Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“You didn’t have to wear shorts showing your ass!”
“Look around you!” she shouted back at him. “Who’s here to see?” Larissa waved her hand at the block filled with half-built homes. “No one is here other than us.” She pulled off the scrubbing mitt and threw it into the soapy water bucket, not caring that the water splashed onto Moon. Then, turning on her heel, she stomped to the spigot to turn on the water hose.
“What are you doing?”
“Guess.” She sarcastically gave him a harassed glance as she squeezed the handle on the end of the hose to start squirting the soap suds off the car.
“Give it to me. I’ll do it.”
“You want it?” she asked with make-believe sweetness. “You can have it.” Switching the nozzle to full blast, she pretended to hand it to him. Instead, when the nozzle was within a couple of inches of his face, she let him have it full force.
“What the fuck!” he yelled.
“I told you not to use that tone with me.” She danced backward when he tried to take the hose from her while keeping the hose trained on him. “Ooo …you aren’t such a big man now, are you?” she goaded him.
When he nearly managed to tear the hose out of her hand, she ran to the side of the car. Positioning herself, she aimed the nozzle so that all she had to do was use her wrist to send the spray across the roof of the car in whichever direction Moon tried to escape.
“Tsk, tsk.” She clicked her tongue at him, drenched hair clinging to his face. “You look all wet.” She chuckled, her free hand slapping the roof of the car. “You don’t look so sexy now, do ya? You look like a drowned rat!”
Her merriment was short lived when Moon suddenly sank out of sight. That was when the reality of what she had done made her sprint toward the garage. Throwing the hose at him when he tried to catch her, she was smart enough to become frightened when she saw the metal nozzle hitting him on the side of his face.
“Sorry, that was an accident!” she screamed, reaching the door into the house. She slammed it door, locked it, then took off running toward their bedroom.
“Oh God. Oh God! He’s going to kill me!” Gasping, she had almost made it to the hallway leading to their room when she saw the door opening.
Darn it, why hadn’t she locked the door? Oh Lord, he’s going to catch me.
The frantic thought had her rushing into the bedroom. Turning to slam the door after her, she barreled into Moon.
“Have you lost your mind?” Grabbing her by the forearms, he pulled her to his wet chest. “Are you trying to put yourself in labor?”
“No, you just scared me with the way you were looking at me!”
Walking her backward, he shut the door using his boot. “How am I looking at you?” he asked her silkily.
The sexual intent in his eyes sent a sensual shudder coursing through her body.
“Like you want to have—”
“Like I want to fuck you?” he finished for her, bending his head toward hers.
Larissa turned her face away, dodging his kiss. “I think we should wait until you aren’t so angry.”
“I’m not mad anymore. I’m horny.”
She studied him doubtfully. “You still look mad.” Feeling the mattress behind her knees, she pushed at his chest. Then she froze when she felt his teeth graze the side of her neck. Tensing, she trembled in his arms.
“You have a hell of a temper when you let loose.”
“You provoked me.”
“I provoked you?” Moon gave a throaty laugh. “Hell, I was the one provoked. You’re lucky I didn’t fuck you on the trunk of the car.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Arching her neck back to look at his face, she was stunned at the look there.
“Oh yes, I would.”
The big jerk used the opportunity of her pushing away from him to tug her clinging top off.
“You would have tried to have sex with me out in the open for anyone to see?” Wincing at the scandalized shriek in her voice, she attempted to bat his hands away from unbuttoning her jean shorts but failed miserably and found herself tumbling backward on the bed.
Kicking out at him, she thought she had won the battle of wills when Moon backed away. She raised herself on her elbows and realized he was merely using the opportunity to remove his own clothes.
“Do I look shy to you?”
Larissa had to swallow the lump in her throat. No, Moon was not shy. His bronze body gleamed under the ceiling light, highlighting every nook and crevice of his muscular body. God, his body was fit and toned to the point there wasn’t a spare inch of extra flesh. He was all hard angles and planes, leading to the turgid length of his cock under a nest of curly hair.