Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Maybe I jumped the gun, and this weekend won’t be so bad after all.
As I unlock the door and pull it open, a squeak of surprise escapes from me when I find the very person I was just thinking about looming on the other side of the threshold. My eyes widen and my pulse picks up its tempo when he steps toward me, invading my personal space. I retreat with the need to keep a safe amount of distance between us.
Except…is that even possible?
By the harsh look marring his expression, I don’t think so.
“What are you doing?” It takes every bit of self-control to keep the quaver from invading my voice and revealing my inner turmoil.
“Giving you a friendly reminder as to who owns you.”
My mouth turns cottony as I swallow down my nerves. “That’s not necessary.”
“Oh, but I think it is, and that’s all that matters.”
His fingers lock around my bicep before forcing me inside the cramped space. He releases one arm long enough to slam the door shut, making escape impossible. Once the lock clicks into place, he steers me backward until I’m pressed against the wall.
It’s only when I’ve been caged by his bigger body that his hands slide from my upper arms to my wrists. A shiver of arousal dances down my spine as he drags them above my head and pins them in place. My back arches and my breasts thrust outward until the tips are pressed against the sinewy strength of his chest.
My nipples tighten into hard little points. By the darkening of his eyes, my body’s response doesn’t escape him. Heat scalds my cheeks as I fight the humiliation and keep my chin lifted.
My reaction to him is always the same.
Instantaneous.
Like a punch to the gut.
It doesn’t give me much hope for the future.
Air escapes from my lungs in harsh pants. The sound of it echoes in my ears, drowning out everything else.
He smirks. “Already turned on, aren’t you?”
Dark desire ignites in his eyes. The various shades of gold and green are almost mesmerizing in their intensity. It wouldn’t take much to fall and drown within the fathomless pools. There are times when I wonder if it might be easier that way. To simply lose myself and never surface again. It takes effort to force those disconcerting thoughts from my brain.
He abruptly kicks my feet apart before shoving his thigh between my legs until it’s wedged against my core. A whimper of need escapes from me at the firm contact as my clit throbs an insistent beat.
“You didn’t answer the question.”
No…I didn’t.
And I don’t plan to. He knows exactly how he affects me. My admittance would only give him more ammunition.
When I remain silent, he nips my lower lip between his teeth, tugging on it until pain flares to life. With our gazes locked, we remain motionless. It’s almost a surprise when pleasure blooms in its place, smothering the momentary discomfort.
With one last pull, he releases the soft flesh and I sag against his thigh. I have no idea if it’s relief or disappointment that courses through me, and that’s the problem. It shouldn’t be necessary to fight my feelings for Austin. They should have been snuffed out by his reprehensible treatment this previous week.
What does it mean that they’re not?
Unwilling to dwell on those disturbing thoughts, I quickly shove them to the back of my mind. What I need to do is find a way to untangle myself from him once and for all. I can’t afford to get wrapped up in someone who only wants to inflict as much damage as possible.
Austin might not realize it, but he has the power to destroy me. My feelings for him run so much deeper than they did for Jasper. The connection between us is undeniable.
Unbreakable.
It’s as if we’re bound together by an invisible thread. What scares me most is that I’ll never be able to fight my way free of this unwanted bond.
“Know what you’re gonna do?” There’s a beat of silence before he continues. “Ride my thigh until you come.”
My eyes flare wide. “What?”
“You heard me,” he growls. “I want you to come right here and now while everyone sits in the SUV and wonders where we are.”
I shake my head almost frantically. “Please, no.”
He presses more insistently against my core, moving it just enough to cause friction. The unwanted sensation reverberates throughout my being.
“Austin…”
“We’re not leaving until you come. I don’t care how long it takes.”
Oh god.
Unable to hold myself still, I flex my hips against the thickness of his thigh. The slide of him beneath me is all it takes to have another burst of arousal exploding inside me.
“That’s it, sweet girl. Hump my leg.”
The husky comment should embarrass me. And on some level, it does. It’s mortifying to be reduced to a quivering mass of hormones and commanded to orgasm. But that’s not nearly enough to stop me from seeking out my release, and I find myself grinding against him as instinct takes over.