Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115737 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
I cry out, and Jack moans. We’re clumsy and desperate. He’s pushing me up the wall with the force of his kiss, then he’s rolling away, taking me with him until it’s his back slamming into the wall. It’s the lift all over again. The atmosphere is sizzling. I’m on fire. He scoops me up, pinning me to him, and carries me into my bedroom. I focus on him. Only him and the return of feelings that I’ve fantasised about since that unforgettable night. All the guilt is abandoning me, and I let it, unprepared to let anything stop me from taking the forbidden.
He lowers me to my feet, keeping our kiss up, and starts to unfasten his trousers while I pull at the waistband, desperate to get them off.
‘Steady,’ he mumbles against my lips, considerably calmer than before, probably because he has me now. We’re both on the same page. Neither of us are prepared to settle for that one time. It’s made us insatiable. It’s teased us. It’s intensified the desire and anticipation, because now we know what to expect. Now we know that our minds are going to be blown in the best possible way. Now we know that him plus me equals amazing. I can’t resist him. I’ve tried; I’ve tried so bloody hard. I want him. Need him.
Taking my grappling hands gently, he holds them between our bodies and breaks our kiss, making me reach up on my tiptoes to try and maintain the connection. His grey eyes are glimmering brightly, full of want and desperation.
‘I want it to be slow,’ he murmurs, pulling my dress up over my head and casting it aside. ‘I want to take my time and enjoy the fact that I have you again.’ Lowering his mouth to my shoulder, he kisses it gently, sending a million bolts of pleasure straight to my groin.
I moan loudly, my eyes closing while he works his mouth across my flesh. He slides his hands up my sides and rests them on my waist.
‘I made a promise to myself, Annie. I promised myself that if the Fates brought you back to me, I wouldn’t let you go.’ Lifting me high to his chest, he carries me to the bed, looking up at me, my hands draped around his neck. ‘And now you’re here.’
Lowering me, he gets me comfortable on my back, and then rises to his full height, standing over me as he strips his trousers off, taking his sweet time about it, testing my patience. I’ve put the blockers on any thoughts that try to enter my mind. I’m frightened that the absent guilt and my conscience will return at any moment and stop me from taking him.
‘Please hurry,’ I breathe, watching as he slowly reveals himself to me. I go lax on the bed, enraptured by the sight of him, my eyes making a slow journey across his skin, soaking up every tiny piece of him. If there was any hope of me repelling Jack Joseph, it’s just been squashed. My mind is taking mental pictures of him and locking them away tightly. His melt-worthy naked frame is poised above me, his cock jutting from his groin, visibly throbbing.
His chest expands and he rests a knee on the mattress, followed by a fist near my head to hold himself up. Looking down between my thighs, he starts to shake a little, swallowing hard. For a fleeting moment, I worry that he’s had second thoughts, but then his other hand rests on the inside of my thigh and pushes it wide, encouraging me to open up to him. ‘Put your arms above your head,’ he orders softly, glancing up at me.
I obey without question, despite needing to touch him and feel him. He reaches between his legs and takes hold of his cock, my eyes following with fascination as he works a few slow strokes across his velvet flesh. A glimmer of pre-cum beads at the tip, and I lick my lips. ‘Watch,’ Jack whispers, circling his wet head across my sex. I cry out, my body arching violently. ‘Watch, Annie.’
I start to moan as he rubs against me, spreading the wetness. ‘Jack!’ I cry, forcing my arms to remain above my head.
‘Just watch,’ he affirms, and my eyes drop to between my legs, seeing his erection held firmly in his grasp. ‘Watch me sinking into you.’ He dips a little, pushing into me a fraction. ‘Because we both know how fucking amazing it feels when I’m buried deep inside of you.’
Tormented whimpers come thick and fast, my core convulsing wildly, screaming for full penetration. ‘Jack, please . . .’
He looks up at me, his eyes wild with want. ‘Tell me how badly you want me.’
‘Jack!’
‘Tell me, Annie.’ He withdraws and tactically swipes the slippery head of his cock from side to side across my sensitive flesh. I cry out, beginning to lose the plot. Jack nods, acknowledging my desperation. ‘I need to hear how badly you want me. Tell me and you can have me.’