Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“I can’t think with you so close.” She grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him. It was more a sign of aggression than intimacy, a clash of tongue and teeth, with him meeting her every step of the way. Sloan pushed him, all too aware that he let her, and then rode him down to the sand.
More, more, I need more. Anything to keep from thinking a little while longer. She yanked his shirt off, dragging her nails across his chest as she went for the front of his jeans.
Jude’s hands were rough on her, shoving up her dress and ripping her panties off, his mouth never leaving hers. As if he needed this as much as she did. He pushed a finger into her, testing her, and then there was nothing there but his hard length, ready and waiting.
He stopped her from descending, his grip hard on her hips. “Wait.”
Sloan met his gaze, knowing in her heart of hearts that it didn’t matter, that it was too late, and one more choice had been taken away from her. Even if it was too early for a test to pick it up, she would have had a period by now if the Plan B pill had worked.
She hadn’t.
She gripped his chin much the same way he’d held hers earlier. “Don’t you think we’re beyond that? It’s too late. It’s happened.” When he didn’t say anything—for once not using that mouth of his—she continued. “I want to feel you, Jude. All of you, with nothing between us.”
“It shouldn’t be like this.”
She laughed, low and desperate. “And how else should it be? Are you going to romance me with sweet words and tell me that you love me? That’s not what this is—something you’ve told me from the beginning.” He still didn’t budge, so she aimed below the belt. “Take what I’m offering or I’ll find someone who will.”
“Find someone who will.” He repeated it like he couldn’t believe she said it. Jude’s fingers tightened hard enough to bruise on her hips. “Do you think for a goddamn second that I’ll let you fuck someone else?”
A thrill went through her at his words, but she fought to keep her face expressionless—a Herculean feat considering their position. “This is temporary, Jude. You told me so yourself.”
“I changed my fucking mind.”
She reached between them and notched him at her entrance, silently daring him to tell her to stop. “Maybe I don’t want you.”
“You want me, sunshine.” He used his grip to guide her down, impaling her inch by glorious inch. “You want me so much it scares the shit out of you. No other man will do, and you damn well know it.”
She rocked her hips, taking him deeper yet, and tangled her fingers in his hair. The wind screamed around them, but she couldn’t care less because all that mattered was the man inside her and the forbidding look on his face. He wanted her as much as she wanted him, even if a part of him hated that. Sloan didn’t care. Everyone else in this world was taking what they wanted with no apologies. It was time for her to do the same.
She licked her way up his neck to bite his earlobe. “You can’t get me out of your system and that pisses you off, doesn’t it?” The sky opened up, rain falling in sheets, plastering her dress to her, slicking their bodies as she rode him. “You want to keep me.”
“Yes.” He lifted her almost completely off him and slammed her down. Jude kept one hand on the small of her back, preventing her from moving away—as if she were going anywhere—and reached up with the other to rip her dress down the front. “I’m keeping you. You had your chance to leave. You didn’t. You’re mine now.”
She picked up her movements, not caring where they were or who might see them through the sheets of rain. “For good.” It was a demand, not a request. If he wanted her, he was very well going to have her. She hadn’t realized she had no intention of letting this man go, but sometime in the last hour it had cemented in her mind. Come hell or high water, they were in this together.
“For good.” Jude palmed one breast, his mouth against her neck.
She leaned back enough to force him to meet her eyes. “And if you lie to me again, I will leave, and I will disappear to where you can never find me.”
“There’s nowhere you could run that I wouldn’t find you.” He shifted, gripping the back of her neck with one hand and stroking her clit with the other. “And that gets you off like nothing else, knowing that I’d rip myself apart to hunt you down, that I wouldn’t rest, wouldn’t eat, would go mad with wanting you until you were with me again. To know that you’re fucking irreplaceable.”