Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Thanks, Greg.” I was a little sweaty as I made my way back to Holiday Grove and back to the farmhouse where I’d hardly seen Nix because she was basically living with Lee. I was happy for her but missed her, so I shot off a quick text.
Me: Am I gonna see you during this visit? Dinner? Lunch? Coffee?
With that done, I stripped out of my sweats and took another shower, and soon enough thoughts of Torey took over, forcing me to rub one out as I thought about her on her knees, those blue eyes smiling up at me while she took my cock between her lush lips. I came hard and fast before I soaped up, rinsed off, and stepped from the shower.
I had no plans for the day and no clue what Torey’s schedule was like. We had two days until the week of Valentine’s Day activities officially began, and already I was out of things to do. I thought about calling Torey, but the temptation she presented was too strong. I wanted her more than I expected—hell, more than I’d ever wanted any woman.
And that was problematic.
After a quick thigh massage, I stepped into a pair of jeans just as a loud, frantic knock sounded downstairs. I groaned and snatched my t-shirt off the bed before I—slowly—made my way down the steps and to the front door. Because it was Holiday Grove, I answered the door without looking and found Torey staring up at me with an unreadable expression on her face. “Torey.”
“Ryan.” My name left her lips on a heavy sigh as she stepped inside the house before I even invited her. “We should talk.”
“Now isn’t a good time.” My emotions were raw as they tended to be after physical therapy and thinking about my brothers out there, down a man or worse, trusting a man they didn’t know. Those thoughts combined with the issue of Torey had me feeling on edge.
“It’s never going to be a good time with you, I’m sure.” There was attitude in her tone, and I wondered what had prompted it. “Look, let’s just clear the air and then we never have to talk about this. Ever again.” She turned with her hands on her hips and studied me.
“Later,” I growled.
She huffed impatiently. “I’m not here to beg you to kiss me or be with me, Ryan. It’s clear that there’s an attraction here,” she motioned between us. “You don’t want it and that’s fine so we should clear the air and move on so we can get through this week without a lot of drama.”
“Torey! Now isn’t a good time.”
She pulled those plump pink lips into her mouth, and her nostrils flared as her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink. The hurt transformed into anger before my eyes, and she nodded. “Yeah. Okay, fine.” She shook her head. “I thought we could be adults about this, but clearly, I was wrong. Screw you, Ryan Murphy.” She shoulder-checked me as she walked past, and that was it.
My temper exploded. Instinctively, my hand reached out and gripped her wrist. “Torey.”
She gasped and looked over her shoulder at me. “Get your hands off me.” Her blue gaze darkened to midnight, but she made no move to free herself from my grasp. “Ryan.”
“Torey,” I growled and pulled her flush against mine as I stared at her pretty face. She was gorgeous with flushed cheeks, dilated pupils, and with her lips parted slightly. One hand slid up her neck until I cupped her face, and the other tangled in her black waves. I shouldn’t kiss her. This couldn’t go anywhere. But the desire in her eyes and the flush on her skin was too tempting to ignore. “Fuck!” The word left my mouth a heartbeat before my mouth crashed down on hers.
She moaned and slipped her tongue past my lips, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as she pushed her body closer to mine.
Desire coursed through me at her response, at how much this gorgeous woman wanted me. My cock hardened and pressed impatiently against my zipper. The need for her was too strong to ignore. One of my hands left her hair and slid down her back to cup her beautiful ass. I squeezed one cheek and then the other, groaning at how soft and feminine she felt.
Torey moaned again and unwrapped her arms from around me, sliding them both down my chest to my abs and then back up over my pecs. She took her time and explored every inch of my torso, releasing moan after moan, which I swallowed happily. Then she hooked her fingertips inside the waistband of my jeans, sliding them side to side as if she just needed to feel my skin.
“Torey,” I moaned into her mouth when she grabbed my cock through my jeans.