Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
She hummed and stepped inside the shower, pulling the door closed behind her. “And let this opportunity pass me by? I think not. I just had to let my mom know I might not be home when she wakes up in the morning, and she interrogated me a bit until I came clean about where I was going when I didn’t have a job.”
“Oh, yeah?” I asked, reaching out to slide my hands along her ribcage. I let my palms move down over the dip in her waist to the curve of her hips. She sucked in a sharp breath when I yanked her so close, I couldn’t tell where her body ended and mine began. She fit against me fucking perfectly, all the pretty ink on her body clashing with mine. “Did you tell her you were coming here to get dicked down?”
She barked out a laugh, tossing her head back and revealing that pretty throat to me. Leaning down, I flicked my tongue over her damp skin, and she moaned softly. “I only told her I was coming to see you. The interrogation ended there.”
I smirked. “If only she knew how dangerous I was…” I murmured, leaning in to skim my lips over hers. Her mouth parted on a shaky exhale, and her nipples hardened, pressing against my upper abdomen. Even though she was taller than average for a woman, I still towered over her a bit.
“Danger is my middle name,” she whispered.
I growled and kissed her again, this time deeper and more thoroughly. I licked into her mouth, memorizing every smooth bit of flesh, the texture of her tongue, and how her teeth were aligned. I wanted to know every part of her. Commit her to memory. So on nights I didn’t have her, I could still feel like I did.
I was already fucking addicted.
She moaned, and her hands landed on my back. I groaned when she began running those calloused palms over my heated, damp skin. There was something about a woman having hands that showed how hard she worked that turned me the fuck on. And there was no denying that this bombshell of a woman worked hard for everything she had and everything she wanted.
She sucked in a sharp breath when I pressed her against the tiled wall. Ripping my mouth from hers, I lowered my head, sucking and licking at her damp neck and shoulder, leaving my marks all over her soft skin. Once tonight was over, anyone would be able to take one look at her and know she was a taken woman.
Solace clung to me, soft whimpers and moans spilling from her lips as I did my damnest to devour her.
I couldn’t get enough. I would never get enough.
“Julian…” she panted, her nails scouring my chest. “I didn’t come here to be teased.”
“I’m trying to take my time,” I growled. “I need to savor you, doll.”
She gripped my hair and pulled my head up. Her pupils were blown wide, almost completely taking over her gray irises. She licked her kiss-swollen lips, and it was by pure control I’d harnessed over years that I didn’t lean in and kiss her tantalizing mouth again.
“Savor me some other time,” she breathed. “I want you now.”
I arched a brow at her as I leaned back a little to look down at her. “Will there be another time?”
“Fuck yes,” she snapped, getting irritated with me. “Try running from me, Julian, and you’ll realize I’m just as unhinged as you are.”
I grinned at her, my smile purely fucking feral. “Say less, doll,” I growled. Then, I spun her around to face the wall. Gripping her hips, I yanked her ass back, then slipped my fingers between her thighs, moaning low in my throat when I found her soaked and ready for me.
“You on birth control?” I asked her. “Because I’m gonna be pissed if I have to get out of this shower to get a condom.”
“Yes, I’m on fucking birth control,” she snapped. “Stop fucking around, Jul—Oh!” she cried out when I slid my cock home inside her tight sheath without warning. She moaned, her head falling forward. She braced her arms against the wall as I eased out and drove back into her, groaning at how fucking good she felt.
“So perfect,” I rasped. “So hot and tight and wet. Your pussy is fucking crying for my dick, doll.”
She nodded, moaning like a whore as I fucked her hard and fast. Neither of us were going to last long. Already, I could feel her drawing closer to the edge. She was so wet, her pussy made a squelching sound every time I slammed my cock deep inside her.
“Need you to come for me, doll,” I growled, reaching around her to circle my fingers over her clit. She cried out, her pussy tightening around me. “That’s it,” I crooned. “Milk my cock. I need to come inside of you. Come on, doll.”