Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
The décor and fittings of the place, like the elevators, look like the day they were made. It takes a lot to impress me, and I have to say, the whole place has won me over. It’s even better in real life than the website photos, which were pretty damned impressive.
I guess I’m a fan of big, heavy furniture—sumptuous leather sofas and, of course, the massive fireplace which dominates the main sitting area.
But Jade’s hand slips from mine once she gasps at the sight of the view.
The two sets of double French windows open out onto our own balcony. The view of the city beyond and the waterfront is so close it feels like we’re floating on it.
It’s just….
“Breathtaking!” Jade exclaims, reading my mind. “Absolutely beautiful,” she sighs.
“It sure is,” I agree, not even noticing the view when the sun catches her hair.
The outline of her curvy young body in the morning sun, streaming through the thick windows.
Beams of light shine on her as if she’s the whole reason for their existence.
She’s my reason for existing now.
And she’ll be all mine soon enough.
As I move closer to her, she keeps her gaze outside and turns to ask if we can go out onto the balcony, I shake my head.
Slowly but surely, side to side.
My eyes tell her the rest of the story.
My body is already primed to be hers, and she is mine.
“I think the view can wait. What do you say?” I ask her in a husky tone.
Her head instantly nods in agreement as she rushes into my arms.
My arms wrap around her, pulling her close as our mouths lock.
Both of us know we’ve got forever for views and rooms, but there’ll only be one first time.
And this is her moment.
This is our moment.
“Take me, Zak,” she whispers into my ear.
As if I need any encouragement.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Jade
Checking into a fancy hotel and getting into a bed while most people are still just getting out of theirs feels like the most natural thing in the world with Zak.
He lifts me up again, scooping me off the floor like I weigh nothing. Our eyes locked onto each other’s, both knowing that now is the time.
The time to give myself to him, but also the time for me to step into a new life.
I meant what I told Zak about thinking a lot last night. And so far today, everything I thought would be the best-case scenario between us has happened.
We’re alone; I know Zak feels as much for me as I do for him.
I already know I’m hopelessly in love with him, but I don’t dare say it out loud. Not just yet.
And everything he’s promising already, about me never having to work unless I really want to?
Well, of course, I’m still pinching myself over that one.
Zak’s an intense guy with strong feelings, but he’s not all mushy when it comes to romance.
He likes to let his hands and body do the talking, and by the time we reach the master bedroom of our luxury suite, his hands have had plenty to say already.
But he reminds me just one more time just how special this is for him as well as it is for me.
“We’ll build worlds, Jade. New games and new worlds. But we’ll always come back to this one. Just us,” he murmurs. And I feel my heart about to burst.
If only I could find the same kind of words he can just like that, but me giving myself to Zak is the best way to show him how I feel right now.
Show him just how much I love him.
He lays me back on the huge four-poster bed, brushing aside the complimentary monogrammed hotel robes and slippers.
They look like someone spent a long time folding and setting out to make them look like something else.
A flower of some kind, I think. But my attention is kind of elsewhere right now.
Focusing on Zak’s dark eyes, filled with a look so intense, there’s no mistaking what he has planned for us both.
My whole body shivers, but not with cold once he lifts my sweater and T-shirt, keeping his eyes fixed on mine the whole time.
But I can’t help but run my eyes over his taut, muscular body, gently clawing at his chiseled abs as he takes off his shirt, which makes me gasp and then purr.
Joined by his own low, hungry growls, my needful sounds mix with his as he undresses both of us fully.
And closing my eyes as I savor every second I can, etching this into my memory banks, we’re both finally completely naked.
I sense the heat of his body moving away, snapping my eyes open. But it’s only so he can stand over me, admiring me one last time as a virgin.
“You really are perfect, you know that?” he rasps, making my head thrash as I