Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 44342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Her eyes widen and her mouth opens, but she quickly closes it. She blinks and shakes her head.
I gesture toward the couch. “Do you want to sit down?”
She sits on the edge of the couch cushion, and she looks nervous, so I take the chair across from her. I tell myself she’s young and that she’s my teammate’s daughter. I tell myself that taking her upstairs will complicate everything. None of it changes the fact that I can’t stay away from her. Unable to sit this far away, I move to the coffee table and sit directly in front of her so her legs are between mine. She leans toward me, and I let my hands slide slowly up her outer thighs. She sighs, and my whole body goes rigid. I already know we would be good together. “What are you doing here, Nicole?”
Her eyes widen, and she pulls back slightly. “I thought… I mean, I thought we…”
When she starts to stand up, I tighten my hands around her legs, holding her in place. “That’s not what I mean. I’m asking what you want.”
She searches my face before whispering, “You.” The word goes straight through me, and I swear my dick goes stiff.
I want to tell her that if we do this, I won’t be able to hide it from the world forever. I know she isn’t ready to hear that, though. She wants this as much as I do, but I can’t imagine touching her and not thinking of her as mine afterward. “We can wait,” I tell her.
She shakes her head. “No.”
“Nicole.”
“I don’t want to wait.”
I study her face, looking for fear or uncertainty, but all I see is need. “You don’t have to prove anything to me.”
“I know.” She reaches forward and grips my shirt. “I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for me and because I want you.”
My control starts to slip, but I hold on to it. “If you change your mind at any point, all you have to do is tell me.”
“I will.”
“If something hurts, you tell me.”
“I will.”
“And if I’m moving too fast—”
She cuts me off by leaning forward and kissing me.
For one second, I don’t move. Then her tongue brushes against mine, and every ounce of restraint I have snaps.
I rise from the coffee table and pull her up with me. My hands go to her waist, and she wraps her arms around my shoulders. I kiss her deeply, taking my time even though it’s the last thing I wanna do. She presses closer, and I can feel her soft curves against me. “Still sure?” I ask against her mouth.
She smiles against my lips. “Yes.”
I kiss her again before bending and lifting her into my arms. She lets out a gasp and circles her legs around my waist. “I can walk.”
“I want to carry you.”
I take her upstairs and set her carefully on her feet beside the bed. I need to see her face and for her to understand that this isn’t something I’m rushing through. My hands settle on her hips. “Last chance to tell me to slow down.”
She reaches for the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head. “I’m not telling you to slow down.”
My whole body tightens as she runs her palms over me. When her nails scrape against my chest, I catch her wrists and groan. “You keep doing that and this is going to be over before it starts.”
She smiles. “Please… you’re Guy Brody. I know you have more control than that.”
“Not with you.”
I release her hands and reach for the hem of her shirt. “Can I?”
She nods and raises her arms. I pull the shirt over her head and let it fall to the floor. For a moment, I can only stare. Her hands move toward her stomach like she’s trying to cover herself, and I catch them before she can. “Don’t.”
Her cheeks turn pink. The lights are off, but there is a stream of moonlight coming through the open shades. “Guy…”
“You don’t have to hide from me. I want to see you. All of you.”
I kiss her before she can argue. My hands slide down her sides, over her waist and hips, learning every inch of her. When I cup her breasts, she arches toward me with a soft moan. “Okay?” I ask.
She lets out a shuddered breath. “Yes.”
I kiss my way down her neck as I work the clasp of her bra loose. When it falls away, I pull back long enough to look at her.
“Guy.”
“You’re beautiful.”
She shakes her head like she doesn’t believe me, so I show her. I lower my mouth to her breast, and the sound she makes has my knees nearly giving out. I take my time with her, kissing and tasting her until she’s gripping my shoulders and saying my name.