Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“I’m right here,” I said.
“I want you to make love to me.”
An involuntary laugh burst from my lips. “Sorry, I don’t do that.”
She put her hands on her hips, her sexy mouth twisting in frustration. “What the hell does that mean?”
“I’m not interested in sweet, tender lovemaking.” I loaded my voice with as much honesty and sex as possible. “I like fucking. The nastier, the dirtier, the better.”
Color bloomed across her face, and it turned me on so much I pushed her hands off her hips so I could put mine there.
“Why?” she asked, turning away from my impending kiss.
The simple question gave me pause. “What?”
“Why aren’t you interested in making love?”
Since I was terrible at it, that was why. It was the one skill I hadn’t mastered in the bedroom. “I’m not capable of that.”
The thought went through her visibly and I saw myself reflected in her eyes. Her voice was unsure but determined. “I can prove you wrong.”
“You won’t.”
But she wouldn’t accept that. She was already backing up to the bedroom, pulling me along. “We’ll try it your way, and then mine.”
43
SHAWN
We’d barely made it down the hall toward the bedroom when Kara pressed her lips to mine. Her fingers slipped under my shirt, skating up over my stomach and chest, urging the fabric up. She made it clear she wanted my shirt gone, and I broke our kiss just long enough to yank it over my head and toss it aside.
She tasted so good, it was distracting. It was why I didn’t realize she’d undone the button of my jeans and dropped the zipper until she slid a warm hand inside, caressing my dick through my underwear. Just a single brush of her palm over me, and I jerked inside my undone pants. Her plan was rather transparent, and while I was completely on board with it, I needed to hurry. Otherwise, she’d have her mouth around me without losing any of her clothes.
And I couldn’t have that.
I gently eased her back through the bedroom doorway, shoved my jeans down, and stepped out of them as soon as they were wadded at my ankles. Her gaze started at my eyes and moved down, sliding over my bare chest, my stomach, and settled on the tented front of my boxers.
A grin tugged at my lips. She was staring at me with lust, the same way she’d done that morning in the Palace hotel, back when she’d been fighting her attraction to me. I hooked a finger under the waistband of my underwear and echoed the same question I’d given her back then. “Want to take a closer look?”
Her head bobbed in an enthusiastic nod.
I chuckled and ticked my chin at her. “I want to see you too.”
She grasped the sides of her shirt and lifted, pulling it over her head to reveal those amazing breasts hidden inside her bra. My bra, actually. I’d recognized it the second she’d taken her top off this morning. This was the same one she’d worn the day she’d stormed into my office and stripped . . . and I’d never forget that moment.
So hot, it was seared into my brain.
“I have the panties that match that,” I reminded her.
“You do?” Her expression was wicked. “Good, because I don’t have any on right now.”
My brain emptied of thought, other than she’d outplayed me again. It was so fucking hot.
She leaned in, burying her mouth in the side of my neck, and I let her resume her plan of getting me naked. Her fingers curled around the waistband of my boxers, and she trailed a line of kisses down my chest as she lowered onto her knees, peeling the underwear down over my erection.
Her mouth was like warm silk. It was exquisite torture when she parted her lips and wrapped her tongue around me, putting one hand at the base and the other on my hip for control. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began to move on me. The power of it made me latch a hand on the doorframe to steady myself.
There was that weird tremble in me again.
Shit, I loved being under her command. Loved everything about her.
I stared down, watching the slick glide of my dick as it disappeared between her glossy lips. I was so fucking hard, and pleasure tightened deep in my stomach.
It felt like she was there teasing me for hours, but abruptly, she pulled back. Her gorgeous blue eyes fluttered open to look up at me, her hand still clenched around my dick.
“English,” she ordered then resumed the pleasurable torture I didn’t want to end. I’d been talking in German again.
“I love fucking your hot mouth.” When she moaned her approval, the vibration made a panicked word punch from my lips. “Wait.”
I’d gotten so much closer than I’d intended, but thankfully, she paused.