Series: The Circle of Monsters Series by Sam Crescent
Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Galen had work to do. She was more of a business problem than a pleasure problem anyway.
Skye took another towel to dry her hair and she stepped into the bedroom she’d been given for … her stay? … her kidnapping? She didn’t know what to call it anymore, but whatever it was, this was her room.
Could she be a victim when she was dating her kidnapper? That seemed impossible. Nothing made sense anymore. Laughter bubbled up in her chest at just how crazy she sounded.
“What’s funny?”
She gasped and quickly spun toward the sound to see Galen leaning up against the doorframe of her bedroom.
“Galen!”
“Skye.”
“I thought you were on the phone. You know, talking to Viko and all that.”
“I was, but our conversation ended rather quickly.”
“Is that a good thing?” She slapped a hand across her mouth when she realized she’d said the words out loud. “I don’t know what I’m saying.”
Galen chuckled and took a step into the room. “Our date, on the other hand, didn’t end quite the way I wanted it to.”
“It didn’t?” She frowned and then gasped. “Oh, right, because of the whole, you know, nearly being run off the road and maybe killed. Yeah, that wasn’t a good ending.”
“I wasn’t talking about that part.” He was so close now, within touching distance, and she was only covered by a towel.
Skye wanted to reach out and touch him, but she kept her hands tight against her sides. She noticed he didn’t tell her how things went with Viko. Was he allowed to tell her? Is this where he killed her? Had the order for her death finally come in? Yes, that had to be it.
She hated having these questions and not knowing what to say or who to say them to.
He reached out and placed a hand on her waist.
“What part were you talking about?” she asked.
“The part where on our date, I take you home to your door, and I touch you, like this.” She loved feeling his hand at her waist. “And like this.” He cupped her cheek, then moved until he grabbed the back of her head, staring into her eyes. “And I look into your eyes, waiting for that invitation.”
“What invitation?” She was desperate for him to kiss her. To put those lips on hers and explore her mouth. She felt an answering pulse of heat between her thighs. Skye had never felt this way before, not about anyone or anything.
“That one.”
She had no idea which one he was talking about, but then, all thought left her as his lips slammed down on hers, taking all logic along with them.
She wanted his kiss.
Craved his kiss.
Galen started out gentle, but it didn’t take long for him to deepen the kiss, driving her even more wild as he explored her mouth. This was one hell of a kiss.
She could no longer keep her hands at her sides. Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, not wanting to let him go, and whimpering as the hand at her waist sank down, going toward her ass.
When he gripped the flesh of her ass, drawing her closer, another moan escaped her. Galen swallowed them down.
He wore way too many clothes. She had no idea what she was doing, but she wanted to feel him against her. Gripping his shirt, she pulled it out of the confines of his pants, and then gripped the edge, attempting to tear it off his body.
He broke the kiss only long enough to take the shirt off and then his lips were back on hers, desperate, urgent. His hands were all over her body, rough and demanding.
The towel fell to the floor, but Skye wasn’t even attempting to hide her body. No, she needed this. Wanted this.
Galen broke the kiss a second time, trailing his lips down her neck. He slid his tongue across her pulse and then nipped on the flesh. It felt so damn good. His hands were better than she imagined as he ran them all over her body, over every soft curve.
“I was only going to kiss you,” he said.
“Don’t stop.”
He groaned, his lips traveling down her body, grazing across her chest. She’d closed her eyes but now they sprang open as his lips went to one of her nipples. The rush of heat and wanton energy took her by surprise. Galen cupped her big tits, pressing them together and she couldn’t look away as his tongue slid across one peak.
Pleasure rushed through her body making her unable to focus on anything else. All she wanted was him as naked as her. His body was a beautiful thing, all hard and powerful.
“You’re too dressed.”
She heard his belt clang as it hit the floor. Of course, the hired hit man would be able to get undressed without stopping what he was doing.