Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68058 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Why can’t you sleep, Rhys? It can’t be Grant and Jacob this time. They’re at some hotel keeping the other guests up.”
“I’m not a good sleeper on the best night.”
TJ tilted his head to the side and studied me. “That I’m willing to believe.”
“I don’t give a fuck if you believe me or not.”
He leaned against the doorframe and slowly looked me up and down. “No, I suppose you don’t.”
“What does that mean?”
“Do you know why I couldn’t sleep?”
“I don’t need to.”
“Whenever I close my eyes, I remember last night. I remember you begging for more. I remember how good it felt to—”
I grabbed his shirt and yanked him into my room.
He kicked the door shut behind him with a smirk on his face. “I told you once wouldn’t be enough.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
TJ gripped the sides of my face and kissed me. The shock made me go loose in his arms. He took that as surrender, and he was right.
I’d kissed plenty of men, and none of them had even come close to making me feel like the world had faded away and I was floating in zero gravity with nothing to think about but pleasure.
We hadn’t kissed when we’d fucked in the tack room. At least if we had… No. I’d remember that. The whole night was seared into my mind, every touch, every fucking word he’d said to me. I remembered it all.
Last night, it was as if we’d made a silent agreement that kissing was too intimate for two people who hated each other and just needed to get out their frustrations. That was all it had been. That was all it was now. Just sex. Really fucking good sex.
But if that was true, why was TJ’s kiss so intoxicating? His tongue slid along mine, and I wanted everything. I wanted his hands on me. I wanted him to kiss me forever. I wanted him to take care of me.
I pushed at his chest, needing this to stop. I couldn’t risk falling for him.
He pulled back, but he laid his hands on my shoulders. I felt the heat of his skin burning through my thin t-shirt.
He lowered his gaze and let it linger on my cock, which was tenting my sleep shorts. “You seem very mixed up. You hate me, but you want me. You drag me in here, but now you’re pushing me away. I’m not leaving, though. You might be unsure, but I know what you want and what you need.”
“You’re so fucking arrogant.”
“I am, but I can read you, and that pisses you off.”
“Get out. This was a mistake.”
“Maybe it was, but you asked for it, and I’m not going anywhere until you’re sweaty and breathless and so blissed out you wouldn’t even notice if I was here or gone.”
“That’s not going to happen.”
“Then what exactly did you want when you pulled me in here.”
“I wanted to use you. I’ve had a shitty day, and you have too. I think we should take it out on each other.”
TJ grinned. “I’m sure as hell not going to say no to that. What exactly does using me entail?”
I didn’t want to answer, so I wrapped a hand around his neck and pulled him to me for another rough kiss.
This time I took charge. I thought he would fight me, but he didn’t. He opened easily when I thrust my tongue against his lips, and he let me devour him. He tasted like whiskey, and I wondered again how he’d been so capable this morning. The taste of the liquor blended with the taste of his lips, and his heat had me nearly as intoxicated as I’d been when I’d dragged him off the porch last night.
We were both breathing hard when I finally forced myself to end the kiss. He gave me a satisfied smile. “You can’t kiss a man like that, then say you don’t want more.”
I pushed at his chest. “Get on the bed.”
18
RHYS
“Mmm. You’re aggressive tonight.”
“I was aggressive last night.”
“True, but you loved it when I made you surrender.” TJ smirked.
I had. I had loved it so damn much when he took control, but I shouldn’t let that happen again. I’d already sworn it would be a one-time thing. If I was going to break that rule, I needed to keep myself from falling any further under his spell.
He shoved his joggers down his legs, and I saw he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. He kicked off his slides and used his feet to push the joggers off, leaving them on the floor.
His thick cock hung hard and heavy between his legs. I couldn’t stop staring at it. I wanted him inside me again. I usually preferred to top, but with TJ, having him fuck me was absolutely perfect. “I told you to get on the bed.”