Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“I-I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I-I wish I could, but-but—”
“I want you so fucking bad, darlin’.” He leaned down, resting his head on hers as he softened. “But I know you’re not ready. I have waited over eight months for you, and I will wait forever if that’s what it takes.”
A single tear escaped her eye, feeling his emotions as her own.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her head, positioning her face for him to kiss her.
Lucca looked down at her, wiping away the tear. “I’ve never seen you cry before today. Not even when you scream in your sleep.”
“I-I haven’t. I thought all my tears had dried up.” In reality, they had just needed to be started back up again. They had needed a reason to run.
Leaning down closer, he claimed her soft lips with his, taking her in a passionate kiss that was most definitely not like the others. This kiss heated her from the inside, warming her low belly and then down to her femininity when he pulled her closer. Their breathing synced, both of them lost in one another.
“Open,” Lucca rumbled over her lips when she wasn’t getting the hint from his tongue.
Parting her lips from the vibration alone, she let his tongue enter her, creating a whole new sensation that she had never experienced before. She felt it hadn’t lasted nearly long enough when he pulled his lips away.
Moving her damp hair behind her back, he placed light kisses from her jaw down her neck, his tongue picking up the droplets of water as he went.
Chloe quietly moaned when he licked at a sensitive part on her neck. She was burning up now.
He suddenly stopped and picked her up, holding her by her curvy ass as he carried her into the bedroom before setting her down on the edge of the bed.
Different emotions hit her—from confusion to neediness to worry—as she stared up at the dangerous, hungry being.
“I have to stop. Otherwise, there will be no forever if you need it,” he strained to get out.
Her eyes grew wide, realizing she had been playing with fire.
He then hurriedly went to his drawers, grabbing one of his shirts, then returning in front of her. “Remove your towel,” he demanded, staring down at her.
Biting her lip, her body obeyed, parting the towel and letting it fall to the bed, giving him a full view of her large breasts.
Lucca leisurely took his time placing his shirt over her head and down her chest while she raised her arms. His knuckles lightly grazed her peaked nipples so fast she wasn’t even sure if they had or not.
The hunger was still there. The darkness right under the surface. He was a dangerous man even more so tonight, yet she still found herself safe in the boogieman’s presence.
He’s so beautiful, she thought, looking up at the haunting man who she was seeing dressed in a full suit for the first time. It somehow made him extraordinarily more handsome. It was a dangerous and scary thing for a man with his looks to look like that.
“You’re staring, darlin’,” he warned her, still trying to calm himself and keep himself from touching her.
She blushed, quickly looking away. “I-I’m sorry. I’ve just never seen you in a suit before.”
“Do you like it?” he asked, placing a hand over her throat to get her to look back at him.
“Y-Yes,” she nervously admitted, even though it made him look scarier and more intimidating.
“I guess I’ll have to wear it more often for you then.”
That sent another flame of heat to warm her body. Her eyes roved over his cleaned-up appearance, or cleaner, that was. He still had a beard, unlike the rest of the family; and his black-brown hair might have been shorter, mostly on the sides, but it was still just as wild, even when he slicked it back.
“You trimmed your hair and beard, too.”
He smiled, his hand still firmly wrapped around her neck. “Do you like that, too, darlin’?”
That was hard to decide, since it was more permanent than putting on a suit. He was handsome no matter what length his beard and hair were. It just gave him a different effect.
“I-I like this length just as much as it was before.” She licked her bottom lip, a bit nervous to say the next part. “You’re very handsome either way.”
By the wicked smile on his face, she was sure it wasn’t anything he didn’t know.
He placed a quick kiss on her lips before he released her throat to pull down the big comforter. “Get in bed before I change my mind.”
Backing up from the dangerous being, she hurriedly got under the covers, pulling the thick material around her while she rested back on the bed. It had been a very long, painful day, and it all hit her just how tiring it had been.