Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Yes,” she whispers, and it’s the way her eyes linger on my lips that drives me wild. “Make me yours.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.” I step back, giving her a teasing grin before I lean in to crush my lips against hers. The kiss is electric, igniting that fire inside me once more. She melts against me, responding with a hunger that takes my breath away, and I can feel every inch of her curvy body pressing against mine.
The kiss deepens, and all thoughts of self-control fly out the window; I need her more than I need my next breath. I pull away slightly, panting softly. “Mine.” The word hangs heavy in the air, filled with raw emotion and a hint of dominance.
“Yours,” she breathes, her gaze locking onto mine.
“Tonight is just the beginning,” I promise, and there’s a wild thrum running through my body as I lean in again, capturing her warmth. I can’t hold back.
After laying her on my plaid comforter, I step back and rip away my clothes. Her eyes widen as she stares at my naked chest. Her gaze moves down the front of my body, causing my cock to harden painfully. I reach down and wrap my hand around it, slowly stroking while she watches.
I fucking love feeling her eyes moving over my body. When she attempts to drag her sweater over her head, I stop her. “Leave your clothes on. I get to remove them,” I growl as I increase the pace of my strokes.
She bites that bottom lip again while dropping back on the bed.
The eager, inviting look in her eyes sends my animalistic instincts into overdrive. The air thickens with tension as my inner polar bear urges me to hurry the fuck up. There’s something intoxicating about the way she’s sprawled out, and every logical thought I had escapes me as I prowl toward her like a predator zeroing in on its prey.
She watches me with those dazzling eyes, a mix of excitement and nervousness flaring between us. I pick up on the slight catch of her breath as I lean in, and damn if it doesn’t just fan the flames of desire raging in my chest. “I need you,” I growl, my voice low and gravelly, thick with the promise of what’s to come.
“Have me,” she whispers back, that confident spirit of hers shining through.
With deliberate slowness, I hook my fingers into her yoga pants, pulling them down her legs, each inch feeling like a mile as I savor the moment. The way her skin glows under the dim light makes my pulse race faster, and I can’t help but revel in the sight of her. My inner bear roars his approval. My mate is fucking stunning.
“Gabe,” she breathes, her voice a mix of anticipation and yearning, and it only makes me want her more.
I can’t rush this. I want her completely addicted to my touch. I pause, letting my fingers glide up her legs, feeling every curve, every smooth inch of her skin. Then I reach for her sweater, slowly dragging it over her head, exposing her frilly white bra.
The sight sets my blood on fire as I drink her in. Each breath feels charged as I pull back slightly, letting my gaze travel over her body, memorizing the masterpiece, every detail burned into my brain for all eternity.
Leaning closer again, I let my breath caress her ear as I whisper, “You’re goddamn gorgeous.” Sexual tension swirls around us, causing my heart to pound with urgency.
She gives a shy, teasing smile. “You’re not too bad yourself,” she counters, her confidence radiating even as her cheeks flush with color.
With a grin, I dip my head to tease a kiss against her collarbone. “I’m about to become a whole lot better,” I growl softly as I let my hands explore. Just the way her skin feels against my fingertips is intoxicating. It’s pure, unfiltered desire, and I want to claim every bit of it.
The tension in the room thickens like smoke, and in this space, nothing else matters. It’s just me and her, consumed by the heat of our mating. "You ready for this?" I whisper, leaning back slightly to catch her gaze, wanting to see that fire reflect in her eyes.
“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life,” she breathes, and that’s all the answer I need.
She leans up on her elbows and watches as I crawl over her sweet body, nipping my way along her luscious curves. My inner polar bear stretches under my skin, ordering me to hurry up and make Louisa mine, but I ignore the fucker. As I kiss her sweet lips, my rock-hard cock brushes against her soft skin sending tingles racing down my spine.
I place soft kisses on her collarbone and down her chest. She digs her nails into my back as I kiss and nip both of her sweet tits. When I drag one of her nipples into my mouth, she sighs my name. Fuck. I’m not going to last long.