Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“I can’t breathe,” I screamed in a voice muffled by the press of his chest. “Help! Marco!” I don’t know why that was the first name that came to my lips, other than the fact that I thought if anyone in the hotel could drag Kage off of me, it would be him.
“You think Marco can help you? He wouldn’t stand a chance against me. Nothing can save you now.” He burrowed in even harder, tickling me until I was just a trembling heap unsure of whether I was laughing or crying. For a split second, I thought maybe I felt his lips brush the side of my throat in something like a kiss.
“Please… please…” I gasped, my thrashing limbs useless against his superior weight and strength. Even through the pleasure-pain, I felt the blood rushing to my cock, filling it out between my legs, making me all too aware of the slide of skin and the way my hips were bucking against his. Feeling his cock against my cock, and the rub and the friction. My legs wrapped themselves around his waist, my ankles locked together, and I rode his movements like a desperate bull rider just trying to make it through eight seconds. It was excruciating. Glorious. Shameful.
“Please…” I cried again, this time with a different meaning altogether. In that moment, I needed him so much it was scary. I felt like I would do anything.
Everything.
He laughed against my ear, his breath teasing the sensitive flesh there. “Please what, Jamie? Tell me I smell good.”
“You smell good. You smell great.”
“Yeah? You think so?” he asked, feigning surprise, as if my compliment hadn’t been the least bit coerced. He finally stopped tickling me, and my whole body seemed to spiral down into the covers, tingling from the aftermath of Kage’s sensual onslaught.
“Yes,” I sighed, panting hard to catch my breath, relaxing by body, my arms and legs falling open and limp. I was too weak to wipe the tears from my cheeks. “You smell fucking awesome, Kage. Now get off of me.”
He did as I asked and climbed off of me, but he still wore the smug expression of victory. He had every right to wear it. The guy had just broken me in every way I could think of, and he didn’t even know it.
“Why don’t you give me a couple of hours to get showered and feeling better, then we’ll go grab some lunch.”
“Yeah?” I grinned.
“Yeah. But give me time, because I’m pretty hung over right now. Gotta go get some of Marco’s magical hangover cure.”
“What’s that?”
“Ancient secret recipe.” He felt around in the pockets of his shorts. “Have you seen my key card?”
“Nope. You didn’t have it on you when I picked you up.”
I know, because I felt every inch of you.
“I must have dropped it at the party. Everything’s a blur after I got there. I swear I didn’t think I drank that much.”
“You were definitely hammered,” I told him with a straight face. “You really don’t remember anything?”
“Not really. Funny, I don’t even remember how I got there in the first place.” He frowned and furrowed his brow. “Oh, well. No sense crying now. I just need to go get that key canceled and a new one programmed before someone figures it out and steals all of my shit.”
After he left the room, I showered and got ready for our lunch date. Then I watched the clock for a couple of hours, swapping from the bed to the sofa, wishing I could skip all of the down time and get to the good stuff already.
I chastised myself for trying to rush time. Hell, I was living on borrowed time as it was. School started back at the end of the summer whether I liked it or not, and this new life of mine here in Vegas with Kage was beginning to feel way too comfortable. Already, I was wondering how I would be able to say goodbye.
12
“WAKE up, sleepyhead,” the text from Kage said. “It’s time to go.”
“Shit.” I texted back. “I’m not even packed.”
“Open your door for me,” he replied.
I rolled out of bed and stumbled to the door of my suite. The day of our road trip had finally arrived, and I’d overslept. Kage was waiting outside with an energy shake in his hand.
“This will wake you up,” he said as he handed it to me. Then he glanced down my nearly naked body and back up again, taking in the sight of my morning wood. “Something you need help with?”
“Very funny. I just need to go to the bathroom. You just dragged me out of bed.”
His brows shot up and he laughed. “I meant like with packing or something, genius.”
“Oh. I thought you were making a joke about… never mind. I’m just an idiot.” I turned and went to the bathroom without another word.