Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
I know without a doubt, I will be that man for her. Whatever it is she’s looking for, I know she will find it with me and what’s more, she’ll never have to search for it again.
Knowing she’s still a virgin, I desperately want to show her what she’s missing but I also want to make it good for her, something special, so I don’t push her on it, instead, I work her with my fingers until she’s screaming.
Elle reaches her climax just as I come in her tight little fist. Her head falls to my shoulder and I hold her as we catch our breaths.
“Damn,” she sighs into my shoulder. “Why does it have to be so good with you?”
“Just you wait till I show you the real good stuff,” I tease as I let her feet come to the ground. She doesn’t answer but I know she’s thinking about it as she turns in my arms and reaches for the body wash.
I soap her up with my hands roaming all over her body, making me hard once again but with her silky-smooth skin, it’s inevitable.
We eventually get out of the shower and just as I expected, she looks fucking ace in those skinny jeans and leather jacket. She throws her blonde hair up into a bun and grabs a little makeup out of her bag, even though she really doesn't need it but either way, she looks amazing.
Ten minutes later, we’re out the door and I’m once again helping her up into my beast of a truck.
“You ready for this?” I ask as I pull up to Sean’s place.
“What do you mean?” she questions with narrowed eyes on me.
“They’re most likely going to drill you on what’s going on here,” I say, indicating between the two of us.
“And what is going on here?” she asks.
“Well, I have a very good idea of what’s going on but I have a feeling it’s different to what you think is going on,” I grin.
She rolls her eyes at me but I see that she’s thinking about something. “I know, I keep denying that there’s anything going on…” she says.
“No shit,” I scoff, cutting her off.
“Shut up and let me finish,” she demands. I make a show of zipping my lips and throwing away the key. She laughs with a sparkle in her beautiful eyes. “My sister used to do that,” she grins but doesn’t linger on the thought. “What I was trying to say is that maybe you’re not the douche bag I thought you were.”
“Really?” I ask, pressing a hand to my heart. “I’m touched.”
“Is it possible for you to have a conversation without being a sarcastic jack-ass?”
“Sorry, babe but that would be a no,” I tell her.
She lets out a groan as she unbuckles her seatbelt and climbs across my truck to straddle my lap. She pulls that lip in between her teeth and looks as if she might be sick. “Maybe we could… try,” she says, shyly.
“Really?” I question, sitting up a little straight.
“Yeah… but we would have to keep it on the down-low from the team, you know… if it doesn’t work out. I just… it’s too important.”
I pull her into me. “It’s going to work,” I tell her.
“We’ll see,” she says, doubtful.
I don’t let her say another word before I’m kissing her once again.
A knock sounds on the window and she instantly springs away from me. I groan as Carter grins back at me from the window. “Am I interrupting something?” he questions, being the smart-ass, he is.
“Fuck off, dickhead,” I say but Elle seems completely mortified and climbs off my lap and out of the truck.
I join her as we walk into Sean’s place, right behind Carter and Brianna. “Wow, it’s nice to see your brother understands what a normal house is supposed to look like,” Elle murmurs as she looks up at Sean’s house.
“Trust me… he doesn’t,” I tell her. “He wanted one like mine but Sara made him dial it down.”
She shakes her head in exasperation as we reach the door. We walk on in and the sound of my sister’s singing fills our ears. “Holy crap,” Elle whispers beside me. “Is that Sara?”
“No,” I grin. “That’s Cass singing.”
“She’s amazing,” she says in awe.
“Sure is,” Carter throws over his shoulder.
We make our way through the house and find everyone in the kitchen. Sara is busy putting a salad together while Sean is getting something out of the oven. Jax is setting the table like a little bitch and Cassie…. well I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing.
“Cass?” I question as she walks from one end of the kitchen to the other, singing and doing lunges. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m lunging,” she informs everyone.
“Yeah, I got that but why?”
“My wedding is in two months and I want to lose a bit of weight so I can fit into my dress,” she explains as she gives Elle a brilliant smile and lunges towards her to give her a welcoming hug.