Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
“Agreed.” He laced his fingers through her hair and guided her mouth to his, kissing her lazily, as if he had no idea of the need already building in her core. Need that only Gideon seemed to be able to sate. He took his time reacquainting himself with her mouth before he moved to her neck and collarbone. “I was going to wake you up in a very specific way.”
“Mmm.” She reached between them to stroke him. “This is better.” She notched his cock at her entrance. “I need you.”
He slid into her in a single move and kissed her again with them sealed as closely as two people could be. Pressure built between them, but his big body kept Lucy pinned in place so she couldn’t do anything more than shake. Even that tiny movement ratcheted up her desire until she couldn’t stop a whimper of need from escaping. “Gideon, stop teasing me.”
“I know I’m not supposed to say it, but I missed the fuck out of you this week.”
Her breath got tangled somewhere between her lungs and throat. The words she was supposed to say lingered on the wrong side of her lips. That’s not what we are. It might be the correct thing to say, but it wasn’t the right thing to say—or the truth. “I missed you, too.”
He finally moved, rocking against her. It wasn’t enough, but that made it all the hotter. She did her best to arch, fighting against the weight of his body and loving every second of it. “More.”
“Demanding,” he murmured against her lips. “I waited seven fucking days to be inside you again, and I’m going to take my time and enjoy it.” He dragged his mouth down her throat, his whiskers rasping against her sensitized skin. “I like having you like this.”
“Furious?”
He chuckled, the low sound vibrating through her. “Needy. Wanting. As close as you’ll ever come to begging.”
“Would begging make a difference?”
His lips brushed the shell of her ear. “No.”
Lucy shivered, her breath releasing in a sob. It felt too good and she needed more. But he was right—she loved every second of this. Their bodies slicked with sweat as he kept up those slight rocking movements, every single one inching her closer to oblivion. His pelvis created delicious friction against her clit, and she found herself talking without having any intention of doing so. “That feels so good, Gideon. Don’t stop. Never stop.” She dug her fingers into his ass, loving the way he growled against her neck. “I love this.”
“I know.” He slipped one arm beneath the small of her back and the other up her spine to cup her head. She’d thought they were as close as two people could be. He proved her wrong. Lucy slid her feet down to hook around his calves, grinding against him. Gideon kissed her as if he couldn’t help himself. His tongue stroked hers, plunging deep, the way she wanted him to elsewhere. Right when she caught his rhythm, he withdrew and then stroked deep again, starting the process over. It made her crazy—crazier.
He knew. He always seemed to know exactly how close to the edge she was.
Gideon began to move. His hips mirrored the movements his tongue had made, stroking deep and then withdrawing before slamming home again.
Lucy couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t even breathe. Her entire existence boiled down to the places Gideon touched her and his cock between her thighs. Pressure wound tighter and tighter, turning her into a wild creature with no thought but her own pending orgasm.
It hit her like a freight train and she let loose a keening cry that didn’t sound human to her ears. Lucy couldn’t do more than cling to Gideon as his strokes became more and more ragged and rough until he orgasmed with a curse. He dropped slightly to the side of her, but shifted to pull her leg up and over his hip, keeping them close.
She tried to get her racing heart under control. “That was some wake-up.”
“It’s good to see you, Lucy.” Such a polite thing to say considering their current position.
I think I prefer hearing that you missed me.
With the post-orgasm bliss numbing her common sense, she couldn’t quite shut that thought down. She crossed the line they’d drawn in the sand. “Stay.”
“What?”
She ran her hand up his arm. “Stay. It’s almost morning and there’s no point in you cabbing back to your place and turning around to do it again in a few hours. Just...stay here with me.”
“You sure that’s what you want?” There wasn’t a single thing in his voice to indicate what he wanted.
“Yes. If you want to, of course.” Maybe I misheard him and I’m wrong about this entire situation.
Gideon delivered a devastating kiss and climbed off the bed. “Give me a few.”