Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 48700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
"No, I'm not, Memphis. You're insane."
His eyes narrow into slits. He's fast for a man his size, I'll give him that. Before I can even reach for the door handle, he's on top of me. One hand tangles in my hair. The other wraps around my waist. His lips come down on mine in a scorching kiss tinged with fury—one that leaves me breathless and reeling.
"You can either agree, or I can fuck you into seeing it my way right here and now. But either way, it ends with you staying with me, Kylie. So take your pick."
I scowl at him, fairly certain he isn't bluffing. If I don't give him what he wants, he'll do exactly what he just said.
"Memphis, be reasonable."
"Reasonable? You want reasonable, baby? We passed that when I had my tongue in that tiny little hole of yours while you were choking on my cock." He reaches for his belt buckle, his eyes glittering with some emotion I can't name.
Panic surges through me as he rips the belt free of the first loop.
"You've got five seconds."
The belt rips through a second loop.
My heart races, torn between frustration and something that feels suspiciously like excitement.
The belt passes the third loop.
"Fine!" I squeal.
Memphis smirks, clearly pleased with himself. "Knew you'd see it my way, princess."
I shoot him a dirty look, but he just laughs as he climbs out of the truck.
"You're a madman, you know that, right?" I call after him.
He glances over his shoulder at me, his expression smoldering. "Oh, I'm well fuckin' aware of just how goddamn crazy I am, princess." His gaze drifts to my lips. "I realized it about the time you walked into my fucking bar." His lips lift into that half-smirk that drives me wild. "Get your cute ass out of the truck before I decide to see how loud you can scream for me in this parking lot, Toto."
He slams the door, leaving me reeling inside the truck alone. Good lord. What the hell have I gotten myself into with this man?
Chapter Nine
Memphis
Memphis
"Jesus," I groan, my eyes locked on Kylie as she dances from table to table, straightening up. The bar closed an hour ago, leaving it deserted. I'm supposed to be doing paperwork, but I can't fucking concentrate on anything but her.
The faint scent of whiskey and cigarette smoke lingers in the air as she rolls her hips in time to the music pouring from the jukebox. The sight of her body moving like that steals my breath, turning my cock to stone. She's so fucking sexy, and she knows it, too. Her emerald eyes dare me to come closer every time I look at her.
All damn night, she's been pushing my buttons, fucking with me because she's mad as hell about living with me. At least, she wants me to think she's mad about it. I know better. She wants me just as much as I want her, but she's afraid to let herself fall, afraid to give herself over to me.
I'm determined to break down her walls.
She shimmies her hips, tossing her long hair over her shoulder, and I break.
Fuck the paperwork. I leave it behind and prowl across the bar, stalking her on silent feet. She's lost in the music, oblivious as I creep closer.
My arm slips around her from behind, anchoring her body to mine. Her curves fit against me like she was made for me.
"Memphis!" she gasps, startled, and stops dancing.
I press my lips to her ear, my hand sliding down her round belly. "Don't stop, Toto," I breathe, slipping my hand beneath the waistband of her pants, seeking the heat of her pussy. "You're going to dance for me while I take you to heaven."
"Memphis," she whispers, hesitation in her voice.
"Do it, Kylie," I growl, sinking my teeth into the side of her throat. "Come all over my fuckin' fingers while you sway those sexy hips to the beat."
She tenses before she surrenders to the music and my touch. We move together, her hips rolling seductively to the rhythm, her breathing heavy.
I'm lost in her, the way she trusts me with her body, the way she pants my name. She's a fucking goddess.
The rhythm of the music pulses in my veins as my hand works between her legs, my fingers sinking into her wet heat. I grind my thumb against her clit, pressing two fingers inside her tight hole to fuck her with them.
"Memphis, oh God, it feels so good."
"You have no idea what I want to do to you, princess," I growl, my lips against her throat, reveling in the taste of her skin.
"Tell me."
"I want to fuck you every way imaginable, Toto. I want to bend you over and claim that tight little asshole as mine. Tie you up and keep you coming on my cock until you pass out." I curl my fingers up to stroke her clit. "Doesn't matter how many times you beg for mercy. Until you're addicted to my cock, I won't have any for you."