Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
“Cards on the table?” Harlow asked.
“That’s what we’re doing.”
“I’m a virgin,” Harlow said. “I have six brothers. You already know what one of them is like and when it comes to guys, I’m not exactly a wet dream. I know that. I talk too much and I’m not pretty enough. I say what comes to my mind and that pisses a lot of people off. I get it, I do. I want to know what it’s like and I’ve got a feeling you know what you’re doing. I’m not looking for love. I’m not looking for forever. All I’m looking for is now. I don’t want to marry you, Hunter. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with you, but for now, I would like to have a little fun with you, if that’s possible.”
Chapter Four
Harlow didn’t know if she should be upset at him laying his cards on the table. This was not going to lead to forever after. Hunter was not going to be like Smokey and become completely devoted to her. There wouldn’t be romance, sweet flowers, or fun memories. She didn’t want that.
What she did want was to have fun with a guy who wouldn’t brag about it. She didn’t want any of her brothers or her parents to find out what she was doing. This was about having fun, for her. In a way, she was using Hunter as much as he was using her. She had agreed to this. No one was forcing her.
“Or is the whole virgin thing a deal-breaker?” Harlow asked. “For some reason, some women seem to get rid of theirs so freaking easily. Me, I seem to keep holding onto mine like it’s a best friend. Not exactly ideal. I don’t think so, anyway.”
Hunter took a long swig of his soda and then placed the empty bottle onto the counter. He didn’t say a word as he moved closer to her. She didn’t back up.
The look in his eyes seemed almost feral, like this man was on the hunt. Was that why he was called Hunter? She didn’t know, but put the question to the back of her mind to ask him.
Hunter placed a hand at her waist and she felt her body melt. She didn’t know what it was about him that made her act this way. It made no sense to her. His other hand went to the back of her neck and he drew her in close, but at the last inch, he slammed his lips down on hers. The kiss was hard, almost bruising, but she didn’t care. She relished the feel of his lips on hers.
She whimpered and that small action made her lips open, and he plundered inside, taking full advantage. The kiss was even better than the last one they had shared. At first, Harlow didn’t know what to do. She didn’t kiss him back and her hands were at her sides, but then it was like a switch went off in her mind and she began to respond. Placing her hands on both of his arms, she ran them up and then circled them around the back of his neck.
Hunter traced the path of her lips and then plundered inside, stroking his tongue against hers. He broke the kiss, his lips going toward her neck, straight on her pulse. She let out a moan as his teeth bit down on the sensitive flesh. It felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop.
The hand at her waist moved down toward her shirt, and she felt him playing with the edge. Hunter pulled away but only long enough to remove the shirt she was wearing. He tossed it onto the floor and then went straight for her pants. She didn’t fight him as he stripped her naked, right there, within the walls of his kitchen.
Once all her clothes were off her body, she was tempted to cover herself, but Hunter must have known what she was going to do, as he grabbed her hands and held them out from her body.
He gave a little tut. “Don’t cover yourself in my presence,” he moaned. “In fact, I think we should make this a rule. The moment I lock that front door, I want you completely naked.”
“You expect me to walk around your house without a stitch of clothing on?” she asked.
“That’s exactly what I want you to do, and you’ll do it.”
“What do I get out of it?” she asked.
“Me.” He took hold of her hand and placed it right over his cock.
She was shocked to find him hard. She didn’t expect that and she felt her cheeks start to heat.
“Fuck me, you have no idea what you do to me, do you?” he asked.
“I think I’m starting to.”
He shook his head. “No, little girl. You don’t have a fucking clue what you’ve started.”