Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
My cock is hard as a rock. I know she can feel me pushing up against her ass. It’s a wonder I haven’t ripped through my pants. I’m not ashamed of my desire for her. I want her to know exactly what I’m feeling, but I’m also worried it could scare her away.
“You’re being ridiculous, Dom.”
“Because I want you in my arms?”
“We’re in a crowded restaurant. You have me sitting on your lap and feeding me like I was some child—”
“Like you’re my woman. Trust me, Gorgeous, I do not think of you as a child.”
“That’s good, since your dick is pushing into my ass,” she mutters.
I slide my hand under her hair, letting the weight of it fall against my wrist and arm. I apply pressure to the back of her neck and angle her face down to mine. My lips find her ear and I suck gently on the lobe and release it after nibbling on the end. “Fuck, baby, when my dick presses into your ass you’ll be in our bed and there sure as hell won’t be anyone else around,” I whisper, letting my breath caress the shell of her ear.
I feel a shiver move through Thea’s body. I can tell she’s turned on, but the small whimper that escapes her beautiful full lips makes my dick weep with hunger.
“Dom…”
“You’re killing me, baby. I want you so fucking much.”
“Don’t you think this is moving a little too fast?” she asks quietly, and I see the anxiety move across her face. The last thing I want is for her to be afraid of me.
“When is the first time you wanted my kiss, Thea?”
“That hardly counts,” she scoffs. “I was a kid and besides, it’s not like it was reciprocated.”
“About that,” I mumble with a sigh. “Thea—”
The pads of two of her fingers press up against my lips. “Don’t say it. The past is there. I don’t need you to lie to me, Dom.”
“I was committed to someone else, Thea. You were younger. I couldn’t admit to what you made me feel. Gabby may not have deserved it, but despite being a stupid fool, I am loyal.”
“Dom—”
“But you need to know, I’ve always been attracted to you, Gorgeous. Always.”
She stares at me. I know she’s skeptical, but I don’t flinch, and I just keep looking into her eyes. I need her to know that no matter what, I’m always going to tell her the truth.
“Whatever you say. Don’t think you’re getting lucky tonight, however. I’m not ready to go crazy in a hotel room or the clubhouse. Plus, I don’t think Mattie would appreciate us doing the mattress mambo in his house.”
I smirk. “I can’t decide if you’re turning me down or asking me to go apartment hunting with you.”
“What? Are you insane?” she hisses.
“We’ll start looking at places this week,” I announce, making her eyes dilate until they’re so round that I have to wonder if it’s painful.
“I’m not moving in with you. You’re talking crazy.”
“Either way, I need my own place. You’ll help me find it.”
“I will?”
“Yep,” I respond with a grin.
“Anything else you want to demand I do, jerk-off?”
“I’d yell about that nickname, but sadly, I’ve had to jerk one off every fucking night since our first kiss. Shit, who am I kidding? It was way before that.”
“That’s not true.”
“You’re right.”
“At least you admit it.”
“I do. Most nights I jack off at least twice before I find relief.”
She looks around to see who is listening to us. I hate to tell her, but every table in the immediate vicinity has been watching and listening. It doesn’t bother me, but it might bother her. There’s not much I can do about it though. I can’t hold back with her. If I do that, the two of us might never happen. I can’t allow her to put a “safe” label on me. I’m going to have her. I want her to get used to the idea because I won’t let her run from this. It’s becoming too important.
She’s becoming too important.
“You’re an asshole,” she retorts, but she does it while laughing.
“I am,” I admit freely. “I know something else you can do for me, if you will.”
“What’s that?”
“Go to dinner tomorrow night with me.”
“To your parents’ house?”
“Yeah. There’s a lot of shit in my head right now. I could use a buffer between me and my old man.”
“What’s going on, Dom? Talk to me.”
“I really don’t want to right now. I promise when I’m ready to talk, you will be the first person I confide in.”
“If you’re not going to tell me, then I’m not sitting on your lap.” She scoots off my lap, and I let her, because the more I think about it, the more I want her to go with me to my mom and dad’s.