad?”
“Not even in the slightest,” he tells me. “But if it was some random dude and your intentions were solely to get at me, then yeah, I’d have a fucking problem with it. What can I say? I’ve gotten used to this open relationship bullshit and seeing you come alive under someone else’s touch is just as good as being the one who gets to do it.”
I raise my brow and turn to meet Cruz’s stare, knowing that he’s the sensitive one out of the two of them. “And you?”
Cruz leans in and brushes his lips over mine. “All I ask is that if you feel like fucking another chick, that I get to fuck you straight after, so you know exactly what you were missing out on,” he says, grinding his hard cock against me. “But don’t act like after this, we’re not going to talk about what the fuck is going on with you and Carver. Something happened and I want to know what.”
A grin tears across my face as relief settles into me. I knew the Carver talk was bound to happen sooner or later, and I don’t doubt that talk is going to extend to answering questions about me and Grayson too. “You’re seriously both okay with it? It just kinda happened. I had no intention of kissing another girl tonight, but for the record, I don’t have any desire to go and randomly fuck some chick. You guys keep me more than satisfied. I’d totally get it if you felt like you deserved one free night to do whatever you wanted—it would drive me in-fucking-sane, but I’d understand it.”
King’s hand curls around me, instantly sliding down my body and cupping my aching pussy. “We do keep you more than satisfied, and don’t you forget it,” he tells me. “But for what it’s worth, your tight little pussy and sweet ass are the only things I want.”
I grind down against him, my body burning with need. “Good,” I groan.
Cruz steps in closer, his fingers roaming over my skin and making me burn with need. “If you’re getting so fucking hot by touching Sara Benson, then that just tells me that we’re not fucking you hard enough.”
My brow raises. “I didn’t think it was possible to fuck me any harder.”
The guys meet each other’s hungry stares above my head, and I watch the twisted grin stretching across Cruz’s face. A far too cocky laugh bubbles out of him and the sound pulses right through me, making everything inside of me ache.
“Are you ready?” he demands, his eyes darkening as I see a whole new side of Cruz Danforth. He pushes me harder against King, and in response, King’s hand curls around the base of my neck where I wear my thin black choker, just as I’d done to Sara not five minutes ago.
Desperation tears through me as I realize exactly what I’m getting myself into.
This is going to be hard, fast, and fucking wild.
I can’t wait.
Cruz grips my waist, his fingers digging into my skin, and I know without a doubt I’ll be left with bruises, but I’m so here for it.
My chest rises and falls with rapid, intense movements, but when the sound of a branch breaking in the bushes around us tears through the silence, King’s hand moves up to cover my mouth, knowing damn well that a deep, needy groan is only moments from slipping out.
Cruz’s eyes sparkle, the idea of getting caught so damn thrilling, but neither of them stop and it kills me to not moan their names. King’s lips move against my neck as his hand slips into the front of my pants, making my eyes roll, and when King moves his hand from my mouth, it’s instantly replaced by Cruz’s lips.
“She’s here,” the person in the bushes says, making my back straighten.
King’s hands stop working my pussy as Cruz pulls back and meets King’s stare over my head, something dark flashing in their eyes.
There’s something familiar about that voice. But what? Why do I know it?
No response comes and I realize the guy must be on the phone.
“They’re here with her, so you need to make it good, and fast. Get her alone and fucking take her out.”
I suck in a gasp and King’s hand instantly comes back to my mouth.
Jacob Scardoni.
Fuck.
Meeting Cruz’s stare in front of me, I realize that they’re more than aware of what I’ve just figured out, and fuck me, they’re pissed.
A silent conversation passes between them, and with a sharp nod from Cruz, the two of them take off like lightning.
I race after them, struggling to keep up with their long strides, but refusing to be left in the bushes alone, especially after that shady conversation we overheard. I’m not about to suffer through another attack, but at least now we know who the fuck was behind the first ambush in the woods.