Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
I couldn’t give up on him.
I refused.
His mom wouldn’t want me to.
I needed a reaction out of him, so I said the only thing that came to mind, shouting, “I hate you!”
He was over to me before I even saw it coming as I repeated, “I hate y—”
With one hand over my throat, he slammed my back against the wall behind me, growling against my lips, “You wish you fucking hated me.”
Then he crashed his mouth onto mine.
Jace
My hands dug into her hair, and hers clawed at my chest.
It was powerful.
It was deprived.
It was everything.
She met each push and pull I delivered, gripping the sides of my face as my tongue devoured her perfect pouty lips.
Her soft tongue.
Her scent.
With her fucking body pressed up against mine, I groaned, getting lost in the feel of her. Nothing compared to this.
To her.
Cove Noel was my kryptonite, and I knew that more than anything.
She forcefully gripped the front of my shirt, yanking me closer like we weren’t already close enough. Trying to mold us into one person, she kissed me as if her life depended on it. Moaning into my mouth, she stirred my cock to twitch in my slacks.
“Fuck… Cove…” I grabbed her hair by the nape of her neck, yanking it back. Putting some much-needed distance between us, I rasped, “What are you doing to me, bunny?”
She panted, frantically trying to gather her bearings from my tight hold. Both our bodies shook with undeniable desire. Every part of my resolve hammered all around us.
I could hear it in my ears.
I could feel it deep in my bones.
Breaching the walls I securely had in place when it came to her. Every part of my nervous system was breaking, shutting down, making it hard to see, let alone stand.
I didn’t know if it was the car chase.
The arguing between us.
Or the fact she almost died that had me feeling fucking alive for the first time in what felt like decades.
It was thrilling.
It was captivating.
I knew it was from her.
It had everything to do with her.
She weakly thrashed around some more, ignoring the pain in her head and the ache in her heart I was inflicting. I held her tighter against my chest, both of us gasping for air.
She infuriatingly screamed, and I was unaware if it was from what I said or from knowing it was the truth. Or possibly from knowing she wasn’t going anywhere unless I allowed her to. Closing her eyes, she tried to govern her breathing and her thoughts.
I loosened my grip, slowly brushing my lips against hers. I saw memories passing through her eyes, attacking her mind rapidly.
“Tell me…”
“No.”
“Bunny…”
“No.”
She turned her face away from mine, but I gripped her chin, forcing her to peer back up at me. I wanted a moment to caress her.
To gaze at her.
To embrace her.
To fucking feel her.
We stared at each other for what felt like hours, both of us lost in our own thoughts.
In our own demons.
I rubbed her bottom lip with my thumb, reveling in the feel of her velvety skin.
“I fucking hate you,” she panted before crashing her mouth onto mine.
I snarled, parting her lips with my tongue as my hands slid to the seam of her tight dress, hiking it up to her hips as I lifted her to straddle my waist. She winced from the loss of my touch when I set her on the edge of the table, but it wasn’t missing for very long.
Unable to fight it any longer, I gave in to the temptation that was this woman without even trying.
Without thinking twice about it, I dropped to my knees between her legs, needing to taste her.
Wanting to eat her.
Craving to fuck her pussy with my tongue.
There was no way in hell I wasn’t going to devour her with my mouth. I was a greedy bastard. I inhaled her intoxicating scent, softly kissing around her folds. She gasped when she felt my tongue on her heat as I slid it into the opening of her sweet, salty cunt.
She was pink.
She was wet.
She was fucking perfect.
And tasted like everything I ever wanted.
“Oh God,” she moaned as I placed her thighs onto my shoulders. Her hands instantly fisted in my hair, tugging it to the point of pain.
I knew her body better than she did. These past few days, I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Like a man on a mission, I took what I hunted.
Looking up at her, I kneaded her tits. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I moved my head in a side-to-side and back-and-forth motion.
“Ah!” she yelled out, trying to catch her bearings.
Her chest heaved with every precise manipulation of my lips and tongue. My mouth literally ate her alive. Watching as I gave her what she really wanted since the moment she woke up in this safe house.