Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Standing at the railing, I blinked away the seascape painting forming in my head and murmured, “This house is amazing.”
“I don’t know.” He twisted around to look inside the bedroom behind us. “I think it could use a feminine touch now that I have a fiancée.”
The ease with which he tossed that description around was a little worrisome…mostly because of how much I enjoyed hearing him call me his fiancée.
“Give yourself some credit for it not looking at all like the typical bachelor pad.”
He pulled me against his chest, his eyes heated as he stared down at me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think the mere mention of another guy’s home—in general, not even anyone in particular—made him a little jealous.
“I don’t think holding hands is going to cut it if we want to sell this story to your grandfather.” His hand glided up my spine to grip the back of my neck. “We should practice kissing too.”
My lips parted on a surprised gasp when he lowered his head, and his tongue swept inside my mouth to tangle with mine. I wasn’t sure what to expect from my first real kiss, but it definitely wasn’t for it to cause an inferno of need to crash over my body.
My legs trembled, so I pressed closer and gripped his shoulders for balance. Jeremy responded by tilting my head back to deepen the kiss, making me gasp again.
He ripped his mouth from mine. “Fuck, baby. You can’t keep making sounds like that when I’m barely holding on to my control.”
“Then you shouldn’t kiss me like that.” I tugged on his shoulders to pull his mouth back down. “I can't help how I react. I’ve never experienced anything like this before.”
“McKenna,” he groaned, dropping his forehead against mine. “Saying shit like that only makes it worse.”
“Sorry.” I blinked up at him, not the least bit apologetic. Instead, I felt a surge of feminine satisfaction over knowing that I had the ability to make a man like Jeremy lose control.
“What happens next is up to you, baby. If you want me to stop, take a step back so I can get myself under control.” His fingers dug into my hips, letting me know that wasn’t what he hoped I would do before he added, “Or stay right where you are and tell me you want me even half as badly as I need you.”
“I do want you,” I whispered.
“Thank fuck.” He swept me into his arms before stalking back inside and over to the bed. He gently laid me on the mattress and planted his hands on either side of my chest as he bent low. When his face was only inches from mine, he growled, “Walking away from you after getting a taste of your mouth would’ve been the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”
I shivered at the sensual promise in his deep voice, and the corners of his lips curved into a satisfied smile. Then he trailed a palm down the center of my body to cup my core through my shorts. “And now I’m going to find out if your pussy is just as sweet.”
My hips instinctively lifted off the mattress to press closer to his hand, making him chuckle. The sound sent goose bumps across my skin that he traced with his lips as he kissed my neck to give me another kiss before he stripped off my shirt and shorts and tugged my sandals from my feet.
As he stared down at me with heated hazel eyes, I tugged his dress shirt from his pants and slipped my hands underneath to stroke his broad chest. “It’s not fair if I’m the only one who’s naked.”
“Don’t worry, baby. There won’t be anything between us soon enough.” After kicking off his shoes, he shrugged out of his suit jacket and undid the buttons on his shirt. Leaving his pants alone, he reached under my back to flick open the clasp of my bra. “But first I need to get my fill of your pussy while I make you scream my name.”
Holy heck. That was so hot, my panties might’ve spontaneously combusted if he hadn’t been sliding them down my legs.
When I was sprawled out naked on the mattress, Jeremy climbed next to me and growled, “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
The masculine appreciation in his gaze eased any discomfort I would have felt over being naked in front of a man for the first time. The growing bulge in his dress pants also helped. Knowing how much I turned him on was a heady feeling…and his size distracted me from my vulnerable position.
Not that I would’ve been able to worry about it—or anything really—when he pulled off my bra and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I was too busy experiencing the tug of pleasure that went from my breasts directly to my core.