Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“Something we shouldn’t.”
My lips hover dangerously over hers. I can’t stop thinking about the way she sat on my lap and rubbed herself against me like a cat in heat while we kissed the other night. Hands down, it was the single hottest kiss I’ve ever experienced.
And that’s saying something.
It’s not like I’ve led a chaste life up until this point. I’ve spent years trying to evict this girl from my head, but no other chick has been able to do it. I’m beginning to suspect that no one ever will.
I’m obsessed with Carina.
I always have been.
“And why is that?”
“Because…” Her whispered voice trails off.
Unable to resist the lure of her plush lips, my mouth drifts over hers in much the same way hers ghosted over mine in the studio. It’s so damn tempting to take her the way I’ve dreamed about for years.
Fucking years.
“Because family and sex don’t mix?” I ask.
A burst of surprised laughter escapes from her as humor flashes in her eyes. “Yeah…something like that.”
I flex my hips until my hard length can slide against the V between her legs. It’s a languid movement that has her pupils dilating until the black nearly swallows up the bright color.
“You got me pretty wound up the other day,” I growl before nipping at her plump lower lip with sharp teeth. “I think you did it on purpose.” When she remains silent, I grind against her for a second time. “Am I right?”
Instead of responding, her thighs widen, the long length of her legs tangling around my waist, anchoring me to her so that my cock is flush against her pussy. There’s only a few pieces of clothing to separate us.
Fuck but her legs are muscular.
She could probably crack walnuts with them.
Why that image is so damn hot, I have no idea. I should be frightened. Not so turned on that I’m in imminent danger of going off like a shot.
“Maybe.”
That’s all the green light I need to proceed.
“Don’t you think we should do something about all this pent-up sexual energy?”
When I arch my hips again, another wave of arousal crashes over me. The force of it nearly drags me to the bottom of the ocean where breathing becomes impossible. And the funny thing is when I’m with her like this, I don’t care about propelling myself back to the surface. As long as Carina’s in my arms, who needs oxygen to survive?
“Maybe I already do.”
That’s all it takes for my movements to still and my eyes to narrow. Even the thought of another guy laying his hands on her, touching her the way I dream about, drives me fucking insane.
“Who?” I bite out. “That fucko Justin?” If that turns out to be the case, I’ll tear him limb from limb. It’ll be an absolute pleasure.
Desire clouds her eyes when I grind myself against her again.
“No, I ended it after the party.”
“Did you sleep with him? Did he touch you?”
“No.”
“Good.” A ridiculous amount of relief crashes over me.
“Are you hooking up with anyone right now?”
She studies me for a long moment, and I begin to wonder if she’ll tell me that it’s none of my damn business.
Which, technically speaking, is true.
“No.” There’s a beat of silence. “You?”
I can’t stop myself from moving my hips again.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I want to tear off her clothing and drive deep inside the heat of her body. My cock is painfully hard.
Any second the tip will blow off.
“Nope.”
Her expression turns skeptical. “No recent hookups?”
How the hell can I sleep with another girl when she’s the only one who consumes me?
“It’s been a while,” I grudgingly admit. Before she can delve deeper and figure out how much power she holds where I’m concerned, I ask, “Truth or dare?”
There’s zero hesitation on her part.
“Truth.”
“Do you ever think about what it would feel like to have me buried deep inside your pussy?”
Other than the slight catch of her breath, she doesn’t give anything else away. The longer she denies me a response, the more my nerves ratchet up.
When I can’t take another moment, I growl, “Answer the damn question.”
“Yes.”
Just as surprise spirals through me, the door to the bedroom bursts open. There’s a shocked gasp and then awkward silence as I remain in place.
“Daddy?” Ryder says in a voice that sounds ridiculously childish. “Why are you hurting Mommy?”
Carina squeezes her eyes tightly shut before swearing under her breath.
There’s a thump. Ryder’s grunt is followed by a soft chuckle.
“Sorry! I should have knocked,” Juliette blurts before slamming the door closed again. Raising her voice to be heard from the other side, she says, “Go ahead and continue with whatever you two were doing!”
“Goddammit.” Any arousal darkening Carina’s pretty eyes is now long gone as she shoves at my chest and snaps, “Now look what you did!”
I reluctantly rise to my feet and point to the thick erection protruding from my jeans. “Maybe you should look at what you did!”