Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Fuck, how did she move in bed?
When the performance was over, I leaned against her car and waited for her to show up. I didn’t feel guilty catching her off guard because she knew I would show my face eventually. There was no way she thought I would lose interest after that kiss.
Or kisses, I should say.
She walked down the path to her car, her bag over her shoulder. She walked at a quick pace, as if she had somewhere to be. Maybe she had plans tonight. She’d changed into a blue dress and flats, her hair free from her bun.
When she was close enough to make out my body, she stopped. She was fifty feet away, but her sigh was loud enough to reach me. She put both hands on her hips before she sighed again and kept walking. “You better be gone by the time I get there!”
With my arms crossed over my chest, I continued to lean against the car. “Or what? Are you gonna kiss me again? Slap me? Because you know I like those things.”
“Argh!” She threw her arms down and came closer to me, her gait quick and purposeful. When she reached me, she dropped her purse on the ground like she expected to fight me. “I said this was over.”
“Strange. I don’t remember that. Did you say it when you were kissing me?” I was gonna throw it in her face every chance I had, to remind her she wanted my dick as much as I wanted to give it to her.
She stomped her foot like a child. “I said this was over. I mean it. I had way too much to drink at the bar. I don’t know what happened, alright? And you’re the one who kissed me.”
“And then you kissed me back.”
She stood in front of me and stared me down, like she didn’t know how to fix this problem. Her hands moved to her hips, and she looked around, as if searching for a tool that would help her get rid of me. When there was nothing at her disposal, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the ground. “Look, maybe I do think you’re hot. Maybe we do have great chemistry. Doesn’t mean I wanna be with you.”
Now that I knew she wanted me, I was gonna be a total dick till I got what I wanted. I angled my head slightly as I looked at her, seeing the sexiest lady try to worm her way out of the situation. It was hot watching her deal with her conflicting feelings, kissing me because she liked it, and then pushing me away when she remembered I’d locked her in the cage. But one look at my handsome face made her forget that, and then it started all over again. “It does mean you want to be with me.”
“You’ve never seen a hot chick but didn’t wanna fuck her?”
That was the dumbest question I’d ever heard. “No.” I cocked an eyebrow.
“Okay…” She shifted her weight and looked down the sidewalk. “Bad example.” She sighed and looked at me again, her eyes ferocious. “I just meant it doesn’t mean anything. I told you I’d been drinking.”
She’d only been at the bar for thirty minutes, so I didn’t buy that excuse. “Have you been drinking tonight?”
Her attitude flared, her nostrils expanding like a bull that had just spotted a red cape. “I’ve been dancing for two hours. What do you think?”
I couldn’t suppress the smile wanting to form on my lips. I dropped my arms to my sides and straightened, ready to take what was mine, ready to prove my point. “Just answer the question.” I moved closer to her and stopped when we were just inches apart, my neck bent down so I could look into her beautiful face and vicious eyes.
She wanted to fight me and remain silent; it was obvious by her deep hostility, by the way she stayed defiant until the bitter end. She answered. “No…”
My hand grabbed the front of her neck, my fingers wrapping nearly all the way around the slender column, my fingertips feeling her racing pulse. She didn’t flinch at my touch, didn’t shudder at the intimacy, didn’t shiver at the pure sexuality of it, but she inhaled a deep breath when she realized what was about to happen. I leaned in and kissed her.
She didn’t push me off.
My mouth had a gentle landing, lightly bouncing against her full, soft lips. My tongue gave a gentle lick to the corner of her mouth before I kissed the other corner. I knocked softly at her door, asked to come inside.
She opened her mouth wider, her tongue ready to feel mine, her lips ready for my kiss.
I kissed her harder, my head tilting to the other side so I could kiss her mouth in a different way. Every kiss was slow, purposeful, but filled with so much intention that it made us both breathe hard instantly. Just having my hand on her neck made me hard, knowing I could control the angle of her face, kiss her how I wanted.