Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
A bark of laughter slipped free. “No, Pippa, I’m not saying that at all. But now we’re here, alone, and I want nothing more than to kiss you.”
She held up both hands. “Oh no. You’re dressed in a towel, Colt.”
I shrugged. “So.”
“So?” she asked with a laugh. “It’s been months since I’ve been with a man, and seeing you…”
She swept her hands up and down the length of my body.
“Seeing me?” I prompted.
“Well, it makes me a bit…”
I fought to keep the smile off my face. “A bit?”
“Stop doing that, Colt!”
“Doing what?” I asked with a laugh. “You’re the one not finishing your sentences.”
“Because I can’t think with you standing there naked!”
Glancing down, I said, “I’m not naked.”
“You might as well be. How can a girl even think with all that muscle on display? And that V thing you’ve got going on. It’s just pointing to your dick, which, I might add, I remember very well. My body’s humming right now, and…well…I can’t think straight!”
“I should go get dressed then.”
Ensley bit her lower lip.
“Or…” I let the word hang in the air.
Clearing her throat, Ensley asked, “Or what?”
With what I hoped was a wicked smile on my face, I replied, “I could help take away some of your nervousness.”
Her tongue swept across her lips as she stared at me. “How?”
I made my way closer and stopped just inches shy of her. “You said no sex.”
“On the first date. I don’t think this is a date.”
“No,” I purred. “It’s not a date.” Lifting my hand, I ran a finger down the side of her face. “We could do other things.”
Her breathing increased, and her voice sounded breathy as she asked, “What kinds of things?”
Taking her hand in mine, I walked her to the bedroom.
“Colt,” she warned.
“I promise, no sex.” Pointing to the chair in the corner, I said, “Sit down.”
Ensley bounced her eyes from the chair to me and back. She finally walked over and sat down.
I let my eyes drink her in. She was wearing sweatpants and a long-sleeved T-shirt that said: “Buy Me Books and Tell Me I’m Pretty.” Her blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, and she wore just the lightest bit of makeup. Ensley had always been so naturally beautiful.
“You wore the perfect thing for what I have planned.”
She gripped the arms of the chair as she raised one eyebrow. She was trying to play it cool, but I could see how heavily she was breathing. “What exactly do you have planned?”
My hands slid up her legs. “Do you want me to tell you or surprise you?”
Her mouth opened, but when I grabbed her sweats and yanked them down, she laughed. I pulled off her sneakers and tossed them to the side, then finished removing her sweats.
Reaching up, I pulled off her shirt and dropped it to the side. God, she was so gorgeous. Her body was curvier than the nineteen-year-old Ensley’s had been. Every soft, sexy inch filled my hands perfectly as I let them explore every part of her. He blue eyes turned dark when I ran my thumb over her lace-covered nipple.
Leaning in, I sucked it through the fabric and nearly came on the spot when Ensley moaned in pleasure. Sitting back on my heels, I drew in a deep breath.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Her tongue swept across her lips as I let my hands move softly over her thighs.
I ran my hands back up her legs, then spread them open, causing her to let out a soft gasp.
She wore pink lacy panties, and it was all I could do not to grab her and toss her onto my bed. Instead, I whispered, “Lift your hips, Pip,” as I slowly drew her panties down. I set them aside before taking one of her legs and putting it over the arm of the chair. I repeated the same thing with her other leg. Then I sat back and stared at her. She was clean-shaven—and she looked fucking delicious.
“God, you’re so fucking perfect. The number of nights I dreamed about doing this to you, I can’t even begin to tell you.”
“Colt,” she whispered, as she shifted in the seat. “If you make me beg…”
Smiling, I kissed the inside of her thigh. “Never would I make you beg.”
“Then do something!”
“I see some things never change, like how you lack patience.”
Moving slowly up her thigh, I blew softly on her clit.
“If you don’t do something soon, Colt, I’m going to take matters into my own hands.”
The second I buried my face between her legs, she cried out and slid her fingers into my hair.
She tasted like heaven. Better than any dream I could ever have. It didn’t take long before she was crying out my name as she came.
“Stop! Colt, stop!” she begged, pushing me away when I would have continued. Her head fell back, and she drew in long, deep breaths. “Oh my God! That felt amazing.”