Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Kissing Nix was always an experience and today she was happy and hungry and excited. Her hands slid under my shirt, slightly cool against my overheated skin. She moaned, deepening the kiss as her body came to rest on top of mine. Her legs straddled my hips as she pulled back and smiled down at me. “It’s kind of insane how spicy it is between us. Right?”
“It’s never been like this with anyone else,” I answered honestly. “Should I have kept that to myself?”
“Definitely…not. I’m glad to hear I’m not alone in this, it makes me feel better about it. About us.”
“So this is the start of an us?” My hands slid up her thighs before I gripped her waist possessively.
“I’d say the start of us was back in my farmhouse.” She leaned forward and kissed me again but this time the kiss was raw and hungry, possessive and a little bit wild. Her tongue danced along my lips and slipped between them, teasing my tongue like a playful kitten. A moan broke free and I swallowed it down hungrily, holding her right against my erection.
Soon enough, or maybe not soon enough our clothes went flying despite the chill in the air and Nix eased her way down until our bodies were one. “Nix.”
She smiled as if she knew what she was doing to me. “I feel it too, Lee. It’s incredible.” Her lids fluttered shut and her hips moved in long, sensual strokes, driving me to the brink of madness. “Lee, oh Lee.”
I couldn’t take my gaze off her, so beautiful as she pushed us both closer to the edge, taking her pleasure as my name fell from her lips like her favorite song. Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, taking this encounter to an entirely different level. My pleasure was heightened to the point I swore I felt each individual drop as it hit my skin. “Nix, babe.”
Her gaze met mine. “I feel you getting harder. Thicker.” She moaned and rode me harder and faster with her hands pressed against my chest. “God, you feel so good!”
She began to flutter and clench tight around me. With every stroke her hips move faster and she took me deeper until she exploded and fell over the edge. She was a magnificent sight with her head tossed back and body convulsing as pleasure overtook her. “Lee!” Her body shook again and she fell forward, pressing her forehead to mine. “This is insane.”
“You said perfect wrong.” I held her tight and pumped up into her, hard and fast until my own orgasm exploded out of me and right into her. “Nix! You’re perfect.” My hands skated over her curves and up to her gorgeous breasts. “Absolutely perfect.” I knew it was too soon to tell her that I was falling for her, so I kept it to myself. But I reveled in this new sensation of having feelings for a woman, one who didn’t look at me and see dollar signs.
Chapter 13
Nix
Iwoke up early, as I did most mornings, after the most amazing night of my life with a renewed sense of joy. Even though I wasn’t at home, I enjoyed a long hot shower in Lee’s spectacular bathroom and used his top of the line espresso machine, all with an unstoppable grin on my face. It wasn’t just the incredible view of the Silver Bell Mountains responsible for the smile, it was the man still asleep upstairs.
Lee Lancaster was so much more than I gave him credit for. The cold billionaire I pegged him as before meeting him would’ve never enjoyed dessert—naked—in his big bed between rounds of lovemaking. He wouldn’t have kissed every inch of my body and complimented my curves until my body trembled. He wouldn’t have slept with his body wrapped around mine like I was a precious gift in need of protection.
I borrowed one of Lee’s shirts, rolling up the sleeves and tying it at the waist before I made my way to the bakery on foot. I could’ve woken Lee up but I was so giddy I floated to the bakery, ready to get lost in girl rock while I whipped up the specials for the day and personal orders. Soon enough the kitchen filled with the scent of melted butter and sugar, the music warmed my soul and as muscle memory took over, I got lost in thoughts of Lee.
And me.
Thoughts of us.
There shouldn’t be any thoughts of us. It was too soon but I knew my heart, knew what I was feeling. I was in love with a man who I should hate. It hasn’t even been a week but the way I felt when he was around? The way my heart swelled and how much I missed him when he wasn’t around? They were all clear signs that I had fallen. Hard. “A problem for another day,” I told myself and filled the ovens, desperately trying to clear my mind of thoughts of Lee.