Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“I don’t think that’s something she would lie about. I’ll be out of here in just a sec.”
He’s quiet, and I turn to the faucet and shut off the water. When I open the door, a very sexy Remington Wild is waiting for me, a towel in his hands.
He steps forward and wraps me in it, and I’m surprised to find that it’s warm.
“Did you put this in the dryer?”
“No one likes a cold towel.” His eyes, usually so stern and intense, are soft as he gently pats me dry with the towel. His gaze roams over me, and I don’t even have time to feel at all self-conscious because the sheer joy in what he sees is written all over his face. “Jesus, you’re beautiful.”
“And you’re overdressed.”
He doesn’t reply to that, simply continues to study me, touch me, and arouse me until I shiver and feel myself get wet.
“Are we going to do this right here in the bathroom?”
“No,” he murmurs before kissing me gently on the forehead. “I just wanted to look at you. I hope that’s okay.”
“Are you kidding? Having someone else dry me off is damn hot. Who knew?”
He chuckles, kisses my cheek, and then tosses the towel aside.
“Holy shit,” is all I can get out before I’m scooped up and carried to the bedroom, and Remington is kissing the fuck out of me. Talk about a shift from lazy and slow to hot and urgent.
His hands are firm on my ass, his fingertips almost close enough to touch my pussy, but just too far away, and I wrap my legs around him and hold on for my life as all coherent thought flees my mind.
“Jesus Christ, I’ve thought of this a thousand times,” he says as he nibbles his way down my neck as he carries me. “You, wet and naked in my shower.”
“Why are you so sexy?” I demand and frame his face in my hands, wanting him more than I’ve ever wanted anything else in my life. “You’re just so fucking hot that I don’t know what to do with myself.”
With a groan, his lips return to mine, as if he just wants to consume me. He lays me down on the bed and journeys down my body, licking away the last of the water from the shower, stopping to nibble on a nipple and to brush his nose over my navel.
I’m a squirming mass of pure sensation as I reach for him, running my fingers gently down his stubbly face. “You need to get naked now.”
He grins and shimmies out of his clothes, then joins me once more, but he doesn’t lie next to me.
No, he parts my legs and lowers his face, right there in the end zone, feasting as if he’s starving.
“Holy shit,” I moan, reaching down to clutch his hair in my hands. “Fucking hell, Rem.”
His mouth is insane. In mere seconds, I’m tossed into the stratosphere, coming apart at the seams, calling out for him as my body comes undone.
And then suddenly, I hear the rustle of protection, and he’s braced over me, panting, watching me with hot eyes.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” His voice is firm as he slowly pushes inside of me, the stretch feeling so good until he can’t get any further, and his forehead rests on mine. “So sweet.”
“Hard and fast,” I instruct him, my core still quivering from the last orgasm and already feeling on the precipice of the next. “Fuck me hard and fast.”
With his mouth on mine again, he starts to move, and I groan in frustration when it’s not hard and fast.
It’s hard.
But there’s no fast.
“Rem.”
“I’ve been waiting a long damn time for this,” he says in my ear. “If you think I’m here for a quickie, you’re dead wrong.”
My back arches when he plants himself all the way inside of me and grinds against my pubis, against my clit.
I gasp, and his hand glides up my side, over my breast, and covers my throat. He doesn’t squeeze, doesn’t block my airway at all.
And it might be the sexiest thing anyone has ever done in my life.
With his eyes pinned to mine, he moves again, a little faster this time. His thumb rubs up and down over my jawline where he’s gripped me.
He couldn’t have turned me on more if his mouth was on my clit again.
“Remington,” I whisper and close my eyes, so close to orgasm, but I feel him lower his face to my ear.
“Open your pretty eyes and watch me when you fucking come.”
My eyes snap open, and with our gazes locked, I fall over into the most delicious orgasm ever, swamping me with emotion and sensation like I’ve never felt.
Rem’s jaw clenches, but he doesn’t close his eyes as he follows me over. When he takes his hand off my throat, the cool air makes me long for it to be there again.