Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“I’m not leaving.” I shift my weight to one hip.
Clayton lifts a brow. “My pretty little one, have you not learned your lesson?” he purrs down at me.
I narrow my eyes at him, both hating the way he’s peering down at me from all the way up there, but also thinking he’s sexy as hell as he does it. His sensual lips are taunting me, while I should be telling him off for trying to leave Ally here with his little nutjob of a brother. I purse my lips and twist them up at him.
“What the heck is that supposed to mean?”
“Let me remind you,” he says, just before scooping me up and over his shoulder.
“Clayton,” I gasp. “Put me the f—”
He squeezes a tight hold of one of my globes, then slaps the cheek he’s squeezed. I yelp, clinging to his coat.
“I told you about that mouth, Sid. Cane’s not going to hurt her, and David will make sure she’s fine. We’re leaving,” he says firmly.
I clench my teeth to keep from saying the words on the tip of my tongue. I notice David move into the foyer as Clayton makes his way to the front door, with me balancing on his shoulder. David shakes his head, amusement written all over his face.
I’m completely mortified, but I’m also turned on. Yet, I’m still plotting to kick his ass when he puts me down. Enough is enough, Clayton will not continue to manhandle me whenever he feels like it.
I’m in a full rant in my head by the time he opens the door to the apartment, walks us inside and marches us to the master bedroom. My thoughts of handing him his ass turn to dust when he deliberately slides my body slowly down the front of his.
I feel him hard against me. When my eyes lock on his, all the air whooshes from my lungs. I’ve never, and I mean never, seen so much intensity in a man’s eyes.
“It’s that same fight and fire that draws me to you,” he says huskily.
Before I can reply, he captures my lips in a searing kiss that melts my bones and every single thought I have right along with it. I wrap my arms around his waist to anchor myself. My only thought is, how does a man devour you so completely while giving you life?
Chapter 13
I want to Know…
Clayton
I intended to kiss the fight right out of her, but I might have just set myself up for failure. I only meant to kiss her senseless. Yet now, I can’t think of anything other than savoring her lips.
I deepen the kiss, groaning into her mouth when she releases the sweetest moan I’ve ever heard. The warm skin of her back feels like silk beneath my palms. Her soft breasts are pressed against me in the most tempting way. I’m growing harder by the second.
Having her little curvy body next to mine, as I tower over her, fills me with a need I can’t even describe. I want to protect what’s mine while also wanting to claim her. I haven’t felt this way in years. Actually, I’ve never felt this way.
It’s the exact reason why I release my hold on her. I want too much and taking Sidney tonight wasn’t a part of my plan. I break the kiss and inhale deeply while staring down into her dazed gaze. Sidney looks punch drunk. I love that look on her face after I’ve kissed her thoroughly.
“Tonight, I want to get to know you and I want you to get to know me,” I breathe when my head clears.
Reaching to cup her face, I brush my thumb across her kiss-swollen lips. She’s so gorgeous. When the time comes, I’m going to cherish the sight of those lips wrapped around me.
I chuckle when she only stares back at me as if she’s lost. Removing my coat and suit jacket, I toss them toward the accent chair. I remove her cape as well, throwing it over my things.
Sidney watches my every move, her ample breasts heaving. “Come, baby.” I reach for her hand and walk her into the bathroom.
Before turning my attention back to her, I turn on the water in the bathtub. It seems she’s beginning to come out of her kiss-induced fog. I grin as her arms cross over her chest and that sass sparks in her eyes.
“How is this bathtub supposed to help you get to know me?” she says, lifting a brow at me.
I reach out to tug her toward me, sitting on the edge of the tub. I don’t say a word as I look up at her and unzip her gown. I watch as the fabric falls to the floor at her feet, revealing a strapless lace bra, sexy lace panties, and the most beautiful brown skin I’ve ever seen.