Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
I was about to say something smart to her and growl at my men who were eating her cake like a fucking wolf pack but then I overheard what she was saying to one of my guys.
7
Devlin
“Did I just hear you say you went back into the house after the fire started?” She jumped at my raised voice looking guilty as hell. I advanced on her and she started inching backwards the closer I got. She wasn’t saying shit now, not once she got a look at my eyes.
“Of all the stupid….” I lit into her ass but good. I thought I had her until she got her back up and started poking me in the chest.
“Now see here you overgrown ape. I read somewhere that that’s the first thing you’re supposed to grab.”
“That’s if you’re already in the house nitwit.” Her eyes damn near exploded out of her head at that one. I glared my men out of the room for their disrespectful snickers and they all left after giving her high praise for her cake. Greedy fucks!
I turned my attention back to her now that the room was clear. “Are you really that stupid?” I was standing close enough for our noses to touch. That’s if I bent myself in half to reach her short ass level.
“Don’t you call me stupid you jerk. If you hadn’t messed with me this morning I wouldn’t have been so distracted that I forgot to turn off the fireplace. So when you think about it, this is all your fault.”
That finger was doing its best to poke holes in my chest. I wasn’t worried about that shit though. Nope, I was more worried about my dick that was heading straight for her middle from behind my zipper.
The shit had started ever since she sat up in the snow and started giving me shit. “I think it happened because you’re a brainless twit who doesn’t think before she acts.”
She geared up to blast me, but as she brought her hand up the back of her fingers brushed against my cock and before you know it I had her pressed up against one of those countertops with my tongue halfway down her throat.
She was soft and plush, that’s the first thought that came into my head. Followed closely by the realization that I’d snatched her off her feet and had her pretty much sitting on my cock through the rough denim of my jeans and the soft cotton of her sweats.
Somebody was making growling noises and it sounded like a wild animal had been trapped in the room. My hands worked their way under her tee-shirt and found bare warm skin. Mercy!
She sighed around my tongue and I felt her tummy tremble. I worked my fingers up until they traced the edge of her bra while she sucked on my tongue and tried climbing my dick.
My shit was at leaking point and I couldn’t resist rubbing it into her wishing like fuck that there was nothing between us. It’s when she made a desperate sound in her throat that I came to my senses and pulled back.
“Fuck!” Who knew that she’d go up like that? She looked up at me, chest heaving, lips bee stung and her creamy skin sheened with a light sweat generated by the heat in our bodies.
“Damn baby.” That look was pure sex. And not the clean vanilla kind that you would still have no shame sitting down to breakfast with your mother after. This girl was looking at me like she would break my dick off at the base if given a chance. Fuck!
I dove back into her mouth for another mind numbing kiss because I couldn’t help myself before pulling back again. Now it was my turn to stare down at her like I was seeing her for the first time.
And then I did what I always do when it comes to her. What I’d only just realized is what I do when dealing with her. I ran. Not tuck tail and ran-ran. But I turned and walked away from her without a backward glance.
JOYANN
Shit on a stick, what the hell was that? I sat on the countertop until I could feel my legs again not to mention other unmentionable places. My lips stung, and my skin, especially where he’d touched me on my stomach, felt like he’d singed me.
I looked at the doorway where he’d disappeared a good five minutes ago in amazement, still with that look of wonder on my face. What just happened? How did we go from tearing into each other to that…what was that exactly?
I still didn’t have an answer three hours later when I’d got most of the cleanup done. The hardest part was sucking up the water the fire hose had left. The soot on the walls was no big deal, just time consuming.