Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“We just met. How can you possibly know that about me?”
“You’re in the hot tub, aren’t you?” he says. “You’re giving me another chance after I’ve been talking dirty and teasing you all weekend. If someone does me wrong, I cut them out of my life. There’s no second chances. You, on the other hand, seem to always be looking for the good in people.”
“There’s good in you, Tanner,” I say as my pulse begins to race. “Under all of that frustrating arrogance and behind that dirty mouth, I believe there’s good. You saved that dog, didn’t you? You wanted me to go first in the hospital yesterday even though your arm was probably killing you.”
His brown eyes are watching me. He’s looking so raw and vulnerable. I can tell he doesn’t open up to most people, if anyone. I might be the first one he’s told the truth to about the car.
I slip over beside him, feeling closer to him than I’ve ever felt closer to a man in my life.
It’s so clear to me now. The walls he’s erected around himself. The dirty mouth. The lustful stares. It’s all to keep me at a distance. All to hide the loneliness and pain.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable,” he says softly. “I’ll stop talking dirty to you if that’s what you want.”
That familiar flush hits my cheeks. His opening up inspires me to do the same and I lift my chin, feeling a little more confident.
“I kinda like your dirty mouth,” I say. “I might regret saying that later, but it’s the truth.”
He smiles at me and my whole body warms up.
“Good,” he says as he grins at me. “Because I don’t think I can hold it back around you. Especially when you’re looking so damn irresistible in that bathing suit.”
“And there it is,” I say with a laugh. “I got a break of what? Three minutes?”
“It was torture for me,” he says with a sexy smile. The way his lips curl up like that… God, I can’t even…
“Are you even wearing a bathing suit right now?”
“Slide your hand down here and find out for yourself.”
“Don’t test me,” I say with my newfound confidence brimming inside of me. “I might.”
He rests his arms on the sides of the hot tub and raises his eyebrows with a challenging look. “Help yourself.”
I don’t know what comes over me (lust. It’s definitely lust.), but I glide my hand through the water and rest my palm on his knee.
The breath catches in his muscular chest as he keeps his hungry eyes trained on me.
It’s a game of chicken he’s trying to play. That’s fine. I’m not going to lose.
I slowly slide my hand up his thigh, feeling every hard strong muscle down there. This man definitely does not skip leg days at the gym.
There’s no bathing suit on his thigh, but he could be wearing a Speedo. He doesn’t strike me as the banana hammock type, but I keep going nonetheless.
Oh…
There’s nothing.
No bathing suit. No Speedo. No underwear. Nothing but Tanner Lawson in all of his naked glory.
My hand is possessed. It has a mind of its own. I’m no longer in control of it as it slides up to the top of Tanner’s thigh and then over to his...
Oh my God!
He’s big and long and hard and my hand is now wrapped around it.
“I told you,” he says with that frustratingly sexy grin.
“Shut up.”
“Make me.”
I practically lunge on him and crush my lips to his. His big sexy arms wrap around me as I let go of his cock and cup his beautiful face instead. He grabs the back of my neck in his strong hand, holding me right where he wants me as the kiss deepens and I moan into his mouth.
This is so wrong…
This is so bad…
This is so fucking good.
I knew he’d be a good kisser, I just didn’t know he’d be this good. I’m melting against him as I straddle his big frame.
My aching pussy lands on his hard shaft like they’re made for each other and know exactly where to go. I rock my hips against him as he claims my mouth with his hot skilled tongue.
His hands slide down my back and I moan when I feel his hands gripping my ass.
“Your… cast…” I say between fierce kisses.
“I don’t… give a… fuck.”
He’s too busy rocking my world to care. I’m too busy enjoying it to argue.
His hands slide up my back and I suck in a breath when I feel him untying my bathing suit top. Do I want this?
I have to answer quickly because this top is coming off. My mind is a chaotic chorus of Fuck yes!, Don’t you dare stop! No surrender! and other similar thoughts.
I want this. I want him.
Stepbrother or not, Tanner is the most intriguing, irresistible, sexy man I’ve ever met. I want him to be my first. I want him to be my last. I want him to be my everything.