Knox Read online Brenda Rothert (Chicago Blaze #4)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Chicago Blaze Series by Brenda Rothert
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 288(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
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“Very sure.”

“And you won’t regret it?”

She shrugs playfully. “Depends how good it is.”

With a deep laugh, I step into her room and put my hands around her waist, easing the door closed with one foot. “I knew you didn’t really lose your top the other day. It was all a ploy to get me in bed, you little vixen.”

She laughs back, her face flushed. “I’m not brave enough for a ploy like that.”

“But you’re brave enough to suggest I may not be the best you’ve ever had in bed?”

Her smile is coy. “I imagine you will be, since you’ll only be up against one other man.”

My body pushes pause on my erection. “Eric is the only one you’ve ever been with?”

She nods. “But I want nothing more than to get him out of my system, Knox. Let’s see this for what it is. I’m on the rebound and we’re both on vacation. I have to fly out in the morning. Today is all we have. Let’s make it unforgettable.”

I cup her cheek in my palm. “Reese, I’m pretty sure even talking about the weather with you would be unforgettable.”

She blushes deeper and says softly, “You flatter me.”

“Want to know what you do to me?”

Reese steps back, grabs the sides of her T-shirt and pulls it up over her head, exposing her perfect round breasts with tightened pink nipples. My eyes rake over her standing before me in only a little white pair of panties, her golden skin and soft stomach begging me to touch them.

“I think you should show me,” she says.

My brain short circuits as we both take a step forward and I take her in my arms, giving her a soft kiss. She moans as my hands slide down to cup her ass through the thin satin of her panties.

Fuck if she’s not already rubbing against my erection. A strangled groan comes out of me as she fumbles with the fly of my shorts, trying to unfasten it. I make short work of it, stepping out of my shorts and pulling my own T-shirt off.

Reese steps back again, her gaze sweeping down my body and back up. She lets out a little exhale.

“Ohhh…that’s a lot of…I mean…”

“Chest hair?” I quip.

“Uh, no…”

“Relax, I’d never hurt you.”

Her eyes flicker up from my package to meet mine. “I know.”

“We’ll take it slow.”

She breaks out in a devilish grin. “We’ve got less that twenty-four hours together. To hell with slow.”

The way she’s pushing out of her comfort zone with me is so damn hot. When she sits down on the bed and scoots back, her breasts bouncing as she moves, I kneel down on the bed and lay out next to her. I kiss her neck and she makes a sexy little groaning sound as her arms wrap around my back.

I want to savor every first taste and touch, but the urgency I feel for Reese is like nothing I’ve felt before. Since I swam out to help her the first time we met, I’ve wanted her. That want built to an almost unbearable level yesterday, but I didn’t think it was an option.

“Oh!” she cries as I gently bite her stiffened nipple.

“Sorry,” I murmur.

“No, God…do it again, please.”

With a satisfied smirk, I suck on her other nipple until she arches her back, before pulling it slightly between my teeth.

“Holy hell, that feels amazing,” she says in a breathy tone.

She’s as eager as I am. When she wraps her hand around my swollen cock, I groan and close my eyes, forcing myself to keep control. It hasn’t been an issue since I was a high school kid, but this is Reese. The sweet woman who turned bright red over losing her top in the ocean is stroking me like she’s dying to have me inside her. I’m not sure how long I can hold out.

Time to go downtown. I get to my knees and slide her panties down, kissing her bare thighs until she’s practically panting. By the time my tongue flicks over her clit, she comes in just a few seconds, gasping hard and fisting the bed sheets.

“Sorry, that was embarrassing,” she says, closing her eyes and laughing.

“No, don’t say that. I loved it.”

She exhales deeply. “It’s just…been a while.”

If she was mine, those words would never come out of her mouth. When she smiles and kisses me, I put my arms around her and hold her close, hoping she feels what I wish I could say.

She’s fucking amazing. Sweet and sexy. Strong, yet vulnerable. Everything any man could ever dream to find in a woman.

It doesn’t take much kissing and touching for her to be ready again, and I dig into my pants pocket for the condoms I put in my wallet when I was packing for this trip. Little did I know then how glad I’d be that I did.


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