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)
She lay down and closed her eyes, exhausted. Yawning, she was about to fall asleep when she felt a tightening in her lower calf.
The familiar feeling made her prepare herself for the coming pain. Even though she tried to keep from crying out, the excruciating pain made it impossible. She sat up in bed, then shifted to raise one leg to start massaging her calf.
A knock on the door and Moon calling her name had her gasping out for him to come in.
Moon took one glance and immediately hurried to her side. “Muscle spasm?”
“Yes,” she gasped out.
Taking over massaging her leg, Moon sat down on the bed next to her. He rested her leg on his lap, then pressed down on the tight muscle with his thumb, massaging the bunched-up muscle.
“That feels so good.” The muscle relaxing had her head falling to his shoulder. “I hate charley horses.”
“Me, too. Sometimes I get them when I work out too hard.”
“I had a couple last week. I’ll get Lana do some bloodwork tomorrow to make sure there isn’t a reason.”
“I’ll call in tomorrow.”
“There’s no need. I only get them at night when I’m in bed.”
“I don’t care. I won’t have you driving until we make sure there isn’t something going on,” he said curtly. “I’m not going to take a chance anything will happen to you.”
Larissa lifted her head. “Don’t you mean the baby?” she said jokingly, trying to ignore the fire running up her leg and him being just inches away from where she really wanted his fingers to go.
Moon frowned at her. “I meant you.”
Her amusement faded. “I was just teasing.”
His eyes bore into hers. “I don’t consider your health something to joke about.”
“I won’t tease you again,” she promised solemnly.
His hand curved around the underpart of her knee, the seductive sensation making her bunch the blanket under her hands to keep from touching him.
“I’m not opposed to you teasing me … just don’t expect me not to take the bait.”
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
The hand on her calf tightened as Moon leaned forward, closing the small distance separating them. She knew he was going to kiss her from the sultry way he was looking at her.
Larissa’s mind screamed at her to move away, yet her body seemed unable to follow the command.
When Moon’s lips touched hers, she knew it was too late. Like his namesake, Moon had pulled her into his orbit, and there was no escape.
When his tongue parted her lips, her hands gripped his shoulders with the clear intention of making him stop, but her good intentions went out the door at the liquid fire consuming any rational thought that tried to make her realize what a terrible mistake she was about to make.
Her hands moved from his shoulder to his hair, tugging him closer.
You’ve lost your mind, she told herself as she willingly let him use her leg to slide her further down on the bed and found herself being pushed back onto the mattress. There was no doubt in her mind how Moon had gotten his nickname—she was seriously seeing stars behind her closed lids.
As he molded his mouth to hers, erotic need consumed her. The hand which had been massaging her calf slid between her thighs to stroke the cleft of her vagina. If Moon’s kiss had her seeing stars, his touch caused a shimmering need to course through the flesh he was exploring with featherlight movements. Wanting him to touch her harder, she arched under his teasing hand.
She tore her mouth from Moon’s and gasped for air, her hand wrapping around his wrist. “We should go to sleep.”
Moon’s hand stopped in place, except for the thumb, which was swirling over her clitoris. “Do you want me to leave?”
“Us having sex would be a complication we don’t need.” Biting down on her lip, she valiantly fought to keep from pulling his mouth back to hers. His kiss had the capacity to nuke any hesitations about how difficult it would be if they developed a sexual relationship. Their tenuous friendship could be destroyed before it had really begun, making it uncomfortable for her to be around him.
His eyes bore down into hers. “Are you attracted to me?”
“I think it’s obvious I am.”
His free hand took hers, pressing it against the hard length of his cock under the sweatpants he was wearing. “Every relationship is complicated.” Moon bent down to trace his lips along the line of her jaw to her mouth. “We can take it as slow or fast as you want to go. Don’t we owe it to our baby to see if there is something there?”
“I don’t know,” she whimpered.
A finger slid intimately inside of her sheath, making it nearly impossible to weigh the negative consequences if having an intimate relationship with Moon turned sour.
“I want you.” He licked the back of her earlobe before tugging the small lobe into his mouth as his finger stroked higher. “I want to fuck you with the lights on, without the dark hiding you from me.”