Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
So, yeah…pillowy, plump, and plush are all perfect descriptors of his lips.
My hungry gaze slides past his strong jaw and down the thick column of his neck with its colorful tattoos decorating his sun-kissed flesh. It’s tempting to reach out and stroke my fingers over every single one of them.
But I don’t.
It’s not often that I get the chance to study him while he’s unaware of my perusal. I’ve always felt like Wolf was watching.
Patiently waiting.
He has way more control than I’ve ever given him credit for.
What would it be like to unravel him in the same manner he does me?
It’s an interesting question.
My attention licks over every gorgeous inch as it continues its descent. I try to remain perfectly still, barely breathing, but my thorough inspection has need pooling like warmed honey between my thighs. And clenching them has done nothing to alleviate the dull ache that has throbbed to life like a steady drumbeat.
Above one chiseled pectoral is a little red heart. Unable to help myself, I strain closer for a better look and realize that my initials are inked there. It’s enough to bring a sting of tears to my eyes. Even when he assumed I was lost to him, he still branded my name on his skin. And he didn’t sleep with other girls because I’m the only one he dreamed about.
Wanted.
Needed.
How could I have been so blind for so long?
How could I let my parents lie to me for all these years without questioning it?
I should have realized that the bond Wolf and I shared—still share—was stronger than that.
Unbreakable.
It's only when his large hand drifts across my cheek that I realize he’s woken up.
“What’s wrong, angel? Why are you crying?” His voice is all growly, and it strums something deep inside me.
“I’m not.”
He captures one tear with the pad of his thumb before bringing it to his face and inspecting it. His tongue darts out to lick away the wetness.
“Tastes like tears to me.”
I release a steady puff of air into the atmosphere as I give in to the urge to touch him now that he’s awake. My fingers drift over the heart.
“My initials are here.”
He rolls closer. “Baby, you only have to look and see that you’re inked all over my body. If I couldn’t be with you, I wanted you with me.” His fingers toy with mine before lifting them to his mouth and brushing his lips across my knuckles. “Always.”
My heart stutters at his soft words before thumping into overdrive.
How is he this amazing?
How is this really happening?
My head continues to spin, trying to play mental catchup.
It all feels surreal.
A thick lump of emotion settles in the middle of my throat, making it impossible to speak.
“I’ve always loved you. Even when you didn’t love me back.”
Another tear treks down my face. I need him to understand what’s in my heart. “I love you more than anything. More than life itself.”
“Stop it, angel. Your tears are killing me.” He drags me on top of him until I’m straddling his naked chest. My pussy is splayed wide against all those thick slabs of muscle. That’s all it takes for a shiver of awareness to dance down my spine as I shift. It’s quickly followed by a tidal wave of arousal that’s almost enough to blot out my grief.
When a whimper escapes from me and I squirm around, trying to find more of the delicious friction that sends shockwaves zipping through every nerve ending, his hands tighten around my hips to hold me in place as his eyes spark with heat.
“You’re so damn beautiful. Especially with that expression filling your eyes. The one that tells me you need to be fucked.”
My teeth scrape against my lower lip as I arch. That’s when I realize it wouldn’t take much to come.
With a groan, he moves beneath me. “I love the way you soak my chest.”
His hands slide upward before tightening around my waist. Before I can question what he’s doing, he lifts me up. His biceps bulge with the movement and if that isn’t sexy, I don’t know what is. I get the feeling he could bench press a small vehicle if he wanted.
My fingers tighten around his forearms in an attempt to balance myself as I’m hoisted in the air and set gently down on his mouth. His green eyes glow as they hold mine captive from below.
“Now you’re exactly where I want you.”
Even though I can’t see the lower portion of his face, I hear the sexy smirk woven through his deep voice.
I release a shaky exhalation as his tongue slides deep inside my pussy. Pleasure explodes in my core before fanning outward. I can’t help but widen my thighs, needing more of what only he can give me.
There’s no way another man could satisfy me the way he does.