Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
“You smelled fine,” I say. “You smelled…like you.”
“And you smelled like you,” she says, shifting onto her knees, bringing her now wet breasts bobbing above the surface. The lace is now completely see-through, and I’m fully erect beneath the water.
I can’t stay here, or my hands will be on her, and I can’t make a run for the door without her knowing exactly why I’m bolting. Still, I’m about to do it—let her see what a weak-willed bastard I am—when she shifts forward, her hands braced on either side of the tub beside me, bringing her lips inches from mine.
“And the smell of you is enough to make me wet,” she whispers, making my jaw clench and my entire body burn. I want to touch her so badly it’s physically painful, but I’m still determined to get out of this tub, when she adds, “That’s why being friends isn’t going to work anymore. I realized that as I was changing clothes and just seeing your boxer briefs sitting in a drawer made me want to touch myself.”
“Binx,” I rasp, her name a prayer for her to have mercy on me.
“I know you are firmly against being more than friends,” she continues, “and I respect that. I don’t agree with you, but…it’s obvious you’re not going to change your mind. So, it seems like our only choice is to go our separate ways.”
I don’t want to go our separate ways. I want to drag her to my bedroom and keep her there for the next thirty years, but I can’t. It wouldn’t be fair to either of us.
So, even though the words feel like they’re ripping my heart out of my chest, I say, “You’re probably right.”
Sadness flashes across her pretty face, but it’s gone by the time she nods and says, “I thought you’d agree. Which means there’s only one thing left to decide.” She shifts even closer, until her breasts are inches from my chest, her knees are between my thighs, and I’m so hard it feels like my balls might explode. “Do we spend the next two days avoiding each other as best we can while sharing a tiny cabin?” She leans in, brushing her nose against mine, her breath warm on my lips. “Or do we say goodbye with orgasms? I don’t know about you, but I vote—”
Before she can finish the sentence, my fingers are around her neck, dragging her mouth against mine for a brutal kiss.
Chapter 13
BINX
I’ve always wanted a man to kiss me like he was starved for me, like he was near death and his only hope of survival lay in the friction of our mouths waging gentle war as we press closer, closer, straining to crawl inside each other’s skin.
Seven is definitely kissing me like that.
Like he can’t get enough of me, like he’ll never get enough.
His tongue hot against mine, his beard prickling my chin, the way his fingers thread into my hair, cradling my head as he devours me—it’s all electric. Intoxicating. Better than anything I could have imagined before the moment his lips met mine.
I arch closer, pressing my breasts against his chest, moaning as the friction from the wet lace sends another jolt of arousal straight between my legs. I don’t feel my wounds at all anymore. When I first stepped into the water, there was a little stinging, but now I’m too high on endorphins to care.
I’ve never been this turned on this fast.
A part of me is ready to strip out of my panties and straddle him beneath the water, but the other part knows better than to rush. If this is the only time I get to be with Seven, I want to make it last.
I want to remember every magical second…
Pulling back the slightest bit, easing off the gas, I run my hands over the crisp hairs on his chest, relishing the powerful feel of him beneath my palms. His lips leave mine, searing a trail across my jawline as his fingers mold to my ribs just beneath the surface of the water.
“You taste like the forest,” he rumbles into my ear, making me shiver and my nipples tighten until they’re burning for his touch.
“I guess that’s a good thing?” I murmur, biting my lip to hold back another moan as he drops one hand to squeeze my ass beneath the water.
“It’s a perfect thing, real and wild,” he says, dragging his teeth lightly along my throat before he adds, “I’m pretty sure I want to fuck you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”
I exhale a turned-on sound of relief that becomes a groan as he pulls my panties to one side and pushes two fingers deep inside me. “Oh God, Seven,” I gasp, shivers of pleasure vibrating from my core to the tips of my fingers and toes. “Yes, I want you so much.”