Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 102731 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102731 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Lewis stood too. “We both know it’s true.” He took a step toward me, and my skin, already warm from the whisky, suddenly caught fire at the heat in his eyes. It was predatory and sexual and thrilling, and a look he’d never bestowed on me before. “Sex with other people will never be what it was between us.”
This was no longer the boy who’d left me behind.
And I would be lying if there wasn’t a traitorous part of me that wondered what it would be like to have sex with this version of him.
Fear of the repercussions of that triggered me, and I was speaking before I could stop myself, my words an effort to put him off. “Neither of us knew what we were doing. We were kids. And frankly, I’ve had better sex since then.”
I regretted the words. Mostly because of the hurt that flashed across Lewis’s face before he could hide it. Determination (and anger) masked the emotion.
He took another step toward me. “I doubt it.”
My pulse raced the closer he got. I had to tilt my head to keep hold of his eyes, and I couldn’t see past his broad shoulders. Suddenly, I was picturing him naked and above me, my hands coasting across those hard muscles as he thrust between my legs.
I wanted that. There would be no first-time awkwardness or fumbling with him either. It would be as easy as breathing with Lewis.
I wanted it so badly, it was wiping all rational thought from my head. I had to fight it. “It’s true.” My words came out weak and hoarse and I hated him for that too. “You’re too much of a gentleman for me, Lewis. I like my sex more adventurous now. A little rougher. I like …” I sucked in a breath as he closed the distance between us, his body touching mine.
“You like what?” His expression was fierce with fury. And desire.
My lower belly squeezed deep and wet heat licked between my thighs.
Fuck.
Fuck. It.
I’d pay for it in the morning.
“In … in bed … I like a guy to take control.”
Surprise lit Lewis’s eyes and then something darkened them. “Noted,” he growled. Then his hand was on my nape, bringing my mouth to his as he bent his head to take it.
Eleven
LEWIS
Her lips were as soft and as familiar as I remembered, and I groaned, needing a deeper taste. She’d tried to skewer me with her words, tried to stop this thing between us by pricking my pride. All she’d done was fire my blood. Callie wanted me to take control? I was very happy to do that, as long as the end result was watching her come around me.
She was kissing me back like that’s all she wanted too.
With no other thought but having her after all these years of fucking pining, I hauled Callie up into my arms. She was curvier and softer in my embrace, and I couldn’t wait to kiss every inch of those curves. With a moan that vibrated down my throat, Callie wrapped her long legs around my waist and clung to me as we devoured each other’s mouths on the way to the bedroom.
Following her down to the bed, I broke the kiss, but only to shove her dress up to her waist and pull her simple black cotton underwear down her legs. She panted beneath my body, staring up at me, eyes still a bit glassy with alcohol, skin flushed with desire. For a moment, her words about having had better sex pierced through my bubble, renewed hurt making me resentful and determined in equal measure.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked, unbuckling the belt on my jeans. “Because we’re not doing this until you tell me yes.”
Callie’s eyes flared with surprise. “Aye,” she whispered breathlessly.
“Hard?” I growled.
Her gaze dipped to where my erection strained against my jeans zipper. “So hard,” she moaned, squirming a little.
Years of pent-up longing obliterated all rational thought. I yanked my wallet out of my back pocket of my jeans. There were only two condoms inside, and they had been in there a good long while, but they would do. I threw my wallet onto the floor and pushed my jeans and boxers down low enough to free me. Once I rolled on protection, I pinned Callie’s wrists at either side of her head, enjoying her breathy moan of excitement. It also reminded me she wasn’t lying about the new things she’d discovered about herself while in bed with other men.
I wanted to erase every single one of them.
Without taking a moment, my only focus on being inside her, I guided my cock to her entrance and thrust inside.
Hard.
“Lewis!” Callie gasped, as her wet tight heat hugged my cock.
For a moment, I gritted my teeth, the pleasure so intense I was afraid I’d come and embarrass myself. Opening my eyes, I stared down at Callie, and seeing that pleasure matched on her face was too much.