Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
His expression has turned serious. I graze my fingers over his scalp, my eyes fixed on his.
“I don’t want us to be apart again,” he says.
“Neither do I.”
“I had to make a deal with the ILF to get the boat. I have to work for them.”
“Then I will, too.”
“You have to find Mae first.”
I think of my sister, wondering where she is right now. What she’s doing. It hurts so much that I have to force it from my mind.
“Maybe we’ll have to split up for a little while,” I say.
“I don’t want to.”
“I know. Me either. But maybe we can negotiate with the ILF. You said they’re very interested in her. Maybe they’ll let both of us go. We’ll tell them they can have both of us if they let us get her first.”
“I’m not sure they want her freed. I think they may want her to work for them and stay where she is.”
I shake my head. “Over my dead body. We’ll get her and go into hiding together if we have to.”
“I’ll go anywhere and do anything. As long as I’m with you.”
The teasing tone is gone now, his dark, hungry gaze making my stomach flip with anticipation. He carries me over to the tent and sets my feet back on the ground. When he lifts a canvas flap aside, I duck my head and go inside.
A dried grass mattress layered with blankets and a gallon container of water are the only things inside the tent. We both have our aromium off, because even though we can safely have it active now, we wanted one night of just us, as we would be if we’d met in another time and place.
He looks like he’s going to say something, but instead he kisses me. I cup my hand around the back of his neck and lie down on the mattress, aching for the feel of his huge, warm body on top of me.
It’s been such a long time that every touch and kiss sends a surge of hot, needy awareness through me. He slides my T-shirt up and off over my head, the graze of his stubbled face on my chest making me inhale sharply.
I thread my fingers into his thick hair, tugging lightly as he slips a bra strap over my shoulder and kisses my taut nipple. He licks and sucks and teases until I’m panting, then does the same with the other one.
We’re a tangle of limbs, all groans and needy whimpers. When he pulls his T-shirt off, I quickly rid myself of my bra, watching as the tip of his tongue moistens his lips. He returns his mouth to my nipples and I run my hands over his warm, carved arms and shoulders. His erection is pressed into my lower belly, and all I can think is that I want more.
He pushes himself up on one knee and traps my wrists over my head with one hand, tugging off my pants and underwear. I’m lost in the dark pools of his eyes, the hunger swirling there matching my own.
When he lightly traces his knuckle over my seam, I audibly gasp, my back arching. When this powerful, demanding man touches me gently, it’s always my undoing.
He’s a masterful tease, lightly stroking me until I’m whimpering with need. I strain against his hold on my wrists, powerless.
It’s a heady sensation, trusting him so much that I’m not just willing to cede complete control to him, I actually love it.
Daylight is fading. The shadows on his face darken as I softly beg him to end this delicious torture. His smile is ravenous and satisfied at the same time.
“I’m not breakable,” I whisper. “You know what I want, so give it to me.”
He lowers his lips to mine, his breath a warm caress as he whispers, “Say it. Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
I couldn’t have been so bold before him. Now I don’t even hesitate.
“Keep holding my wrists and fuck me.”
He gently kisses my jawline, grinding into me. “Is that it?”
I moan. This game is agonizing and I love it. “Fuck me hard until I come. Come inside me.”
“Yes.” It’s a growl that rumbles from his chest, making my pussy clench.
He gets to his knees and unfastens his pants, his predatory gaze never leaving me. When he pulls his pants off and I finally see his long, thick erection, I gasp softly.
That’s mine. All mine.
He covers my body with his much larger one, again pinning my wrists above my head with one hand. His other hand smooths over my forehead and hair. He brushes his knuckles over my jaw and kisses me gently.
Then he pushes himself inside me, starting slowly.
“Give me what I want,” I whisper.
He groans and buries his face in the crook of my neck, burying himself all the way inside me.