Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
So much.
When Reese pulled her inside and shut the door behind them, all thoughts of the shit that happened in the last year vanished. The look on his face was one she was all too familiar with.
It was feral and heated and told her that Reese wanted one thing from her.
It’s what I want too.
Keira set the bags on the floor and let that desire move through her, claiming every ounce of sanity she had. Because when she gave herself over to Reese, no one needed to be sane.
He took a predatory step toward her, that grin growing, the heat from his body spearing into her so forcefully she sucked in a gasp.
It should have been illegal for a guy to look that good without a shirt on.
“You’re looking at me like you’re hungry, baby.”
Her mouth watered. She was hungry. Starving.
Keira could feel the adrenaline and testosterone pouring from him. He was all man right now as he stared at her with a feral intensity. That male scent enveloped her, and she moaned, actually moaned like a cat in heat. Her back hit the door, and his grin broadened.
“You’re all sweaty.” She meant to say it with disgust, but instead it came out like a breathy moan. Really though, she didn’t care that he was sweaty. It was the good, clean kind, and she wanted all that damp, hard flesh pressed against her.
He leaned forward and whispered so close to her mouth she felt it all the way to her core.
“You like it when I’m like this.” His tongue came out and ran along her bottom lip. “It reminds you of having sex with me.”
God. He was right.
He slid his hand down her back and cupped her ass through her thin dress. “It makes you think of my cock buried deep in your tight little pussy.”
A soft mewl left her lips at his dirty words. God, the way he talked, like a filthy pervert, was so hot she felt her pussy become wetter by the second. Keira reached up and curled her hands around his shoulders, digging her nails into his hot flesh until he hissed in pleasure.
“Or we can take a shower together? Get all nice and clean.”
He didn’t need to say it again. Hell, she would have fucked him all sweaty up against the front door every day and twice on Sunday.
Her pussy was wet, and her nipples stabbed through the material of her dress. The grin he gave her couldn’t be called anything but panty-dropping.
Taking her hand in his, Reese all but dragged her to the bathroom. Anticipation and arousal coursed through every inch of her.
Their apartment was small, only one bedroom, a small bathroom, and a kitchen and living room that were pretty much the same room. It was old, and the carpet was from the seventies, but it was clean, close to the university, and in a decent part of town. It was also theirs, and as long as Keira got to experience all of this with Reese, she wouldn’t have cared where they lived.
When she’d decided to live off campus and outside of home, she knew Reese would be right with her. He was too possessive to let her be alone, and that was something she was more than okay with. And then they moved in together. And here they were, living together, sex as their favorite anytime activity, and working on getting their degrees.
When her parents found out they’d be living together, they’d been less than thrilled, as was her brother, but she was an adult and able to make her own decisions. And after she’d told them that, because they knew what her and Reese shared wasn’t some passing fling, she knew they were happy for them.
She stepped into the small enclosure. She shut the door, sealing them in, and said nothing as she watched him walk over to the shower and turn it on. The way his back muscles moved under his skin had her pussy clenching in need. He was so masculine.
He looked over his shoulder at her, and Keira snapped her focus from his muscles to look into his eyes. Her cheeks heated at the look he gave her. She’d been caught checking out the goods.
He faced her fully, and without saying a word, just sporting that sexy-as-sin grin, Reese pushed down his sweats. His cock sprang forth all hard and ready, and she lost all coherent thought. He grabbed his shaft and started stroking himself from root to tip, and it was after a second of watching Reese pleasure himself that she realized he’d been talking.
She snapped her head up and stared into his eyes. “What?” Her voice squeaked after she forced that lone word out.
He growled low and took a step toward her. “You need my help taking care of something, baby?”