Flame – Carmichael Family Read Online Adriana Locke

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 77341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
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“Yeah,” I say, playing it as cool as possible.

“What did we talk about then?”

His gaze intensifies. My self-control dwindles.

The wine is gasoline on my libido—and it was a raging fire to begin with.

The longer he watches me, the hotter I become. My face heats. My pussy throbs. And my need to know if he will say he loves me burns out of control.

“I have all night, wife.”

The cockiness of the sentence blisters through me. And I can’t take it anymore.

“He said he’s going to hook me up with Calvin—ah!”

Foxx lunges at me.

I shriek, scrambling off the chair. I leap across the end table, knocking over my glass of wine and nearly bashing my knee in the process. As I scurry around the room, Foxx is behind me. Somehow, I wind up behind the couch near the door to the bedroom. He’s on the other side of the coffee table near the chair that I was just occupying.

My chest rises and falls as I struggle to breathe. Goose bumps spread across my skin. Foxx’s smolder makes me shiver.

“You’re in a very powerful position right now, Mrs. Carmichael.”

I love it when he calls me that. “Oh, really? Why is that?”

“Because you hold all the cards.”

“What cards?”

“You decide Calvin’s fate. You decide whether I’m still friends with your brother.” He smirks. “And you decide whether you get properly fucked on the last night of your honeymoon. It’s all up to you.”

Damn.

He moves to the side of the table. I smile, moving to the other side of the couch.

“If I’m in the powerful position, what does that make you?” I ask.

He chews on his lip.

“Oh, come on,” I say, teasing him. “If I’m in the position of power, that means you’re in the position of weakness. And you can help yourself tonight if you just tell me what you were going to tell me earlier.”

His eyes twinkle. “There it is.”

I put my hands on my hips. “Tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“Stop it, Foxx.”

“Oh, that’s right. Tell you what I was going to tell you on the kayak before you rudely interrupted me.”

I drop my hands. “I got nervous, okay? And excited. And you were talking so much, and it was taking so long, and I just needed to know.” I pop out my bottom lip in a pout. “Why don’t you talk now? I’ll listen.”

“Nah. I’m good.”

The man has the courage to walk away from me.

“Where are you going?” I ask, gasping.

He grins. “I need a drink. Want anything?”

I gave it my best shot. I really did. But I can’t take it anymore.

“Yeah, I need something. Answers,” I say. “Fucked. And if you won’t give me any, then—oh shit. Foxx!”

My giggle breaks through the air as he sweeps me off my feet and tosses me over his shoulder. He bites the side of my ass, carrying me to the bed.

“Now we’re getting somewhere—ah!” I say, giggling harder as I’m tossed on the bed.

I barely hit the mattress before he’s on top of me, straddling me like I do him. I look up at my husband and his beautiful body and handsome face. The tenderness in his eyes.

He takes my hands and holds them above my head. I admire the lines in his biceps as he stretches over me.

“Now that I have you where you can’t move, I’m going to tell you something. And if you start to talk,” he says, talking over me, “I’ll put my cock in your mouth.”

“But then we’ll both be distracted.”

He chuckles before kissing me.

“I was going to tell you today …” His voice softens. “I was going to tell you that I want pizza for dinner.”

“No, you were not,” I say, kicking my feet to try to toss him off me. Of course, it’s a nonstarter.

His smile, free and fun, is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

“Okay.” He releases my hands, then rolls onto his side. “Let’s try it this way.”

I curl up next to him with my ear on his heart. It thumps steadily in time with mine.

I love this man. I love him with my whole heart, and if I’m wrong and that’s not what he’s going to tell me, it won’t change anything.

I’ll wait. Because he’s worth the wait.

He strokes my hair and blows out a contented breath. “I love you, Bianca.”

Tears stack behind my non-waterproof mascara.

“These past couple of days have been the best days of my life. And I knew they would be. I’ve known that this situation would be my dream come true since the day I saw you. We’ve done this backward. But I would love for us to see if we could work this out when we get home. I’ll date you. I’ll spoil you. I don’t know how it’ll work, but I will do whatever you want. If you want me to relocate to Nashville, I will. I just don’t want to lose you. I can’t.”


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