Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
It wasn’t a conscious decision on my part, but being close to him settled something deep inside me. I’d wanted to sleep in the place he had laid his head. And part of me wanted to strip down and enjoy the feel of his sheets sliding across my body.
I never expected him to find out. It was going to be my little secret.
When I remain silent, he nips at my other breast. As soon as I yelp, he laves the flat of his tongue over the throbbing peak, soothing the ache he created.
“Answer the question.”
When I press my lips together and try to raise my knee to his groin, he bites me again. Harder this time before drawing the bud so far into his mouth that it feels as if he will never release me. I cry out as the powerful tug of his lips slices straight to my center before bursting into flame.
Damn him!
Damn him!
Damn him!
When he finally lifts his head and releases me, I’m nothing more than a panting, writhing mess beneath him. Worse than that, my pussy is soaked with the need he has all too easily stirred to life.
“You’re mine now and nothing will change that,” he growls.
I inhale a shuddering breath and try to settle everything racing madly around inside. I’ve never felt so conflicted in my life. Part of me desires his possession. That needs it. But there’s another piece that wants him to let me go and live my life. I have no idea if there’s a way to reconcile these opposing views.
Kingsley slides up my body until his lips can hover over mine without ever touching them. All I’d have to do is lift my head a fraction off the pillow and I could feel the suppleness of them stroking over me. It would be all too easy to give in to the hot licks of arousal that scorch me from the inside out.
Instead, I force myself to say, “I need time.”
His mouth continues to ghost over mine until the arousal is so painful that it feels like something is trying to claw its way out of me.
How can I crave him so much?
“Please,” I whimper, knowing that it’s only a matter of time before I cave and spread my legs wide for him.
“All right.”
With that, he releases me, his weight lifting as he rolls off the side of the bed. The breath rushes from my lungs as a strange mixture of regret and relief swirl through me.
Wait, is he leaving?
It takes everything I have inside to keep my lips pressed together so the question stays buried where it belongs. Instead of walking out of the bedroom, he strips off his T-shirt and athletic shorts until he’s standing before me in nothing more than black boxer briefs. The light that filters in from the windows provides enough illumination for my hungry gaze to lick over him. A shiver slides through me when I realize that he’s purposefully standing still, allowing me to eat him up with my eyes.
Damn, but he’s gorgeous.
And mine.
No!
Dislodging the possessive thought isn’t as easy as it should be. With one fluid motion, he shoves the boxers down his hips and thighs until the material puddles around his feet. My gaze drops to his thick erection and my breath stalls as another wave of need crashes over me, threatening to suck me under.
Kingsley saunters to the bed before sliding beneath the sheets. His hands wrap around my body, dragging me into his arms until my naked flesh is pressed against his. It occurs to me that this is the first time I’ve seen him naked. Another sharp punch of arousal hits me, making my center throb.
He feathers a kiss against my forehead as his arms band around me. We’re so close that the tips of my breasts are pressed against the steely strength of his chest. I’m so tempted to slide my body against him until his hard muscles align with my softer curves. Being naked in bed with Kingsley should feel foreign and strange. I can’t explain why it doesn’t.
“Stop squirming,” his voice rumbles against my ear. “You’re making it difficult not to give us what we both want.”
As much as I would love to deny his words, I can’t. Even though I know it’s wrong, I want him buried deep inside me. I want that same feeling of completion I experienced in his arms last night. It was like two parts of the same whole finally coming together. As a twin, I understand that need better than most. What I didn’t expect was to feel it with Kingsley.
The warning in his voice should be enough to stop me from moving against the erection wedged between our bellies. All I’d have to do is arch and he would slip inside my heat.