Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
And it was as if something in me had switched, this light turning on, illuminating every single crevice in my body, every single dark place that I never knew existed.
I took his hand in mine, curled my fingers around his, and started leading him out of the ballroom. I had no idea where I was going, because the only thing I was thinking about, the only thing that sounded remotely logical, was to find a room where we could be alone.
Chapter Four
Everett
Fuck. My dick was hard, aching, digging against the zipper of my slacks. My balls were full, drawn up, feeling heavy. I wanted to pound into her, fill her up, make her take every last drop. I never felt like such an obscene bastard before, had absolutely never been this forward. I didn’t do one-night stands. Had never in my life.
I hadn’t even been with a woman in years, let alone been so forward. But whatever it was about Penny, I felt like my world was unraveling in the best of ways.
It had been an instant attraction from across a crowded room, at first physical, but then after talking to her, getting to know her, seeing her personality, I realized there was so much more to her than a gorgeous face and body. She was smart and articulate, driven and funny. And I could stare at her for hours just listening to her talk. The melody and tone of her voice was soothing, yet at the same time arousing.
Christ, was I actually doing this? Was I actually letting her lead me out of the ballroom and hopefully somewhere private where I could take her, claim her, make her mine?
Make her mine.
Those three words resonated within me over and over again, like the vibrations from a tuning fork were running through my body.
The very thought of walking away from her after this didn’t even cross my mind. In fact, it had this disgusting feeling settling in the pit of my stomach, this wrong sensation on every single level having this stranglehold on me.
We made a connection in the short time we’d been in each other’s presence, and that was a connection I wasn’t going to sever.
I was the one who took the lead now, taking her hand in mine as I stepped forward, walking faster as I pulled her out of the ballroom and down the hallway. I checked a few rooms in the process. I was breathing hard, heavily. I could hear she was doing the same.
We didn’t have many options, with either locked doors or staff in the rooms, but I did find a supply closet, and I didn’t even stop to think about it as I pulled her inside and shut the door. I turned on the light, the little fluorescent bulb above us flickering before finally settling. It was dim, maybe needed to be changed, but it gave us a nice ambiance, even though we were surrounded by cleaning products and brooms and mops.
But the truth was, I found this hot as hell, hidden away from everybody else in a public space, a woman I’d just met standing in front of me, ready and willing to give her body to me. God, I was losing my fucking mind, and I wanted to go insane.
I took a step forward until my chest brushed against hers.
She gasped a little, and the sound went straight to my cock, having my balls draw up even tighter. I groaned deeply and lifted my hands, placing them on the shelving behind her. I caged her in, looked down at her, and inhaled deeply. In fact, she smelled incredible, like cotton candy, something sweet that would definitely give me a toothache.
And shit… I wanted that cavity.
“You sure about this?” I didn’t know why I asked that. It was clear she wanted this by the way she licked her lips, the way her pupils were dilated, and the fact that her little nipples were hard and poking against the material of her dress.
She didn’t say anything, but she did nod, her nonverbal response causing me to involuntarily groan once more and dip my head low to press my lips against hers. Fuck, she tasted sweet too, like apples and alcohol, the apple martini she’d had earlier.
It made me feel even more intoxicated.
I couldn’t control myself then as I felt her lift her arms and wrap them around my neck, pulling me in closer. She rose up on her toes and her breasts lined up with my chest. The little moan she gave me and the way she opened her mouth wider had me delving my tongue in deep, grunting in pleasure.
God, had I ever tasted anything sweeter?
No. Never.
I had my hands around her waist, digging my fingers into her curves. I knew she could feel my cock, the long, thick bastard digging into her belly. But I liked it. I liked her knowing how worked up I was, how much I needed her.