Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
“I want you,” I had no shame in admitting.
His groan filled my ears a second before it rumbled down my throat as he crushed his mouth over mine. He kissed me like it would be the last time. Thoroughly, hungrily. Fucking me with his mouth as his thumb rubbed over the slickened bundle of nerves between my legs.
The scent, feel, and sound of him overwhelmed my senses, and it didn’t take long for the tension coiling inside me to build toward its breaking point.
I broke our kiss to pant, “I’m going to come.”
“I want to feel it,” he purred as he traveled downward to push inside me. His fingers were so thick, I could only imagine what his cock would feel like.
The very thought sent me over the edge and my orgasm ripped through me, my inner muscles clenching and unclenching around him as he finger-fucked me.
“Silver,” Ramsay growled against my lips, murmuring my nickname over and over as he thrust in and out while I continued to shudder around them.
Eventually when my body stopped shaking from my climax, he gently removed his hand from my underwear. I reached for him through his jeans, his arousal straining his zipper. But he covered my hands.
“Not here.” He pulled me into his arms, settling my leg over his hip so we were as close as two people could get without him being inside me. His hard-on pushed between my legs, renewing those tingles of lust. At my confusion, he tipped my chin to hold my gaze. “I can wait. When we get back to Glenvulin, I will feel that tight pussy of yours come around my cock. But for now, sleep.”
I flushed at his blunt dirty talk, my body deciding for me that I liked it. “You’re hard,” I whispered the obvious.
“It’ll settle eventually. Sleep.” He pressed my head to his chest, and I snuggled against him, arching closer.
He grunted but said no more.
Within seconds, I was asleep in his arms.
18. Ramsay
“It’s looking good.”
I turned from taking a swig of water to find Quinn studying the built-in wardrobe in the smaller of the guest rooms. Akiva got up from her spot in the corner to get a rubdown from my partner.
Silver wanted hanging room and a place to put folded items, so I was creating both within the same tiny space. It allowed us to put in interior walls to provide the rooms with small adjoining bathrooms. All the plumbing and plasterwork for those were done. Our team worked fast and efficiently, which allowed me to get in and do what I was good at.
The bathroom fixtures were ordered and would arrive in two weeks, so I wanted to get as much of the woodwork done as I could before work really started in the en suites.
“Aye. Only two more rooms to go.”
“You’re not tired after last night?” Quinn gave Akiva one last pat before he straightened and my dog wandered out into the hall.
Hearing the smirk in Quinn’s tone, I shrugged, pretending indifference. “Nah.”
Silver and I had woken early in the bothy. She’d slept after I’d made her come, but I’d only gotten a few hours of shut-eye. It didn’t matter. I didn’t sleep long hours on a normal day. The storm petered off toward sunrise and I’d woken the warm woman in my arms and reluctantly dragged her out of bed. We hadn’t spoken about what occurred, but the tension crackled in the air between us.
It took us almost ninety minutes to make it to the ferry dock, just in time to meet the islanders leaving for Glenvulin.
Donal stopped us before we got on my boat and asked Silver if she was all right. He explained he’d driven me to the bothy, something I’d forgotten to tell her, so caught up in this fucking inescapable attraction between us.
Touched by his concern, Silver had apologized for missing the ferry and kissed Donal’s cheek in thanks. The man’s ruddy face turned even ruddier, and he gruffly told her to “Get on with yourself,” but I could see he was pleased by her attention.
She had that way about her.
A warmth that drew people.
Made them care.
Made me care.
Fuck.
Silver was quiet, contemplative, on our way back to Glenvulin, and I wondered if she regretted what had happened in the bothy.
After we’d disembarked at Leth Sholas harbor, I’d walked her down Main Street, nodding to locals as we passed, and stopped outside of the building I’d had under surveillance.
For perhaps the first time in a very long time, I wanted to let my sensible, logical side go piss in the wind when it came to Tierney Silver.
I wanted her.
And I knew if she still wanted me back, I was going to have her.
I refused to acknowledge the relief that had poured through me when Silver turned to meet my eyes and boldly asked me to come to her place that night.