Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
She cried out, “Kópanos.” By saying it, she knew she had surrendered to him. By saying it, she wasn’t just admitting he was a jerk. She was also admitting that he was the jerk who still had a claim over her even after everything that had happened in the past.
Bobby waited for a triumphant expression to fall on Leandro’s gorgeous face, but instead he looked...
She bit her lip hard, which was again trembling at the riotous emotions warring inside her.
Leandro Christopoulos looked humbled.
“I love you, mégaira.”
The look in his eyes made her want to cry. He loved her. He really loved her, and he was willing to lay everything down at her feet for a chance to make her believe it.
She knew what he wanted to hear, but she just couldn’t say it. Pain flickered in his expression when he realized that she was not going to say anything.
He said hoarsely, “Bobby—-”
She shook her head. She didn’t want to talk. She was too afraid to talk. So instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his lips down for a kiss. “Take me,” she whispered.
Chapter Eleven
For one moment, Leandro wanted to refuse. It would kill him – and his fully erect cock – to refuse the invitation in Bobby’s eyes, but for one crazy moment he wanted to refuse it. More than her body, he wanted her love – her trust – her everything.
But then Bobby left him no choice, tiptoeing to kiss him openmouthed, and the sweetness of her lips made Leandro forget his better intentions. He could make her admit she loved him later.
With a rough sound of lust and impatience, Leandro took command of the kiss.
Bobby yielded to him easily, knowing deep in her heart that she was never happier than when she surrendered her control completely to Leandro. She was a strong woman, and she needed a stronger man like Leandro to make her feel comfortable about letting go.
She gasped for breath when Leandro released her, and another little gasp escaped Bobby when she realized that he was busy taking off her shorts.
In moments, she was completely naked – and he was still fully clothed.
Bobby instinctively tried to cover herself.
“No,” he growled. “Your body’s always been mine, Bobby. Always. Don’t you dare fucking cover it when it’s just the two of us.”
Face flaming at the command even as she felt more moisture gathering between her legs, Bobby slowly allowed her hands to fall back against her sides.
For a few moments, Leandro simply looked his fill. He had missed the sight of her body, missed it so much that he wanted to reach out to her to ensure that he wasn’t dreaming like all those nights in Greece that had him waking in an empty bed, his heart and body aching to be with her.
“Stop staring.”
“I’ll stare if I want to, mégaira. It’s mine to stare at.” As he continued to let his gaze roam her body, he watched her breasts jiggle as she fidgeted on her feet, her nipples extending at the heat of his gaze.
His voice thick with lust, he said, “Undress me now.”
Shakily, she moved towards him and her fingers fumbled as she grabbed the hem of his shirt so she could pull it over his head. Bobby felt her mouth drying at the sight of Leandro’s naked chest, the sight of it evoking memories of all those times she had felt his hard chest against her naked breasts.
The memories caused her fingers to become clumsier, making it harder for her to unbuckle his belt and wrestle with the buttons of his jeans before she could pull it off him. He was down to his black briefs now, and her hands shook even harder, her dampness overflowing, as she slowly peeled the last piece of his clothing off his body.
Bobby sucked her breath in at the sight of his engorged cock, thicker, harder, and longer than she remembered.
When she reached to touch it, Leandro captured her wrist with a brief shake of his head. “Not now,” he said harshly. “I want you too much.”
She whispered, “Then what are you waiting for?”
He cursed in Greek, his cock throbbing more painfully at the invitation in Bobby’s gaze. He was barely hanging on to his control here, and the way she was seducing him with those pretty green eyes of hers wasn’t fucking helping. “Stop looking at me like that, dammit. I want to make you come first—-”
“Take me now.” Her body was trembling so badly with need for his possession that even her voice started to shake. “Take me now—-”
With a groan, he gave in to what they both wanted. In a moment, he had her up against the wall, his cock sliding into her pussy like it had found its home. She moaned and he groaned, the sounds mingling for one moment as they lost themselves in the sheer pleasure of having their bodies united in the most intimate way possible.