Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 52773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
His hand moved from my lower back to my ass and squeezed.
“I can’t say that I haven’t noticed,” he rumbled. “But you know I’m no good, Way. I’m the bad guy in your story. Not the good one.”
I leaned back as if he’d burned me.
“Darby August Valentine…” I started.
His hand squeezed my ass. “Alexander.”
I frowned. “What?”
His grin was cute as hell as he said, “My middle name is Alexander. Not August. Alexander. Darby Alexander Valentine. Although, I was born in August. Maybe that’s why you thought it was my middle name.”
My head tilted to the side. “I knew it was an A name, but I just figured you’d never tell me. Every time someone asks when I’m around you, you always refuse to answer.”
He shrugged.
“I always hear that you’re not supposed to give out personal information. Like what if they got my name and my birthday and they illegally started a fraudulent account?” he challenged.
My lips twitched, but I wouldn’t be deterred.
“Darby,” I said, cupping his face. “Why do you think you’re the bad guy?”
His face went blank.
“Because I am the bad guy, Way,” he told me bluntly. “I’m not a nice person. Nine times out of ten if someone asks me for help, I’m not going to do it. I curse too much. I’ve done drugs. I’ve been arrested. Gone to jail. Stolen from my family. You name it, and I’ve probably done it.”
I tilted my head to the side and ran my finger over his lower lip.
“Killed someone?” I asked.
He gave me a roll of his eyes. “No.”
“Beaten someone to within an inch of their life?” I kept going.
He shook his head.
“Cheated on your girlfriend?”
“I’ve never had a girlfriend.” He laughed.
“Maimed or wounded someone to the point where they could no longer walk?” I continued.
He rolled his eyes. “No.”
I moved inward until my mouth was on his as I said, “Then you’re not a bad guy. You’re a good guy that once made bad decisions. You’re not that guy anymore, no matter what your family thinks.”
Then I kissed him, once again giving him my tongue.
He inhaled deeply at my words, giving me access. And I took advantage, licking my tongue over his before tilting my head and pushing it deeper.
He moaned into my mouth, both of his hands now on my ass as he held me down against his erection. His erection that didn’t wane once during our conversation.
“I want you,” he growled.
I pulled away and got off his lap entirely.
He groaned and reached for me, but I took an even bigger step back and divested myself of my shirt, boots, and jeans. Right when I started taking my panties off there was a knock at the door.
His eyes never once left mine as he said, “Ignore it.”
I did, slipping my panties off and kicking them free to land on the table.
His eyes went down to the apex of my thighs, and I swear to God his dick twitched.
“Your bra,” he urged, his eyes staying on my nether regions.
I slipped the bra off with a quick flick of my wrist and tossed it at him.
It hit him in the face because he was still focused on my crotch, causing me to laugh.
The knock sounded again, and his gaze flicked upward to land on my breasts.
That’s when he tensed.
“You have your nipples pierced.”
I grinned. “I do.”
He groaned and covered his face with his hands.
“What did I do to deserve this?” he rasped.
I snickered and began walking to him, stopping when I thought about the fact that the door was likely unlocked.
The knocking sounded again, and this time Darby cursed.
He got up, brushed past me with a sensual grace that surprised me, and walked to the door.
I watched in stunned silence as he locked the door. Then turned back to me.
“Get on the bed,” he ordered.
I walked to the bed and climbed on it. Before I could turn over, though, I felt his hands on my waist holding me still.
“Just like that,” he rasped. “This first time, were gonna do it exactly like this.”
I felt a shiver roll down my spine as anticipation started to tear through my veins.
“Next time I’m going to take my time.” He smoothed his hand down my back. “I’m gonna lick you. Suck you. Taste you. Devour you. But this time? I just want to sink my cock in and feel your hot pussy wrapped around me.”
I wanted that, too. All of it.
I widened my thighs, giving him a glimpse of my entrance, and causing his breath to come in harsh pants.
“Please tell me you have a condom,” I begged.
“One,” he said. “Enough to get me started.”
One wasn’t enough. I knew it wouldn’t be.
But it was enough for now.
“I’m not on birth control,” I told him. “But you can bet your ass I’ll get on it this week. Then we can go bare.”