Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth to keep from grinning like an idiot. He made me feel like that girl again. It was as if eighteen years hadn’t happened.
“I’ll remember that,” I told him.
Rome closed the space between us until I could feel the heat from his body warming my bare skin. With his fingertips, he brushed a lock of hair, which had fallen out of the knot on top of my head, off my shoulder. I watched him as he leaned down and pressed his lips to the same spot.
“I have to leave for a few hours.” His voice took on a husky timbre as he trailed his affection over to the curve of my neck. “I’m supposed to meet Liam outside in ten minutes.”
I drew in a sharp breath as his teeth nipped at my skin.
“Drop the towel,” he told me as his eyes met mine.
When we were in bed, with only moonlight streaming through the window, it was one thing. In the bright bathroom lights, it was different. I tensed, and my hand went up to grip the towel tightly together. He stopped kissing me and reached around to cover my hand with his.
“Ten minutes doesn’t give me a lot of time,” he said, studying me now. “You gonna play hard to get this morning?”
I wanted to laugh. I’d been anything but that. At least this time around, I hadn’t thrown myself at him. I had made him work for it a little. But it was by no means enough to define it as hard.
“I’m, uh…” Embarrassed for you to look at my naked body in the harsh fluorescent lighting.
“You’re what?” he asked as his thumb caressed my hand. He moved closer until his body brushed against mine.
I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at him and admit this. “Naked.”
A deep chuckle vibrated in his chest, and I felt his warm breath close to my ear.
“No shit, Angel Face. That’s the point.”
There had been a time when I did everything I could to get naked with him. Oh, to have that kind of self-confidence again. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was used to having girls fifteen years younger than me prancing around naked in front of him, this would be easier. But seeing as I was closer to forty than twenty, my body wasn’t what it had been. I wanted to be honest with him and just say it, but then it would only be highlighting my faults.
“I’m running out of time, and I want my hands on you before I have to leave,” he said, tugging at my hand to free the towel.
On instinct, my other one flew up to help hold it together. I could see the flush on my skin in the mirror. God, this was embarrassing.
“You get modest on me overnight?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.
I licked my lips nervously and then sighed, causing my shoulders to rise and fall. “No,” I replied. “It’s just…well, last night, we were in your bed, and it wasn’t so…bright.”
There, I had said it. Or at least kind of said it.
“And?” he drawled, his hand tightening its grip on mine.
God! He was going to force this out of me.
My arms locked, not budging on the grip I had on the towel.
“I’m not nineteen anymore,” I replied.
“So?”
Was he seriously not getting what I was saying?
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I didn’t want to spell this out for him. It only made it worse.
“My body isn’t…like it was then.”
He smirked, then let go of my hand, only to reach down, grab the bottom of the towel, and jerk it up. I squealed and tried to move away, but he pinned me between his body and the sink. His hand slapped my right butt cheek, and I jumped.
“You’re right. This ass got better, and those tits you have covered up with your death grip on the towel got bigger.” His hand slid up and over my hip to my waist, and then he squeezed it. “Let go of the towel, Angel Face. Whatever shit you got in your head needs to stop. I’ve seen your body. I was up close and personal with all of it last night. You shouldn’t have any doubts about just how much it turns me on.”
He moved his hand up my stomach to cup one of my breasts. I trembled, and my hold weakened.
“How a woman with a face like yours can have any fucking insecurities I can’t figure out,” he said in a gravelly voice, then pressed a kiss to my cheek. “Go ahead and keep your towel on for now. My time is up. But when I get back, we are gonna fix this. I’ll keep you locked up in this room naked for days if that is what it takes for you to get just how much I love your body. Now, turn around and give me your mouth.”