Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
“You can burn a forest full of sage, baby. That shit wouldn’t have kept me out. I might’ve walked away, but once the smoke cleared, I would’ve been right back!”
They were both dying laughing now.
“You tricked me, Legend.”
“How so?”
“You got the ball rolling. Called me one day and said you wanted to cook dinner for me. I used that as an excuse to get you back over. Again and again. I had convinced myself all I wanted to do was eat.”
“Oh, eating is what we plan to do. Don’t you worry about a thing. I got somethin’ for you to lick and suck on, baby, and you got somethin’ hot and ready for me, too.” Her cheeks turned a deeper hue. “We’re going to eat good all night.”
“Oh, really? What are you serving?”
“An all-you-can-eat buffet. Sausage for you, and melons and peaches for me. Tonight, you’re a carnivore, and I’m a vegetarian. The sausage also comes wit’ a couple boiled potatoes. They got a little fuzz on them, but they’re still savory.”
They both succumbed to more mirth then, so strong they were wheezing.
“You are so dumb, Legend! Stop it! Silly butt.” She grinned as she leaned in to give him a peck on the lips. He suddenly turned quite serious then. Cocking his head to the side, he grabbed her nape, and brought her in for a kiss. Slipping his tongue in her mouth, he let her see his desire for her…
“You won. You broke me down and finally got me in this bedroom,” she said with a smile as she stroked his waves. “I’m falling for you, Legend. I tried not to, but I can’t help it…”
“I ain’t break you down, baby. I’m trying to build you up…”
I failed. This is why you don’t let a man, who told you under no uncertain terms that he wants to fuck you, into your home. Legend didn’t lie to me. He kept it 100 the whole way, and I STILL let this man into my heart, my mind, and now my bed…
But his hard muscles… I couldn’t resist… and these damn tattoos all over his body… it’s a weakness of mine… He has the most adorable freckles… there aren’t many, but just enough to notice, and they suit him. Then there’s that damn beard… He’s just too sexy for words… and LORD HAVE MERCY! This mothafucka’s dick. It’s gorgeous! And huge! The way he kisses… so sensual… The way he touches me, I couldn’t help it… Oh, God, please forgive me for falling into temptation, but you made him too beautiful to resist. That’s right, I said it: beautiful. I’m not even talking about just the physical.
I love how this man cooks. He’s passionate about food, and its preparation. I love his deep voice, and how he talks. How he walks. I love how his mind works. I love his confidence. His head is ALWAYS held high. He’s persistent. Not a quitter. His sense of humor—so silly. His honesty—he keeps it real. Even when he’s wrong, he stands by his convictions until he can be proven wrong. Stubborn, but willing to listen. I like what he says and the deeper meaning behind it, too. He’s intelligent, and not afraid to show it. There’s so much to him, so many layers, and also, there’s a heap of hurt in his golden-green eyes. But there’s hope, too, and now, here we are.
Her thoughts spiraled as Legend ran his hand up and down her bare ass as they slow-danced. He was the epitome of eroticism, the definition of sexiness in the flesh.
Sensual.
All consuming.
She shivered from the passion that tiptoed up and down her nerve endings, and made a bed of her body as he kissed and sucked her neck. He smelled so good, like quality cologne and strong soap. His mouth was warm and soft, and he took his time touching her, making her come undone from a mere X-rated whisper. Ginuwine crooned, ‘When We Make Love,’ from Legend’s phone. This nasty son of a bitch even has a smash playlist. Unreal. How many women has he fucked to this song? Probably two hundred and counting. I need to stop even going there. Getting jealous when he hasn’t even done anything… Just enjoy the moment, Desiree. I gotta get out of my head.
H-Town’s, ‘Knockin’ Da Boots’ was the next song in line. He likes older R&B, like me. You can’t make this shit up. Another thing we have in common. Oh, my goodness…
Cupping his fingers along the curve of her ass, he gave it a hard squeeze, then picked her up, carrying her to the bed. Placing her on her back along the cool black sheets, he regarded her the way a predator looked at prey. Her pussy swelled with carnal enthusiasm as she looked into his eyes. He pushed a strand of hair out of her face with the slow glide of his fingers, then made his home between her thighs, grinding against her core as he sucked on the side of her neck.