Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“Don’t say things like that unless you’re serious. I can’t take it. You can tie me up, spank me, torment me, you can even make me bleed, but don’t make me care unless—”
“I care about you. I’m dead serious about that. I think…” No. I wasn’t going to say more. I wasn’t ready. I might never be.
“You think what?”
“Just fucking kiss me, okay?”
He did. We stumbled back and sank to the ground. Rogue opened his legs, and I lay between them, cupping his face to hold him still for more kisses. I couldn’t get enough of his mouth.
I worked my hips, thrusting against him as he wrapped his legs around me, making sure I wouldn’t stop. I worked his shirt up his chest and nipped at one of his deep pink nipples. He gasped as he pushed my head back down. “More.”
I sucked and bit until he was writhing under me, then I slid farther down, opening his pants and releasing his cock. When I drew it into my mouth, I thought he was going to come right then. The keening sound he made was divine. I pulled off long enough to growl. “Don’t you dare come. I’m not ready for that yet.”
“Hold me down,” Rogue demanded.
What could be hotter than him begging me to dominate him? I gripped his wrists, holding them tightly to the ground as I sucked him, drawing him deeper into my throat and humming around him.
“Can’t. Jesus, Ghost. That’s… You’re killing me.”
I let his cock slip from my mouth. “You love it.”
“Fuck yes, I do. Why do I let you torment me?”
“Because when I have you like this, you’re utterly mine.”
22
ROGUE
I wanted that to be true. I wanted to give into my need for him to take control. I wanted to let him own me, use me. It still scared me, but it felt so damn good.
Ghost rose up on his knees and tugged my pants down. I wrapped a hand around my cock, stroking myself as I watched him pull out his hard shaft.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
When I met his eyes, the desire I saw there was so intense it made my breath catch.
He laid a hand on the center of my chest, right over my heart. “I want you out here, on the ground, on your back with your legs wrapped around me. I want to push so deep inside you that you can’t feel anything but my dick. I want to be everything, your whole world, everything you need, the only one who can satisfy you.”
“That’s… God, Ghost. That’s just so fucking hot.”
I watched as Ghost made a visual sweep of the pasture. It was obvious he needed to make sure there wasn’t anyone out there.
“No one’s going to come out this way.”
“They damn well better not. No one deserves to see us like this. I’m the only one who gets to watch you fall apart.”
He was killing me. “Fuck me, Ghost. Please.”
I loved the satisfied look on his face. “Since you asked so nicely.”
He struggled with my right boot, yanking it from the heel, then trying a better grip. Finally, he managed to pull it off my foot.
I got the other one off, then sat up long enough to pull my t-shirt over my head. Ghost pushed me back down as soon as I’d tossed the shirt in the grass. “Stay there. I like you exposed to me, vulnerable, ready, and willing.”
I sucked in my breath as I stared at him. I was all those things. I’d rarely brought anyone home while I was on the circuit because I didn’t like to let anyone into my bed. I hated being vulnerable in front of them. I didn’t want them to watch me sleep or to even see me fully naked. I was proud of my body, but I didn’t want anyone to see all my scars, external and internal.
With Ghost, none of that mattered.
He pushed my legs up onto my chest and stared down at me. I groaned when he pressed a finger against my hole. “You’re going to open up for me, aren’t you? You’re going to stretch around my dick and take me all the way inside. And I’m going to give you my whole load. I’ll fill you up until you can’t take anymore, then watch it spill out.
“Oh my God. You’re so filthy.”
“Do you want me to make this easier for you?”
I knew what he was really asking. He wanted to know how much I wanted it to hurt. In that moment, I wanted pain. I wanted to feel everything as intensely as I could. I knew with him I could ask for that. We’d made insane confessions to one another, but that didn’t mean this was going to last. I had to remember he could be called back to FBI headquarters in DC anytime.