Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 129084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
As if that doesn’t compute, she stares at me with her brows pushed together. “And sleep? Is that what you’re suggesting?”
I blink and then narrow my eyes. “Um, no. That’s not what I’m suggesting.”
She laughs lightly against my chest. “My brain is too tired to riddle through this maze, Noah. You’ll have to spell it out for me.”
With our legs tangled together, my dick struggles to find enough room between us. “Do I really need to spell it out? I think it’s kind of obvious.”
“So I feel.” A wink and smirk are given in return. I really fucking love this side of her. “It’s that easy, huh?”
“All it takes is you, Ms. Bancroft, and I’m a lost cause.”
Like the wind came in and swept her off her feet, her body slacks on the edge of the couch. Fortunately, I’d never let her fall. At least not to the floor. She leans in to kiss me. “You’re not lost. You’re right where you’re supposed to be.”
She deserves more than a kiss for saying that and for making me a part of their lives. But that’s what I have to give her, so I kiss her with passion, running my fingers along the back of her neck so she knows that I’m not only grateful but I want her so fucking badly when I get that first taste of her. “So the bedroom?”
Releasing a jagged breath, she nods. “The bedroom.”
We waste no time grinding together as soon as we’re on the mattress. Tongues tangling. Hands frenzied. She tugs at my shirt and pulls hard. “That’s my neck,” I say, laughing through the burn she just caused along the base of my neck. “Just in case you forgot, my head is still attached.”
“Oh sorry.” She bends to kiss the spot that stings, not bothering to hide her laughter. Scrunching her nose, she fails at restraining her smirk. “It would be easier if you remove your shirt.”
I push up, grabbing the back of my collar, and yank it off. The lights from the city shine bright enough for us to see everything and each other. So giving her a show might be fun. I start on my jeans, and turnabout is fair play. “Let me see those great tits of yours.”
“Noah,” she says, her mouth hanging open.
She feigns offense, but I don’t think she means it. We’re about to find out. “Is that the line? Did I cross it?”
“Not complaining.” Scrambling to her knees, she tugs her shirt over her head. “Just shocked that I liked hearing that so much.” Her bra falls to the floor, and she starts on her jeans on her own accord. Someone’s horny.
We’d both be found guilty by a jury. Those dangerous curves, the tits that are a soft handful, the blush of her nipples peaking for me. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Where?”
That mouth . . . Fuck me, that mouth. I raise an eyebrow at this cocky little vixen. So fucking sexy. “Do you want to play?”
Anchored up on her elbows, she brazenly takes my body in. I rub over my dick a couple of times, drawing her eyes to the prize. She replies, “I’m game.”
Her striking confidence is a major turn-on. “You’ll have me coming before I get back on the bed.”
Her laughter filters through the air as her gaze continues to roam freely over my body. “Would that be so bad?”
I move onto the bed again, sliding in next to her. “Yes. To my ego.” I roll to start peppering her neck with kisses.
A shallow moan catches her off guard, but she still reaches between us. Her hand embraces my erection, and she smarts, “Your ego is as big as ever.”
So. Fucking. Sexy. “You say the sweetest things.”
She bursts out laughing. I love that we can have fun in and out of the bedroom. She says, “Making me laugh is the way to my heart.”
Lowering my hand over her stomach and between her legs, I say, “I have other goals in mind, but tonight, it’s not your heart I’m after.”
Happiness still shapes the corners of her eyes, though her smile is only slight. “Oh yeah?” She rolls on top of me, pressing her hands to my chest while straddling my cock. Leaning down, she kisses me and whispers against my lips, “What are you after, Mr. Westcott?”
I exhale when her words shoot straight to my dick. She knows exactly how to play this game. “What am I going to do with you?”
Lifting enough to look into my eyes, she grins, knowing just how to play me. “Whatever you desire.”
Fuck me. “You know what I want? I want to feel you, your body wrapped around mine, the heat scorching from our connection, and to see the look on your face when you come.” Holding her harder against my dick, I grind against her pussy. “I also want to come inside you.”