Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
He chuckles. “You’re not going anywhere.”
I know my eyebrows go up so high they hit my hairline. “Uh, excuse me?”
He puts a hand at my waist. “Go on, take care of business. Then I thought we’d shower—”
I interrupt him. “Together?”
He laughs. “Yeah, together.”
His hand slides around my waist, and then he cups my ass. “I’m not nearly done with you, Tara. If you’re only willing to give me one night, then I’m going to take the whole night.”
My eyes bug out of my head. “Uh, you want to do that again?”
His other hand comes up to my face, and he strokes a finger softly on my cheek. “Yeah, and again and again.”
Speechless, I just stare at him.
He nuzzles his nose against my neck. “Is that okay with you?”
“Yeah,” I croak and then nod and try again. “Yeah, I want that.”
His smile is possessive, and he surprises me by swinging me up in his arms. I squeal with laughter. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to help you shower, and then we’re going back to bed, and I may let you up in time to make the wedding.”
At that exact moment, my stomach growls, and it’s so loud, Cruz stops his trek to the bathroom. “Uh, okay, change of plans. Shower, food, and then bed.”
I put my hand on my bare stomach. “I couldn’t eat at dinner.”
He sets me down next to the shower. He turns the water on and holds his hand under the spray, waiting for it to get hot. When he’s satisfied with the temperature, he gestures for me to get in. “I’m going to call for room service. I’ll be right back.”
He kisses me before walking away.
I step into the shower and let the water roll over me. I’m thinking about everything that just happened when Cruz steps back into the shower. I jump when I feel his body pressed against my back. “This okay?” he asks.
His hard cock is pressed against me, and I turn to look at him over my shoulder, smiling up at him. “How are you hard already? I thought men couldn’t—”
He shrugs. “Honey, any time you’re around I’m hard. I’m not sure what to do about it.”
I reach behind me and wrap my hand around his girth. “Oh, I can think of a thing or two.”
I only stroke him twice, and he groans, pumping his hips into my hand. He reaches around me, sliding his big, firm hand between my legs. His fingers stroke me, and I arch, pressing into him. “You’re so wet, baby.”
I nod, reply with the same reasoning he gave me. “Yeah, any time I’m around you, I’m wet. I’m not sure what to do about it.”
He chuckles as he applies more pressure to my clit. I grind into his hand, wanting more.
His cock is rubbing between my thighs, and all I have to do is bend over and I’ll have him where I want him. I lean forward, and his manhood strokes along my core. With each pass, his tip hits my clit, putting me into a tailspin.
I’m leaning over, facing the shower wall one second, and the next, I’m flipped around and lifted into his arms with my legs around his waist and arms around his neck. He leans in until our mouths are inches apart. “I need you to know who’s making love to you, Tara.”
He leans my back against the shower wall and slides his hand up my chest, across my shoulder and then cups my jaw. His cock is bobbing against my ass, and I wiggle in his arms. Did he just say “making love”? I wait for him to take it back or to retract his words, but when he doesn’t, I just assure him of the truth. “I know exactly whose arms I’m in, Cruz Payne.”
He grits his teeth, and he doesn’t seem happy with what I said. Trying to guard my heart, I kiss him so he can’t look into my eyes and know what I’m thinking or how I’m wanting this to be more than it is.
Like the other times, his kisses make me crazy, and I lose all sense of reason. I lift up, grinding my hips into him, and the tip of his cock enters me. I groan.
He freezes, and I clench on to him. He’s practically panting, and the vein in his neck is vibrating. “I want you bare.”
I slide down his length even farther. “You can have me.”
He doesn’t hesitate. He pulls me down his length until he’s filled me. His whole body trembles, and then he grips my hips as I pump them up and down his length. Grinding into him, my clit is sensitive, and when he touches my engorged nub, the orgasm shoots through my body.
He pummels into me, and I can feel him expand as he shoots stream after stream of cum inside me.