Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Was Caine going to come over?” he growls between clenched teeth.
“What?” I ask, almost breathlessly as I hear his zipper. My chest heaves as his pants fall to the floor, and he stands there in his boxers and socks. Tossing his pants on top of his shirt, followed by his socks, he walks over to his side of the bed.
“Caine,” he repeats his name, grabbing his side of the covers and practically yanking them. “The guy who wants to bang you.” Why would he think Caine wants to bang me?
My eyes blink as I watch him get into the bed next to me, with just his boxers. While my brain says it’s only normal for me to also just be in my panties. “He doesn’t want to bang me.” I roll my eyes as he lies down on his back, putting his hands on his stomach.
He laughs but his laugh is anything but friendly, instead it sounds more like the Joker from Batman. “Oh, trust me, he wants to bang you.” He looks over at me sitting here and now all I can do is lie back down, mimicking his position. “I mean, it’s not his fault.” He looks over at me. “How was he supposed to know you’re married when you don’t wear your ring?”
All I can do is gasp in shock. “I wear my ring.” I hold up my hand to show him that I am wearing said ring.
“Yeah,” he huffs, “like, sure, around your neck.”
I open my mouth to speak but then it closes only to snap, “I wear it at night. I don’t wear it during the day at work because I don’t want to get it oily and stuff.” It’s the most beautiful piece of jewelry I have, and I would hate for it to be soiled from having to put oil and cream on my hands all day long.
“Okay,” he says, which to me might be worse than telling me to go fuck myself. Then to make matters even worse, he turns over and gives me his back.
All I can think is, you motherfucker. “Nice,” I huff, falling back to my back. “Is that all you got?” I literally slap the blankets around me to tuck myself in.
In a blink of an eye, he’s turned to face me, the blanket that was tucked around me is now all over the place. My head snaps toward him. “No, that isn’t all I’ve got,” he growls and I can feel him getting closer to me, well, more I can feel his heat. “This is what I’ve got.”
I don’t know if I lunge first or if he lunges first but my breasts are pressed to his chest, facing each other. His arms are around my waist, my arms are around his neck, our mouths finding each other. Our tongues meld together, going around and around. It’s as if this is my salvation, as if one touch from him makes me feel settled. It’s as if my body just does a sigh of relief with him being near me. Like my other half has arrived and now I’m complete.
Our heads move side to side as we try to deepen the kiss. We start on our sides, but he quickly pushes me on my back. My legs open for him to get between them as the frantic kiss now relaxes. He kisses me with a softness, rubbing his nose with mine before letting my lips go. My chest rises and falls as he trails kisses from my lips to my chin, my eyes still closed, feeling my body tingle with every single touch. “Levi,” I say his name as his tongue comes out to trail from my jaw down the side of my neck. I move my head away to make sure he has all the access in the world. My legs wrap around his legs as his stubble prickles my collarbone, making me shiver under his touch. Down my chest, he heads toward the swell of my breast, I arch my back as my legs fall off his hips. “Levi.” At this point I’m so far gone, all I know is I need him.
“Baby,” he whispers so softly, his beard is rough as I feel his fingers trailing exactly where his lips just were. “You drive me.” I open my eyes just in time to feel him pull my tank top down and take a nipple into his mouth. I moan, mumbling I think his name, I’m not even sure. I might have called God; all I know is the minute his teeth graze my nipple, it sends shock waves right down to my core. My hands move to the back of his head as he works one nipple and then moves over to the other. My eyes are halfway hooded as I watch him, his eyes watching mine as he takes the other nipple in his mouth.