Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Suddenly, he crouched then reached under the bed, pulling out the vibrator.
She stared at it in horror.
“Well, I wonder how that got down there,” he drawled. “Something you want to tell me?”
“I want to have sex,” she blurted out.
He raised his eyebrows as he stared at her. “What?”
“I want to have sex,” she told him. “I got out the vibrator to see how it felt.”
“You used the vibrator?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No, I chickened out and rang Clem for advice.”
“You rang Clem for advice on using a vibrator?” He turned it off and placed it on the bedside table. “Why didn’t you come to me?”
“Umm,” she said.
“Lily, why didn’t you ask me?”
“Because I wasn’t sure what you’d say. You seem to think that that I’m now too fragile for sex.”
“I was trying to take it slow, so I didn’t scare you.”
“Well, don’t!” she cried.
“All right,” he said with a sexy look on his face. “I won’t.”
And then he stripped off his shirt.
Holy. Hell. No matter how many times she saw that chest, she still felt like she was turning into a puddle of goo.
The man was ripped, tattooed, and gorgeous.
Grasping hold of her hips, he lifted her, placing her on the bed.
They were doing this. Really doing this.
She swallowed heavily as he moved over her, so he was kneeling with his legs on either side of hers. Then he placed his hands on the headboard behind her and bent down. She rested back against the pillows as he kissed her. It started off soft, and then it became something far more heated, more sexy, and much more decadent. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him even closer. She wanted more.
He lightly bit her lower lip before moving his mouth along her jaw with light kisses.
“What color?” he asked.
It took a few seconds for her brain to catch up to what he was saying.
She thought about it for a long moment. “Green.”
He drew back and stared down at her. “Green? You sure, baby? You’re ready to do this? Ready for me?”
“I feel like I am,” she said. “I don’t know that I won’t freak out at some stage, but I know what I’m doing, I know where I am, and I know who you are. And I also know that if I need you to stop, you will.”
“That’s my good girl,” he said. “And if at any time you need that, you are to tell me. We’re going to take things nice and slow and gentle, but it doesn’t have to happen today. If all we do is some kissing and cuddling, then I’m fine with that.”
She groaned. “Well, I’m not fine with that. I want more.”
He grinned down at her. “Does my baby need to come?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “I’m dying here.”
“Well, we can’t have you dying, can we? Because I can’t live without you.” He moved back, grasping her around the hips, pulling her down so she lay on her back.
“I’ll have to see what I can do to resuscitate you.”
Hell yes, some serious resuscitation was needed.
He reached for the bottom of the shirt, then held it for a moment as he stared down at her, as though he was asking for permission. And then she realized he actually was.
Harvey wasn’t a guy who asked for permission from anyone before doing something that he wanted to do. The fact that he would pause and check in with her told her more than anything else how right this was, how he was the man that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and that she could trust him with everything.
So she nodded. “Please.”
He stripped her off, so she was just lying there in a pair of lacy underwear. She tensed for a moment, wondering if she’d feel objectified or as though she was under a microscope. Being viewed like this might have brought up bad memories if Harvey’s hands didn’t start to play with her, to touch her with gentle reverence.
In every touch, she could feel his love, his adoration, and his desire.
“Keep your eyes open and on me, baby,” he told her. “I want you to know it’s me touching you. I want you to know it’s me here with you.”
She nodded, and he started kissing his way down her body. He paused at her nipples, spending so much time with them that frustration filled her.
She thrust her hips up, trying to get some friction against her clit. “More. Give me more.”
“Hush now, baby. We’re taking this slow, remember?”
“What if I don’t want to take this slow? What if I’m ready for fast and hard?”
“Well, what if I’m not?” he asked. “What if I want to savor every moment of touching you?”
She gave him a grouchy look. “I’m fairly certain that you just want to torture me.”