Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
I bite my lip and wipe at my forehead. She lets the robe fall to the floor and starts to run her hands over her body as she rocks and circles her hips. I get so hard I have to squeeze to relieve some of the pressure.
“Fuck, baby,” I mutter.
She looks so fucking good. It’s not just the sexy garter. It’s the confident way she moves her body. I can’t help but to think of her riding me like that. If she wants me to apply the pressure to that fat pussy, I’d be more than glad to.
“Damn.”
She turns her ass to the camera and squats as she rocks her hips. However, it’s when she moves into a handstand and winds her ass in the air that I have to put my fist in my mouth and bite down.
I stop the video and move to the next one. This one is a bit different. She lies back on the bed in black lingerie. This time she’s singing at the camera. I listen to the words and let them sink in.
I think I know this song. It’s from the Suicide Squad soundtrack. “Gangsta.” I know it too from overhearing the music playing Saturday. This time I listen to every word as if she’s singing them to me. The sensual way she’s moving on the bed has my attention too, but not as much as the words and the look in her eyes.
Could she have as many secrets as I do? Am I what she needs? Because I know she’s what I want. I damn sure know I can love her better than anyone else.
Our conversation from a few months ago comes back to me.
He’s sweet enough. But I don’t think he’s for me… You’re not into nice guys?... Not my preference. They don’t know what to do with me.
“Fuck, baby, do I know what to do with you,” I breathe as the video ends.
The frame freezes and that’s when I see it. The look in her eyes. Lizzy is hiding her own secrets. Secrets I think are as dark as mine. I stop warring with myself and text Gio.
Me: Yeah, I get it. Don’t let Bella wait up tonight.
I’m suddenly grateful my brother offered to babysit. Lizzy and I need to talk.
Chapter 34
Not if You’re Mine
Lizzy
I’m not sure what’s going on with Dante today. He’s been staring at me all day. The entire time through lunch, my stomach churned, and I wasn’t able to eat. It was the same as we had dinner. He’s making me nervous.
I’ve been dropping things and rambling. I almost asked to leave early with Nyla. It’s bad enough I’ve sweated through my blouse. My pits are drenched.
His eyes are on me again. I uncross and recross my legs as I sit in one of the seats in front of his desk. He watches the movement and licks his lips. I pinch the top of my blouse and tug at it, trying to cool off.
His lips turn up into a smile and he sits back in his seat. It’s as if he’s come to some decision at that very second. The plans we’re going over are forgotten. I hold my breath as I wait for what he’ll say next. Something in his expression tells me it’s not going to be about this grand opening.
“Why didn’t you come to me the other night?”
I gasp, then bite my lip. “I didn’t know you were serious.”
He stands and rounds the desk until he’s in front of me. He leans his butt against the desk and crosses his legs at the ankles. His gaze runs over me.
“Why wouldn’t I have been serious?”
I shrug, looking anywhere but at him. He pushes off the desk and moves closer. I blink rapidly as he crowds my space.
The next thing I know, he plants his palms on the arms of the chair I’m in and leans in to capture my lips. I gasp into his mouth, and he groans, grasping my throat as he devours my mouth. My toes curl in my heels. My scalp tingles.
I don’t realize I’ve tangled my fingers in his hair until he pulls back a little to nip at my bottom lip before diving into my mouth again. I almost jump out of my skin when he reaches for my breast and palms it, brushing his thumb across my hardened nipple. I whimper and suck his tongue into my mouth.
He breaks the kiss and puts his forehead to mine. “Do you still question me?”
I shake my head because I can’t find words at the moment. Damn, the man kisses like he’s trying to find my soul. My panties are soaked. Now that’s what I call claiming what you want.
Guys have to be forward with me, or I’m going to miss the entire clue. However, that doesn’t mean I’ll be interested if they are. In this moment, there is no question that I want this man.