Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
I frown. “Umm” I turn to the boys and wince. “Where are you going?” one of my guards asks him. “To the roof,” he answers flatly, obviously annoyed.
“We will search the roof and then you can go,” the guard replies as I swallow uncomfortably again.
They head up the stairs to the roof and Nicholas and I stand still on the steps.
“Is this normal?” he snaps as he fiddles with my fingers in his hand.
I nod. “Yes, unfortunately,” I reply quietly.
He shakes his head in frustration. “I think you are safe here.”
“Maybe I’m in more danger now than ever,” I breathe as my eyes search his.
He smirks sexily at the double meaning. “Maybe you are.” He runs his hand over my chest and goosebumps cover my flesh as his touch puts me on fire. His dark eyes hold mine.
“Clear,” we hear from the top of the stairs and the moment is broken. I pull my eyes from his gaze. He grabs my hand again and we walk up the stairs where we arrive to a rooftop terrace with a garden. Fairy lights hang strung in a zigzag across the top from poles and large timber benches scatter the space. “This is nice.” I smile as I look around.
He smiles warmly as he runs his hand down my face. “Like you.”
I smile. “I’m really not that nice.”
“I beg to differ.” He leans in closer to me.
“Why did you bring me up here?” I ask.
He smiles. “I’m hoping you’re going to kiss me again.”
I smirk. “Oh, really.”
“Yes, really.” He bites his lip to stifle his smile.
“I told you I don’t fuck around Nicholas,” I whisper.
“I don’t want a man who fucks around. I want someone to make love to me when he feels enough emotion to do so.”
My heart stops.
“And I want that person to be you, Adrian,” he whispers. “You do?”
“I do,” he whispers as his eyes drop to my lips.
I can’t help it. I don’t have any willpower left. I lean in and grab the back of his neck and pull him into me as I kiss him gently. His lips are soft and hard and…fucking perfect.
Natasha
An hour later I am dancing with the girls and I feel Joshua’s heat before I see him. My love has come to dance with me. The girls dance off through the crowd as Joshua’s strong hands envelope my waist from behind, and he kisses me slowly over my shoulder. As our bodies move together I can feel his hardness behind me, his breath in my ear, his hands close to obscene as they run over my hipbones and up to my breasts and down my arms.
Joshua bends his knees as he pushes his erection into my back and starts to slowly suck on my neck as his hands slide up and down the sides of my body. My eyes close as my head drops back to his shoulder and I gently sigh.
“I’m taking you home, beautiful slut,” he whispers into my ear as he bites it.
“Mmm,” I reply with my eyes still closed.
“Now or I am going to take you on the dance floor.”
My dilated eyes meet his. “Take me here. I want you to fuck me here,” I whisper.
He turns me and pulls me close to him as he growls into my neck. “Do you have any idea what I am going to do to you tonight?” His tongue plunges into my mouth and I whimper as I hold off an orgasm. “How hard you are going to cop it?” he growls.
“Mmm,” I groan as I rub my groin into him. “I need it hard, baby, give it to me as hard as you can,” I whisper as I run my tongue through his open mouth.
“I need to fuck until we are both raw.”
My eyes close. “I’m aching for you to fill me,” I purr as I feel a distinct throb between my legs.
“That’s it, we are leaving.” He turns and pulls me off the dance floor by the hand and back over to the others. He signals to the bodyguards to get the cars; I stand still on the spot as I try to catch my breath. Cameron hands us both drinks and Joshua regrettably takes his and I smile. “Thank you,” I mouth. Everybody is talking around us but Joshua and I stand staring at each other, off in our own little world. My eyes drop down the beautiful man in front of me. White tight tank stretched over his rippled torso, green camouflage army pants that are bulging at the groin, green cap, dog chains and big black boots, dark sensual eyes. One could not even imagine having this as a sight to look at, dream about…let alone love. I’ve died and gone to heaven.
“Will you just go?” Abbie snaps into my ear. I frown at her in question.