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)
Oh Gran, I love you. My eyes fill with tears at the reality of this situation. How many more times will I get to see her? Spend time with her, laugh with her?
We both gently kiss her on the cheek. “Are you ok, Gran?” I whisper.
“I want you two to make an old lady happy,” she whispers as she smiles.
I nod. “Yes, Gran, of course.”
“I know you two are desperately in love. I want you to both stop this ludicrous charade and get back together.”
My eyes widen and Joshua shakes his head. “Gran,” he whispers.
Oh no, what’s he going to say? He might upset her. I can’t stand it. I butt in. “It’s ok, Gran. Joshua and I are working it out, we are trying to get back together.” He narrows his eyes at me and shakes his head.
She smiles broadly. “Really? I didn’t know. This is great news. I knew it. I always knew you would find your way back to each other,” she whispers.
I walk over to Joshua and put my arm around him to cement my story. Crap, he feels good. Why does he feel so damn good? Warm and hard, I feel my body soften with arousal.
His eyes flick to me in contempt. He grabs my hand, picks it up and kisses the back of it. I’m half scared he’s going to bite my finger off in anger. Oh shit, what am I doing? My eyes widen in fear. The door opens and two nurses walk in with a doctor and a trolley. “Sorry to interrupt, we will just be five minutes,” the doctor smiles.
Joshua and I smile politely and move to the back corner of the room, and he stands behind me. We both watch silently for a minute, and then I feel it. Joshua runs his finger from the base of my neck down my spine to my bottom where he grabs a handful of my behind. Holding onto my hips tightly, he slowly pulls my hair around my neck and he moves so he can whisper in my ear.
“So, you want to play happy family, do you, Natasha?” He gently nips my ear from behind and goosebumps scatter up my arms.
My eyes close as I am filled with desire.
“Do you want to go to pound town, baby?” He bites me gently again.
Oh, yes, I do. Yes, I do. He pulls my hips back so I can feel his erection digging into my behind and he gently bites my neck again.
“Are you aching to be filled, beautiful girl?”
YES. YES. YES. My body starts to pump with arousal. “Answer me,” he whispers.
My eyes close as I lose all coherent thought. “Yes,” I whisper.
“What do you want?” He kisses my neck again as he grinds his hips into me. Oh shit, I lose control as goosebumps scatter across my skin.
“You. Everything,” I whisper as I turn to kiss him.
He pulls back and smiles at me, as he raises an eyebrow. “You are like liquid nitrogen, Natasha,” he whispers.
“Burning hot on the outside. Freezing cold on the inside. Christopher was right, you are the fucking ice queen,” he sneers.
My eyes widen at his harsh words and I immediately step back from him in shock. He pulls away from me and rushes out of the room. My fury ignites. What!
“We will be back later, Gran,” I snap.
“Okay, dear.” She smiles as she looks at the nurse, oblivious to her asshole grandson and his bastard antics.
I storm out of the room and see Joshua standing over near the coke machine. I storm over.
“What the hell was that?” I snap. “Shut up,” he sneers.
“I will not shut up. Who in the hell do you think you are?” “Who in the hell do you think you are?” he snaps.
“I’m over it,” I yell.
“Stop this immediately.” Robert’s voice cracks through the room. Oh shit, we both look around to see we have an audience. Joshua narrows his eyes and pulls me by the arm into the fire escape stairway door.
“I’m not finished with this conversation,” he yells as the door slams behind us.
“I am,” I yell.
“Listen here, you spoilt little bitch. You will not tell me you are over it, because I am the one who is fucking over it.” He jerks me with his grip on my arm, so I am up against the wall. He leans into my face. “I will not lie to my dying grandmother about our fucked-up relationship.” He jerks me closer again.
His proximity steals my ability to speak and my eyes flick to his lips. He jerks me again but says nothing; his eyes widening, he feels it too. I can feel the heat emanating from his strong body. I put my head back up against the wall as I am filled with want, want for him and what his body can give to me. I’ve so missed this beautiful man. He bends and, starting at the base of my neck, licks up to my jaw. His hand is still painfully tight on my arm, his other hand moves up to my breast and he kneads it as he bites again. His lips linger on my neck. Oh boy, mechanical meltdown.