Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“I want you inside me,” she said, voice deep with need. “Now, please,” she cried, her need stripping me bare.
Before I could even start to give her what she needed, her guilty hands were working my belt free, then undoing my button and zip, before reaching inside to grab my cock and stroke me. Once, twice.
A groan escaped me as I reached for my wallet, pulling out a condom.
She whimpered as she lost my fingers.
But as soon as we were protected and my cock rubbed up her cleft, she lost all her objections.
“Tell me again,” I demanded as she rocked shamelessly against me. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you,” she said, hands grabbing my ass, trying to force me downward.
“No, that’s not what you said.”
Her little whimper went right to my cock.
“I want you inside me. Now,” she said, wrapping her leg around my hip, opening herself up to me.
“Like this?” I asked, slamming deep inside her with one hard thrust.
She gasped my name like a lifeline, and God help me, I clung to it like one.
“Y…yes,” she cried, her thighs shaking.
I didn’t think. I reacted. Muscle, heat, instinct.
It wasn’t sweet. It wasn’t slow. It was both of us coming undone together.
Her moans were coming—loud and desperate—with each hard thrust.
“You’re taking me so fucking good,” I groaned against her ear. “That’s it,” I said as she tightened around me, getting close. I pulled back, watching her face—her dark eyes heavy with need, her cheeks flushed, her lips plump from mine. “No, open your eyes,” I demanded. “I want to watch you as you come for me.”
A desperate gasp escaped her as her whole body tightened.
“That’s it. Let me feel you squeeze my cock.”
Then she did, crying out my name as she came, her whole body shuddering with the intensity of it.
I fucked her through it before slamming deep and coming too.
She clung to me afterward, her breath coming in sharp, frantic gasps.
“You okay?” I murmured when I finally came back to my own mind, realizing how rough I’d been with her, how out of control.
She managed a tight little nod, her body racked with aftershocks.
“You sure?” I asked, slipping backward to tilt her chin up to watch her face.
Her eyes fluttered open. And all I saw was pure, raw vulnerability. Just for a split second. Then it was gone as her gaze slid away. She gave me another nod, then buried her face in my neck, clinging to me with her arms and the leg still wrapped around me.
Something inside me tugged at her softness.
Reaching down, I lifted her up into my arms, then turned and carried her to the couch.
I dropped down, holding her across my lap, my hands gliding over her soft skin.
“Was that too much?” I asked, worried I’d fucked things up by being so careless with her.
“No,” she whispered. Then, as if to reassure me, she leaned in to press a little kiss to my neck. “I think we both needed that.”
“Well, I know why I did,” I said, getting a little laugh out of her. “Why did you?”
“I got a little too in my head today,” she admitted, but didn’t seem to want to elaborate beyond that. “Can’t think at all now,” she added.
Was the smile that tugged at my lips smug? Yeah. But, clearly, I’d earned it.
Whatever I’d been about to say fell away at the sound of Goya scratching and whining at the door.
“Looks like we need to take him for a walk before heading off to Zen’s place.”
“I can come?” she asked, hopeful.
“Of course. You get dressed. I’ll be right back.”
I pushed her off my lap, then made my way into the bathroom to clean up and get myself sorted.
When I made it back out, she was dressed, had her bag on her shoulder, and was reaching to click Goya’s leash on.
“Do I need anything else?” she asked, looking toward her.
“Only if you want it. I’ve got us covered,” I told her, flashing my holster and gun.
She nodded and left her gun.
Like she completely trusted me to take care of her.
It wasn’t something that came naturally to her after everything she’d been through with Matt.
I would move fucking heaven and earth to prove I was worthy of that trust.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Blair
Okay.
It seemed safe to assume that it wasn’t regret or lack of attraction that made things tense earlier that morning. It was probably just the same uncertainty I felt that made him kind of distant.
After he charged into the apartment and completely lost control with me, it was clear I wasn’t the only one who’d really enjoyed our other little tryst.
The taxi hit a pothole, making the lingering soreness from our rough sex ratchet up.
Nico reached out, giving my thigh a squeeze and an apologetic look.
But I didn’t regret it, not in the least.