Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 43444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Each time he felt her arousal climb he changed his rhythm. Fast and shallow. Deep and slow. Her sobs of frustration only made him more determined to draw it out. To drive them both insane.
“There’s so much I want to do to you,” he muttered, almost to himself. He slid his fingers through her arousal, cruelly avoiding her clit before bringing them to the crease of her ass and pressing his thumb against the tight ring of muscles that clenched in reaction.
“Wha-what are you doing?”
“You liked it when you were riding my mouth this morning. Breathe out for me. Let me in.”
He slowed his thrusts, throat dry as he pushed inside. “Jesus, that’s it, darlin’. That’s just right, isn’t it?”
“So full,” she moaned raggedly. “I can’t believe you’re doing that. It feels... Don’t stop.”
Pride flared inside him. He was the first to give her this. To show her how good he could make her feel. Knowing that stole the last of his restraint away.
With his thumb still breaching her ass he set a hard, unforgiving pace. “Are you ready to come with me, Bronte?”
“Yes,” she moaned raggedly. “I need to… Please.”
He grit his teeth through her climax, memorizing the feel of her hot sheath bruising his cock, tempting him to give in. To come inside her and never leave.
He pulled out when he was right on the edge, deliberately denying himself, his disappointment adding a sharper edge to his orgasm as he came in hot spurts on her ass.
Bronte hadn’t noticed, collapsing on her folded arms, her body still shaking with the force of her release. William reached for the shirt he’d dropped earlier, wiping her off gently before tugging her underwear and pants back up around her. He lowered himself down beside her and dragged her close, his still-racing heart pounding against her back.
I love you. I love you. I wish that was enough.
She wrapped both her arms around his forearm, cuddling him closer and pressing a kiss to his scarred knuckles. “Can I say wow without sounding like an idiot?”
“Wow,” he mumbled into her hair. “There now, we’re idiots together.”
She breathed out, part laugh, part sigh and held his arm more tightly. “That was kind of intense, leprechaun. Not that I’m complaining. At all.”
He didn’t respond, giving her one last squeeze and slipping out of her hold to sit up and deal with his unzipped jeans.
The longer they lingered, the harder it would be to let her go and do what he now knew had to be done. “Come on. We need to get you back to the others.”
She was adjusting her bra and tank top when she stilled, peering up at him through her thick eyelashes. “Others?”
He stared until she looked away guiltily. “You know. Did Ken call you?”
William got to his feet and held out his hand, waiting until she accepted it and helped her to feet. “He should have done, but no. Why didn’t you tell me this morning? Or as soon as you got here?”
She reached for her shirt and held it in front of her like a shield. “I meant to, William. I swear that was the plan when you came to my room, but I wasn’t thinking straight and then, well, we got distracted.”
“And after?”
She shrugged helplessly. “After that I realized that Tasha was right about letting Tanaka help. I thought you’d be okay with it, since he’s the one who got you the job here so you could—”
“Since I’d already accepted one handout you thought I’d take another? That I’d thank him for going behind my back to handle my business without letting me know? I thought we’d dealt with your misconceptions about my age, dearest.”
A spark of fire glowed in her narrowed eyes. “This isn’t about your age.”
“Is that why you lied to me this morning and left my bed to gab with the grownups without telling me what the hell was going on?”
“That’s not what happened,” she fumed. “I know that’s what it looks like, but I was only trying to help—”
“You were trying to handle me, like you handle everything else. So I’m good enough for a fuck but not much else, is that it?”
“Stop being such a stubborn asshole,” she shouted. “I’m sorry I’m just a nurse so I don’t know the proper etiquette for dealing with thugs when they start following me around. And I’m sorry that I ever mentioned our age difference, but it’s perfectly reasonable to wonder if falling for a man who’ll still be in his prime when I’m wearing Depends is a sane decision. It would be strange if I didn’t worry about where this was going. Especially since we got married because—”
“Because you’d had one too many and weren’t in your right mind?” he finished grimly. “There’s not a person on the East Coast who doesn’t know you had to be drunk to marry a man like me, Mrs. Finn. You’ve made sure of that.”