Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
“Jesus, baby, give me a minute.”
“Can’t wait.” I brace on his shoulders, hoisting up to lock my thighs around his waist.
“Are you ready for me?”
I’m not sure. All I know is I need him more than I need anything in the world. Ten minutes ago, devastation racked my heart, and he’s the only one who can erase it. His eyes search mine, understanding and heat shining.
He cups my ass, caressing and kneading as he works his way between my legs. I whimper as the first swipe of his finger works into my folds.
“Relax, baby.”
His soothing words ease some of the frenzy, and I grind on his hand, knowing I’m ready.
He tilts his hips, aligning the tip of his cock at my entrance, pressing gently.
I surge forward, taking him in a swift motion, crying out at the intrusion. I stretch around him, the pinch of pain gone, my muscles clamping down.
“Oh, fuck, Jewls, careful.”
“I don’t want careful, slow, or sweet. I need you to fuck me like I’m the only one for you.”
Hearing these words, he tenses, torn at my request. A second later, he rams up so hard my head knocks the wall and my eyes roll back.
“Yessss.” I claw at his neck and scalp, holding on for dear life.
He pounds into me over and over, each plunge bottoming deep. I rock my hips to meet his thrusts, loving the sounds coming from him.
“More.” My voice is a mix of a plea and sultry demand.
“Look at me.”
It takes effort, but I open my eyes to find him closing in, his forehead resting to mine.
“Mine.”
“Yours,” I rasp.
Shudders rack my body, my lips parting and breaths coming in shallow gasps.
“You want more?”
More? Can he possibly fuck me harder? I nod, unable to form words.
He withdraws, the metal scraping its way to my clit. I whine in protest, then cry out as he slams back, repeating the motion until my blood is scorching.
“Your pussy is fucking perfect, baby, tight and hot, pulsing and pulling me deeper. Hitting as far as it can go.”
The air thickens with the sounds of our bodies and the scent of sex.
I feel him everywhere. My scalp tingles, muscles tighten, and toes curls, knowing it’s coming.
“Get there, Julianna,” he grates out.
I’m lost in his gorgeous face. Under the raw, savage hunger, there’s a sliver of sorrow. He’s giving me what I wanted, but it’s costing him.
I loosen my grip on his scalp, slanting my neck to touch my lips to his.
“I love you, Major Powers. I’m yours.”
This seems to do it, the trouble vanishing as he drives harder. “Fucking get there.”
I find the strength to surge my hips to meet his thrusts, the friction rubbing my clit until the world explodes. I scream his name, my throat burning at the force.
He rams up, his cock pulsing as a loud, possessive growl rumbles in his throat. Waves of bliss take me under with pleasure so powerful I can’t breathe.
He holds tight, our hearts beating together as my mind finds its way back to him.
His mouth nips and trails across my neck and collarbone.
“So fucking hot for you. Didn’t even undress. You wrapped your hand around my dick and I was done. Fucked you like a madman against a wall.”
“I needed that. Check wall sex off my bucket list.”
He smiles against my skin, my heart fluttering at the prickly sensations of his stubble.
“Now, I get what I want.” He rocks into me, setting off a spasm in my core.
“Oh, God,” I moan shamelessly.
“Call me what you want, baby.”
“What do you want?”
“You riding my cock, looking down at me with those beautiful green eyes full of love until I fuck every one of those images, any self-doubt or insecurities, out of your head. All you see is you and me.”
Suddenly, that’s exactly what I want, too.
23
Major
“What the hell are you doing?” The words are barely out of my mouth when Talon’s phone flashes.
“Had to get the proof for the guys at MARSOC.”
“Proof of what?”
“The twinkle in your eye.”
“You’re a fucking ass. I don’t have a twinkle.”
“Sure as shit do. I spot it glistening from across the room.” Hal comes from behind. “Seems to spread with you rookies.”
“I can’t take a man who uses the sword ‘glistening’ seriously.”
“I had a woman like Jewls, my eyes would twinkle, too.”
“Don’t you have a wife?”
“Love of my life, that’s why I can spot the signs.”
“Don’t you have someone else’s balls to bust?”
“Nah, you rookies are my entertainment.”
“You’re a pathetic old man.”
He crosses his arms across his broad chest, his biceps flexing under the MNPD t-shirt. “Old man who can kick your ass.”
“Maybe in your prime.” Talon flexes his bicep.
“You and I are going a round in the pen when you get back,” Hal challenges.
“Can’t wait.”
He chuckles, muttering, “Cocky pricks.”
“Not cocky if you can back it up,” I throw in.