Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
“What’s your favorite pizza place? Since you’re a local, I’m assuming it’s a mom-and-pop type place, right?”
“Yep. Some of the chains are good, but when I want something delicious, I head on down to little Italy and get a great pizza. Although it’s usually the night before a big run—you know, carb loading.”
“I don’t run, but I understand the process.”
“So how do you stay so fit?” I question, because I’d love to watch him work out.
“I do a lot of strength training and swimming.”
“I’m afraid to swim in the ocean.”
“Don’t tell anyone, but I am too. There’s a massive swimming pool exclusively for the villas, and I tend to use that.”
“Cool. So do you live here on a permanent basis?”
“Well, I do for now. I haven’t needed more space or anything, so this four-bedroom villa works. You don’t like it?”
“No. It’s really nice. I was just curious. It would feel like a permanent vacation. I guess I’m just surprised since we only get the summer to enjoy this type of beauty and warmth.”
“I’m sorry. I’m going to do my best to convince you to stay.”
“I’m only here for a few days. Although with everything that happened, I’ll probably head back tomorrow.”
“What? No. Sorry. We can square out the bank information in the morning. You can stay here with me and I’ll show you all around town.”
“I can’t do that. You’ve already been so nice about me breaking into your place. By the way—do you always leave it unlocked? That’s completely unsafe, especially for someone of your wealth. People could rob you,” I ramble.
“Don’t worry. There’s a lot of security. The second you crossed the invisible perimeter, my cameras alerted me.”
“But that was hours before I snuck into the house.”
“I know. I unlocked the doors when I came home so you could come in. My head of security thinks I’m nuts, but I can’t let you get away until we see what this is.” His fingers play with mine. As assured as he’s been, I sense a nervousness that catches me off guard again. The thought of me leaving really bothers him. Frankly, leaving bothers me too.
“Fine. I’ll spend a couple of days here, but I’m sure my boss will be on me about when I’m coming home.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll deal with him,” he snarls.
“He’s my stepbrother, and I’m lucky I was able to get these few days.” He shakes his head, sliding his hand up my arm. I reach over and rub his thigh, stealing a glance at his hard cock through the shorts. My fingers are inches from it, but I hold back.
“He’s a prick. How long have you been working for him?”
“Two years.” His eyes widen in surprise then turn to slits with anger at my boss.
“Then you should have more than just a few days of vacation. He can fuck off.” He runs the back of his hand down my cheek, lips inches from mine.
“It’s not that easy,” I argue, losing my steam and all thoughts of work.
“It can be,” he continues, dipping his head to kiss my neck.
“For some,” I moan.
“For us,” he grunts.
“Yes,” I whimper, becoming bold and grabbing his length. I stroke it as he sucks and bites down on my neck. “Make love to me,” I plead.
Suddenly, I’m in his arms as he carries me to bed.
Chapter Four
Jamison
The storm resounds around us as I lay her on the silk sheets. Her eyes, so trusting, are half closed as she stares up at me. “Cassandra,” I say her name like a plea. The longing inside me has built up from a lifetime of self-denial, and I do my best to hold back. She’s too special for a rough fuck. My girl mewls under me with a need that I can’t refuse. Our mouths meet for a tender kiss, breaking it when she rolls her hips upward, searching for the friction her body needs. “Sweetheart, tell me you’re sure.”
“I want you to fill me up.” With our kids. I don’t say that aloud because I don’t want to frighten her with my feral desire to mate with her. It washes over me, and I wonder if she can see the possession in my eyes. Her stepbrother can’t have her once I put my child inside her. A fierce, powerful urge to beat my chest floods my mind.
I drag my mouth over her jaw, kissing down to her neck, scraping my teeth along her pulse, and then brushing my lips over it to soothe the pain. Her body writhes under me, aching for more. Lifting the hem of her shirt over her head, I attack her perfect tits, sucking on her left breast while I pinch her hard peak and listen to her moans. I want to learn every way to please her, to make her long for my touch.