Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Still, I kissed her like I meant it.
Devouring this woman who’d awoken a dead place inside me.
Tessa giggled into my mouth, then she drew away and sent another wave of water splashing into my face.
“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that,” I warned.
Her smile was soft, those freckles alight. “Let’s see it, mountain man.”
I dunked her head under water.
Just a tiny, playful shove.
She bobbed up, her mouth flapping for a breath. “Oh, that was a low blow. You’re going down, buddy.”
She jumped on me, throwing her arms around my neck and trying to drag me under.
The two of us were tangled.
Wrestling.
Teasing and playing. Free.
I hadn’t had a moment like this in so long.
Maybe in forever.
Because I’d never been with someone quite like Tessa McDaniels.
This wild little thing with the softest spirit.
One who right then was making mine sing.
She shoved off me and began treading away, that smile dancing all over her face.
“Where do you think you’re going, Little Dove?” Words were abraded, harsh with the need she’d spun up in me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Tiny Tease.”
Redness flushed her face, my favorite fucking color.
“Is that what you think I am, Milo Hendricks?”
“I think you’re teasing me with what I can’t have. With what I can’t keep.”
“Who said you couldn’t have me, fiancé?”
She drew the last word out as she swam around the end of the dock and toward the beach. When she got to the depth where she could stand, she began to clamber out of the water on her feet, more and more of that tight body exposed the higher she got.
Fuck.
She was gorgeous.
A mind-bending beauty that messed me up.
Heart shattering, and that didn’t bode so well when mine was already in pieces.
The girl nothing but a goddess, who giggled when she looked at me from over her shoulder. “Come and get me.”
Like I said…diabolical.
I followed because she just might have a leash around my neck. My strokes were fast as I swam before I was able to stand. I rose up, coming out of the water.
From where Tessa stood on the bank, she gasped, and the playful energy between us shifted.
Charged.
Loaded.
Dense and teeming with everything I was supposed to be refusing.
“You steal my breath, Milo. Did you know that? Did you know the first time I met you I froze, my lungs locked because I’d never seen a man who affected me like you?”
“Tessa,” I warned.
“It’s true.”
I slowly eased the rest of the way out of the cold water, the warmth of the sun skipping across my wet skin.
Or maybe it was her.
That heat.
The flames.
The burn that scorched me in a passion I’d never felt.
The sun rising on a darkened day.
“Thought I got punched in the gut the second I saw you.” The confession was thick as it rolled up my throat. “When you came waltzing into that club with your bright eyes and your big smile. With that sweet confidence. With that sexy body wrapped in a tight red dress. Did you know it then that it was my favorite color?”
“I might have imagined I figured it out that night.” Her words were choppy, laden with this need so dense I thought it would suffocate us.
“Never before had I been tempted. Not once. Not until you.” The admission curled through the air. “You make me feel something I never thought I’d feel again. In a brand-new way, and I don’t know how to fuckin’ deal with the truth of that.”
Air wheezed from her lungs as I edged up the lawn in her direction, the girl standing there, soaking wet, her pale, freckled flesh sparkling with the droplets that trickled down her body.
Her small tits were perfect beneath the red fabric of her bra, her nipples pebbled and peaked. Her underwear was soaked, and rivulets were rolling down her legs.
The rest of her exposed.
Her belly. Her chest. Her thighs. That thing that kept flaming in her eyes.
My cock hardened to stone, need trembling to my bones.
Her eyes drifted to my dick that was trying to burst out of my underwear.
“Tessa.” Her name rolled out on a bolt of lust.
She turned around like she was going to keep up this game.
She started to run, wanting me to chase her.
She squealed as I closed in on her fast, and I snagged her around the waist. The momentum sent us tumbling to the ground. The lawn was soft below us, and Tessa was on her hands and knees.
Giggles rang, and Tessa went to start crawling away like this was all in fun, then froze when I kissed a needy trail down the line of her back, mumbling as I went, “Is this what you want? You want me to chase you?”
She whimpered, and I pressed my nose to her skin, inhaling her delicious scent.
Strawberries and cream. The sweetest, most tempting thing.
“Is that it, Tessa, you want to do me in?”