Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“What do you want me to do, West?” She prayed he said take off her clothes because they were starting to feel like they were too small for her.
“Take my shirt off.”
That was even better. She reached down and pulled his shirt overhead, revealing that sculpted chest with a light dusting of hair. She tried to remember what she knew. “Can I touch you? Should I call you Sir?”
He caught her hand in his, placing it against his warm skin. “I’m West, and we’ll ease into play. I’m pretty sure I will never tell you not to touch me. Unless you have some very specific fantasies. We can play out all of those.”
Fantasies. Kinky, dirty fantasies. “I don’t think I’ve had many up until now, but I could see you as a cowboy fresh off the range looking for some fun.”
“I can make that happen, but for now, I’m just a bodyguard who’s madly attracted to his gorgeous client. Did I mention I intend to kiss you again?”
When he kissed her, she couldn’t think, and that seemed like the best idea right now. “I think you should.”
He leaned over, lips skimming hers. “Did I tell you all the places I’m going to kiss? Definitely here.”
He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, and she felt arousal flood her veins. She’d never gotten so hot so damn fast. She usually took forever to warm up. She let him lead, opening her mouth to allow him inside. He was a dominating presence, his big tongue sliding over hers in a silky glide.
“But as crazy as I am about your mouth, it’s not the only thing I’m going to kiss. Give me your shirt, Allyson.”
The deep command seemed to roll over her skin, and she found herself dragging her T-shirt over her head and tossing it away. She hadn’t bothered with a bra. When the police had told her she could take a shower, all she’d cared about was getting that blood stuff off. She hadn’t picked one up.
“Stay with me, gorgeous.” He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. “You’re safe. You don’t have to think about anything but what we’re doing for the next couple of hours, and in the morning, I’ll be with you.”
He knew how to calm her in a way no one had before. “Where else are you going to kiss me?”
His hand trailed down to her breast. “I think this looks like an excellent place to put my mouth.”
He got on his knees in front of her, and she couldn’t breathe when he licked her nipple.
“Yeah, this is beautiful and definitely deserves a little attention,” he murmured before drawing the nipple into his mouth.
He sucked her, and she felt her pussy go soft and wet for him, every cell in her body longing for what was going to happen next. He palmed her other breast, twisting the nipple lightly before caressing her. The nip of pain was eased with his softness, the two sensations making her head reel.
Before she knew it, his hands were on her sweats, easing them down. He managed to maneuver her to his big bed, settling her on the soft comforter. He pulled off her shoes and tossed them aside and then he made quick work of her pants and undies, and she was naked in front of him.
She had no problems with her body. She worked damn hard for it, but the look in West’s eyes made all those protein shakes worth it. Ally watched as he untied the strings at the waist of his sweats. He kicked off his shoes, and then his pants and boxers went wherever her clothes had gone.
The man was a golden god. The scars on his body did nothing to lessen his attractiveness. She merely wanted to know the story of every single one. She wanted to know everything about him.
One thing she knew about him now was he had the prettiest cock. She’d never considered the male member to be a thing of beauty, but like all things West Rycroft, his was different.
He could rip her heart out, and she wouldn’t be able to put it back together. Not ever.
Then he was on his knees again, his big hands going around her ankles and pulling her down the bed, and she wasn’t thinking about anything but his kiss.
“Now see, this is definitely in need of attention.” West spread her legs wide and leaned in. He breathed deeply, and she knew she should likely feel self-conscious, but it wouldn’t come. All she felt was sexy as hell. “You smell like heaven, baby. Let’s see how you taste.”
Her vision went soft when he put his mouth over her pussy. Like everything the man did, he did this with precision and care. His tongue stroked her, mouth sucking her labial lips before diving deep inside. A searing heat spread through her when he fucked her with his tongue.