Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
“Girl, get out of here,” he warned.
With a startled yelp, she closed the door bathroom. He shook his head.
Brat.
After peeing and cleaning up, he stomped into the other room.
Where was she?
He was going to give her a damn good scolding. Glancing around, he found her crouched on the other side of the bed.
“You’re in such trouble, little girl.” He jumped onto the bed and she let out a startled cry, scuttling around the corner of the bed on her hands and knees. Which made her ass wiggle delightfully. He slapped it lightly and she let out a startled yelp.
Shit. Fuck.
Then she giggled again and shock filled him.
So maybe he didn’t scare her. At. All.
Mind you . . . he hadn’t told her who he really was. And she didn’t have the best sense of self-preservation.
Plus, he’d been keeping his darker side back. Even when he’d taken care of those assholes in the alleyway, he’d restrained himself. Not because he cared about those dicks, they’d deserved everything they’d gotten.
And eventually, he’d dealt with them.
Now, they would never hurt another woman.
Yeah, they’d definitely deserved what they’d gotten. But he was glad now that he’d held back. He was certain she wouldn’t be here with him if she knew what he was capable of. That he’d gone after those assholes who’d grabbed her and taken them out after torturing their friend.
Nope, he knew she’d freak out.
There was no way she’d trust him in her space.
As she tried to crawl away to the sofa, he jumped off the bed and scooped her up. She squealed, laughing and trying to fight him off.
“Shh,” he warned. “We don’t want your neighbors calling the cops.”
“Nobody around here calls the police.”
Fuck. He didn’t like the reminder of where she lived. He dumped her down onto the bed and climbed over her. Then he pinned her hands to the bed above her.
He watched her carefully for any hint that she was scared. But she just stared up at him, her eyes dancing.
“Do you like being pinned down, girl?” he asked.
“I don’t know . . . I think so.”
“You’ve never been bound? Never had someone tie you up?”
“No, but it sounds fun.”
He blinked, staring down at her. “You’re not scared?”
“Oh. I’m meant to be? Then no, that doesn’t sound like fun and I’d rather not. Thank you.”
“So polite for such a naughty girl,” he said. “Not tonight, but maybe when you trust me more.”
“I trust you a lot, considering I just met you,” she whispered. “Bit spooky, really. I don’t usually let strange men into my place.”
“Good, but I’m really not very strange.”
She grinned. “Are you sure about that? You did have a bow around your dick.”
“Such a brat. You’re lucky you’re cute. And that my dick likes you.”
“It’s the tracksuit, makes me irresistible.”
“Trust me, baby. It’s what’s in the tracksuit that makes you irresistible.”
“You sweet talker you.”
He really wasn’t. But the fact that she didn’t know who he was . . . it was refreshing.
And yeah, okay, he wanted to keep her from knowing for a bit longer.
He leaned back onto his knees and reached for the buttons on his shirt, undoing them slowly.
Fuck, the way she watched him.
It was like he was some sort of God. She stared at him hungrily. She started to sit, but he shook his head.
“Stay there, girl. Until I say you can move.”
A flush crept across her cheeks, but there was heat in her eyes. “Okay.”
He pulled the shirt off completely, chucking it aside, which wasn’t like him. Usually, he put everything away meticulously.
But right now, he had better things to do.
She stared up at him, studying every inch she could see. Lord, the man was fine.
Broad shoulders, thick biceps, that tattooed chest. And she hadn’t even gotten to the goods yet.
Okay, she probably wasn’t meant to call his dick ‘the goods.’
But when she got to touch his cock, her entire body wanted to scream, ‘oh goodie.’
Did people still say that?
“What are you thinking, girl?”
“That you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Those dark eyes took her in and she blushed in embarrassment. Why hadn’t she gotten changed into something else? Anything else? Even her pajamas, which had images of French Bulldogs in silly poses, were probably sexier than what she was wearing right now.
“Now, I do believe I owe you something,” he murmured.
Ooh, she was hoping he’d get to that. “An orgasm? Is it an orgasm? I really hope so.”
He stared down at her in surprise.
Whoops. She’d probably sounded a bit too eager.
Play it cool, Maeve.
Even if you don’t have the first idea of how to be cool. You got to fake it until you make it.
It was so hard, though, when she didn’t have a cool bone in her body.
“Um, I mean, do you? What is it?”
“Does someone need to come?” he murmured, reaching for her pants and tugging them down over her hips and legs.