Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
I felt his hand, rough and impatient, push aside the soaking material, and his long fingers plunge into me with a squelching sound. The foreign sensation, the wet sound, and the bestial
nature of his action, shocked me and made me freeze.
His fingers stilled without warning inside me.
It was as if we were both suspended in time. Neither moved. The atmosphere changed, chilled, congealed. Slowly, I turned my head and looked up at him. He was staring at me in disbelief.
He shook his head as if in denial. My mind was blank. There was not one thing I could think of to say that would make the situation better, less embarrassing for me.
He retracted his fingers hastily, as if he just realized that he had in fact, thrust his hand into a viper’s nest.
With his hands at his side he continued staring at me, his face shocked.
‘What?’ I asked, my voice horribly squeaky.
‘You’ve never been with a man, have you?’ he accused.
CHAPTER 22
Tawny Maxwell
I swallowed. I really thought I could wing it and he wouldn’t know, but it was not to be.
‘No,’ I whispered.
‘What?’ he bit out incredulously.
‘It’s true. I never have,’ I admitted.
‘How can that be?’
‘That’s how it is,’ I said in frustration.
He continued to stare at me. Neither of us moved, then he took a long step back.
‘Right,’ he said, and for the first time since I knew him he sounded like the upper-crust Englishman that he was. ‘I have to go somewhere for a bit. Can you give me a few minutes? I need
to do something. It’s … rather important.’
I stared at him wordlessly. It was the weirdest thing ever. There I was with my ass swinging in the air and he needed a few minutes to do something.
‘OK,’ I said. What else was I going to say?
‘Good.’ He nodded and, as if talking more to himself than me, said, ‘Good. Don’t move. I’ll be back. Wait for me.’
I nodded, wondering if I was trapped inside a really bad slapstick comedy.
He strode out of the room and I heard him cross the living room and go into his bedroom. I stayed where I was for a few more seconds because I was in such a state of shock, then I
vaulted off the bed. For a while I stood in the middle of the room not sure what I should do. What a disaster. Still, he did say he was coming back. Maybe he had to consult a How to Have
Sex With A Virgin manual or something.
I went back to the bed and sat on it. I shouldn’t wait indefinitely. That would be weak and spineless. I should give him a time limit. Five minutes. If he did not make it back in five
minutes the deal was off. I sat staring at the bedside alarm clock.
Four minutes left, buster.
Then I heard his bedroom door fling open and his footsteps quickly cross the living room.
I jumped and immediately turned to face the doorway.
He stood framed in it. With the light behind him he was large and forbidding. An overlord come to claim his prize.
Lord Greystoke
The light shone on her beautiful golden hair making her glow softly like an angel from a Rembrandt painting. The whole night stretched out before me and there were so many things I
wanted to do to her, but all I wanted to do at that moment was simply look at her a little bit longer, so I’d capture her in my mind, so I’d never forget how faultless a moment can be.
I watched her hug herself nervously, open that plump mouth that I had jerked off to for two fucking years, and let stumble out nonsensical, meaningless, trite words into my perfect
moment.
‘Let me explain. Robert and I—,’ she began.
Instantly, I crossed the space between us and placed my fingers across those crazy-sexy lips of hers. They felt soft and full.
‘I don’t want to know. At least not right now,’ I said.
You see, my obscenely sexy little angel, you just gave me the piece of the puzzle that was missing. The thing I could never figure out. The big secret. BTW the plot twist was brilliant.
I never would have guessed.
She stared mutely up at me, her eyes shining like blue stars, and the heat of a blush burning her cheeks. God, she was so fucking beautiful. My cock hardened and strained.
‘OK?’ I asked.
She nodded slowly.
I removed my hand and smiled.
The answering smile that trembled on her lips was so decadent and so utterly delicious that I wanted to fucking cage her. I could feel the muscle ticking furiously in my jaw.
‘Now where was I?’ I said.
She looked down at the floor, looked up again, tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and said, ‘You were about to spread it like peanut butter jelly.’