Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Paxton doesn’t rush the kiss. He seemed to relish simply softly touching his mouth to mine. It’s sweet and gentle and makes a funny sensation bloom in my chest. A small moan slips from me as I part my lips, and Paxton takes the opening to nibble on my bottom lip. Now I’m not sure if he’s teasing or savoring.
He licks across my lower lip where his teeth have grazed, and I can’t help letting my tongue touch his. It’s a slight brush, tempting him to deepen it, and it seems to be working. Not only on my desire but also as a rush of excitement floods my system.
Our tongues stroke each other's as the kiss becomes hungrier. I lift my hips, pressing my body into him as my sex pushes right against the hard ridge of his cock. I let out a moan, and it’s like my body is waking up from a deep slumber I hadn't known it was in.
"Baby, you taste so sweet," Paxton groans. His mouth travels down one side of my jaw and then back, kissing every inch of it. I almost think he wants to make sure he doesn't miss one spot.
When he almost reaches my other ear, I turn my head so my mouth can press to his neck. His body jerks when I graze my teeth across his skin. That only propels me further, and I latch on to him, sucking, my tongue swirling against his skin. Paxton grinds his cock against me, hitting my clit where I need it most. That’s when the throb between my legs takes over and demands I do something about it.
"Goddamn, darlin’, slow down for me," he breathes out next to my ear.
I kiss my way back up to his mouth because I can’t hear him call me any more endearments. They hit a spot inside of me I often keep hidden away. The girl who can be sexy and fill a man with need.
There’s a sound in the distance that has my eyes flying open. “Shit, that’s my phone,” I mutter as Paxton lifts his mouth from mine. His eyes stay on me, and although I want to lean up and kiss him again, my phone keeps going off.
“Better not be that app,” Paxton says, momentarily confusing me until I see the jealousy take over his expression and know what he’s referring to.
“It’s my mom,” I say, knowing the specific sound only belongs to her.
Paxton gives a stiff nod before he moves his body off mine. I roll over, seeing my phone on the floor next to the couch. It must have fallen out when Paxton took my pants off.
Holy shit, I can’t believe Paxton took my pants off!
I grab my phone, needing this distraction because I don’t know how this has all happened so fast.
“Hey, Mom,” I say when I answer.
“Why are you out of breath?”
“I’m not,” I rush to say far too quickly.
“Are you at Dr. Rudolph's house?” Shit. What should I say? “You had an order there.” Mom keeps going when I’m quiet for too long, reminding me I have a reason to be here.
“Yep, I’m totally here. With an order,” I confirm.
“Are you okay? You really do sound out of breath and—”
“Mom,” I cut her off. When I peek over my shoulder to Paxton, I see his eyes are on my ass.
I didn’t realize I had it high in the freaking air when I crawled over to grab my phone. I scramble to sit up, still not sure what panties I’ve got on.
"I had to run inside to get out of the storm.”
"That's why I'm calling. I don't think it's safe for you to drive back right now. I've been telling you to get new tires for a month now," she scolds me.
"Mom," I snip. "Can we not do this right now?" I pull myself up to sit on the couch. "Paxton, are you okay with me staying here for—"
"Yeah, I'm not letting you leave in this."
"Oh, good," Mom says, having heard him. "I knew he'd say that. Do you have everything you need? You'll be okay?"
"Yes, Madam Mayor, I've got all we need,” Paxton responds. Clearly the man has got exceptional hearing.
I, however, don't hear what my mom says back. Nope, not a word. Because all my attention has gone to the front of Paxton’s pants. Either he smuggled home an anaconda in his pants or he’s really happy I’m here.
Chapter Eight
PAXTON
As soon as Tilly hangs up the phone, I hold out my hand for it. She hesitates, and I smile at her. “I’m not taking it, I just want to charge it up in case we lose power.”
“Oh, that’s smart,” she says, but I don’t miss the way she keeps looking between my legs.
Yes, I’m fucking hard. That was the best kiss of my entire life, and I was wedged between her soft thighs while I was doing it. What did she expect? There’s a charging port next to the couch, so I plug up her phone before turning to her again.