Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby. I can feel exactly how hot you are for me.” He lifts up a little and slides his hand between us to cup my pussy. “And wet,” he groans.
I’m a little shocked at first because nobody has ever touched me there. But then his palm brushes against my clit, and a burst of sheer pleasure rolls over my body. I instinctively press against his hand, unsure of exactly what I want him to do. Press harder, maybe. Or to rub against me. Whatever makes it feel even better. “Please.”
“It’s okay, baby,” he soothes. “I’m only going to do some light petting over the clothes. I know you aren’t ready for anything more yet. I’m not going to push it too far.”
My moan is a mixture of disappointment and need, but he doesn’t know that and it just urges Rem on. His hand doesn’t budge, no matter how much I wiggle against him, as he kisses down my neck, nipping at the skin where my pulse flutters wildly. I glide my fingers up his back and neck to dig them into his scalp when he trails his mouth down one of the straps on my dress to the top swell of my breast. He kisses along the neckline, and I arc my back to give him better access.
When he finally lifts his head, his green eyes are filled with a fierce need that matches my own. I’m surprised when he pulls his hand away from my pussy instead of sliding it into my panties. Then he shocks me more by nudging my legs off his hips and sitting up.
"We’d better stop, baby.” His fingers dig into my sides as he sets me away, and I whimper in protest.
I twine my arms around his neck and climb onto his lap, grinding against him. “No stopping. Not yet.”
“We’ve got to, before we go too far.” He rests his forehead against mine. “My control is already hanging by a thread here, Ainsley.”
“I have a better idea.” I slide my nose against his and whisper, “How about we forget about controlling ourselves and keep going until we lose it all? It’s Vegas. Nobody worries about the rules while they’re here.”
He shakes his head with regret. “Sorry, baby. That rule is too important to you for me to help you break it.”
“Gah! That just makes me want to have sex with you even more because you’re putting me first.” I slump against him, panting in need. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to pull myself together, until an idea pops into my head. “There are other things we can do that’ll leave me a virgin but still give both of us a lot of pleasure, right?”
“I want to say yes more than you can possibly know.” He grinds his hard length against me. “But we’re not going to keep your promise by a technicality. All these years, you didn’t let anyone touch you. That’d make me a complete asshole. As hard as it is to stop now, you deserve better from me. You can be damn sure I’ll always do what it takes to do right by you, no matter what it costs me.”
“Even if I’m paying the price, too?” Maybe it’s playing dirty to put it this way, but he’s the one who got me to the point of near desperation before pulling back. My heart is racing, my skin feels tight, and every single muscle in my body is tense. “Forget about my promise. I don’t want to wait. Not with you.”
“I see that my little daredevil doesn’t always play fair.” A groan rumbles up his chest when I wiggle on his lap, and I feel a little guilty—but not enough to stop.
“I’m sorry, but I’ve never felt like this before. Only with you, Remington. I know it seems crazy for me to be the one pushing for more, but I can’t seem to help myself. Please forget about my silly rule and take me to the bedroom.”
His eyes turn serious as he searches my face. He must find whatever he’s looking for there because he nods his head like he’s come to a decision. I’m just hoping it’s one that’ll make me happy...and satisfied. “Do you really want to lose your virginity to me tonight?”
There’s no hesitation when I answer, “Yes!”
“Then there’s only one solution I can think of where I can give you what you want without making you break your promise to yourself.”
“What is it?” I’m sure that whatever it is will work for me as long as it means that I get what I want—Remington and me in bed together as soon as humanly possible.
“Marry me. Right now, before we go any further.”
“Yes.” This time, my answer comes out before what he’s said really registers. But once it’s out there, he doesn’t hesitate. In under a minute, he’s fixed my dress and his clothes. Then we’re heading out the door as he explains that we don’t even need to leave the hotel to get married.