Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Because I know you’ve been thinking about me the way I have been thinking about you.” He took slow deliberate steps toward her as he spoke.
She backed up until she was wedged between the counter and his body. “I have not,” she denied hotly.
“You’re lying, sweet Brandi. You’ve been thinking about my touch and how my tongue felt against your skin and how my cock got so damn hard when you were close to me. I bet you were thinking how your pussy throbs for my touch. You were so wet and ready for me that I could have easily slid between those delectable chocolate thighs of yours.” He paused. “Do you know how I know?”
Her eyes were wide and her breathing sounded stilted. Mason grinned down at her, knowing that his words were affecting her senses. “Do you know how I know?” he repeated, caressing her full bottom lip with his thumb.
She shook her head as if she were hypnotized. “I know because I couldn’t stop thinking about you, too, or how delicious you tasted. Your pussy smelled so sweet. Do you know what I would do if you let me make love to you?”
Again, she shook her head as he lightly caressed her cheek. His hand spanned her throat and he could feel the erratic beating of her pulse. “I would slowly kiss every inch of your beautiful body, taking my time on you and your big, hard nipples. I would suck them into my mouth and make you moan for me. Then I would play with your sweet cunt, slipping my fingers inside of you, getting you so wet that you’d beg for my cock. I would be so damn hard for you, but I promise, I’d go slow.” He lowered his head to lick her earlobe.
She shivered at the contact. “This isn’t right,” she whispered unconvincingly.
Mason lifted his head to gaze into her dark eyes. “You’re starting to repeat yourself, Brandi. Besides, if this is wrong, I sure as hell don’t want to be right. Sorry to sound so clichéd, but it’s how I feel. If you let me make love to you, I’ll make sure you won’t be disappointed. Can you say the same for your fiancé? Does he make you feel this way?”
“No,” she confessed.
Triumph raced through him. He had her in the palm of his hand now.
CHAPTER SEVEN
His words had her so hot and bothered that she thought she would cream her panties right then and there. It was almost as if he knew dirty talk was her weakness. When Damon used to speak to her like that, she was putty in his hands. In that moment, with Mason standing so close to her, his breath warm against her ear, she couldn’t think of one good reason not to give in to temptation.
It would only be sex, right? After lunch with Lisa, she’d realized that she would need to break things off with Rodney, so it wasn’t as though she was doing anything wrong by giving in. It had been so long since anyone made her body feel quite like this, and she had needs, dammit!
Brandi looked up into his piercing green eyes; she could feel herself melting against him. He was so damn sexy. Why did she have to be so fiercely attracted to this man of all people? It was on the tip of her tongue to verbalize some kind of protest when she was cut off with the touch of his finger on her lips.
“Don’t say anything, just feel what you do to me.” He took her hand in his and dragged it down the length of his body, using her fingers to unzip his pants, stopping at his throbbing erection. He was so hard, so big. She gently cupped the bulge in her palm and he let out a soft moan.
“Yes, like that.”
Her hand rubbed and squeezed him. “Turn around,” he commanded.
“Why?” she asked in confusion.
“You’ll see.” The savage gleam in his eyes made her shiver. She did as he asked, wondering what he would do next. Brandi found herself pushed over the counter with his cock grinding against her.
“Oh, God,” she groaned. His hand reached around to grasp her breasts, squeezing them roughly in his palms. Mason kissed the back of her neck and she thought she would go insane with desire.
His hands felt so good against her. The steady movement of his cock against her ass stimulated her from her head to the tip of her toes. “Your breasts are perfect. They fit in my hand as if they were made just for me,” he whispered against her ear.
She could only moan in response. Mason’s hands moved lower to slip under her top. Brandi arched her back against him, aching to feel his hands against her bare breasts. The fingers slowly inched up her ribs until they stopped to rest just below her waiting mounds.