Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
He lets go and smiles. “She’s under your skin. I fucking knew it!”
“The fuck you talking about?”
“That day when you came back from negotiating with Fraser, there was something different about you. Something …” He shrugs. “I couldn’t put my finger on it. But then you started watching Cadence, and that’s when I knew. You were seriously wanting her. Like, fucking insane stalker vibes.”
“I wasn’t stalking her.” I wave a dismissive hand. “I was just … keeping tabs on one of my enemy’s assets.”
“You were stalking her.” He snaps his fingers. “Then boom, when you finally met up with her and spent time with her, you were hooked even worse.”
“Is there a point to all your blathering?”
“No.” He nods. “It’s just, I knew it. That’s all.”
I want to argue with him, to put him in his place, to tell him he’s full of shit. But there’s no point pretending. Cat knows me better than anyone. And the simple fact is–he’s right. That curious slip of a woman has me chasing my tail, has me wanting more, has me tied up in thoughts of her. Even now, I can’t get her out of my mind, and I’m fucking worried. That’s not something I usually feel, but with her, it’s different. I want her safe. I want her here.
“Your eyes glazed over. Thinking about Caden–”
“Go get me more Caesar intel. I want to know when they plan to make a move on Cadence.” I glance at my phone, messages and emails piling up. My advisors, the banks, the business papers–anyone and everyone who has an interest in the Fraser negotiation is blowing up my phone. I should sit down and work. Should answer them. Should come up with a new plan of attack for Fraser. Instead, my gaze drifts upward, up to where I know Cadence is. I can feel her.
I stand, my feet moving on their own. My body drawn to hers.
Cat is already heading toward the garage. I ignore him, my steps quickening as I bound up the stairs. When I burst into her room, she looks up, her eyes wide. “What is it? I thought you were working.”
God, she’s so beautiful. So fucking innocent.
I close the door behind me and rush to her, bowling her over, pinning her beneath me, and kissing the ever-living hell out of her.
18
CADENCE
Vargas takes my breath away, his body pinning me to the bed beneath him. Forgotten are the lies he told me and my father.
His mouth devours mine, taking what he wants. Not that I have any plans to try to stop him. I slip my arms around him and kiss him right back. The passion and neediness rolling off of him is intoxicating. It pulls me under.
“I can’t stay away from you,” he says when he takes his mouth from mine. I gasp for air, but Vargas doesn’t stop. His lips move down my neck.
“You stayed away this morning,” I remind him. I had no idea how erotic it could feel to have your neck kissed and sucked on. He lifts his head. His eyes are now darker than I remember.
“I left because I have no control when it comes to you.” He presses his mouth to mine in a hard kiss. I find it hard to believe that Vargas Fontaine has no control, but I know in this he’s telling the truth. I just don’t understand why. I’m sure he could have anyone, but here he is with me.
“What if I don’t want you to have control?” I lick my lips, still tasting him there. They already feel swollen and well-used. I love it.
I could love him.
“Careful what you wish for, beautiful.” He yanks at my top, freeing it from my body. I let out a gasp of surprise. “Be a good girl and let me take what I want.”
“Vargas.” I whimper his name. His words are filthy and wrong, but I don’t move. If anything, I let myself sink deeper into the bed. I want to be a good girl for him. I want to be everything for him.
“Good girl,” he says before he sucks my nipple into his mouth. “You’re so damn soft.” He trails his mouth over to my other breast to give it the same attention. His tongue circles around my nipple before claiming that one too. Instinctively, my body arches to get closer to him. I want him to consume me. To never let me go.
Once again, Vargas wakes up another part of my body that I didn’t know could ache with need. My breasts grow heavy with every swipe of his tongue. The throb between my thighs is almost intolerable.
His mouth keeps working its way down my body while his hands remove the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked. Vargas slips off the side of the bed; gripping my hips, he pulls me to the edge, my ass almost falling off.