Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 103124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
I watch her throat work as she swallows, aching to drag my tongue along her smooth, milky skin.
I lick my lips, needing to taste her.
She holds up the glass for me to take. Her full lips wet and glistening.
There is only so much one man can take.
I take the glass and discard it on the floor. Shattering glass fills the room as I grab her and crash my lips to hers.
She fights me at first, of course she does, but as my tongue fills her mouth and my lips command a response, she moans into the kiss and responds with surprising hunger, kissing me back like a woman starved of kisses.
And I kiss her like a man who hasn’t tasted another woman’s lips in ten years, despite the amount of them that have filled his bed.
Christ, my cock will bust open my zipper I’m so damn hard.
I walk her backward until her butt hits the edge of the dining table. I don’t want her getting frightened and pulling away from me like the little dove she is because nothing will feel as good as sliding my cock inside her again.
I’m not giving her time to overthink this. I’m going to fuck her here on the table.
Although her moans and her feverish kisses tell me she’s not going anywhere.
It’s the masculine clearing of a throat that stops us both.
Kiss drunk, we both swing our faces in the direction of the couch where Massimo sits with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Thanks for the performance, but seeing as it’s about to get X-rated, I really feel like you should know I’m here. Don’t get me wrong, you know I like to watch.” He flashes another grin. “But you’re my brother, so it could get kinda weird if you go any further.”
“Fuck…” I growl.
Nothing like a cock block from your brother.
“I would’ve announced my presence earlier, but when the two of you argue, no one else can get a word in… and that slap...” He lets out a whistle. “I have to admit, it was kinda hot to watch.”
He rises from the leather lounge seat and crosses the room.
His eyes sparkle as he takes Bella’s hand and places a kiss on it. “Bella Isle Ciccula, it’s been far too long.”
Her eyes widen. “Massimo?” A big, beautiful smile spreads across her kiss-swollen lips.
He gives her a wink. “The one and only.”
“I didn’t recognize you,” she cries.
“I know, I’ve gotten so handsome it’s only natural for you to be blinded by it.”
She throws her arms around my brother, and a hot electric bolt of jealousy courses through me.
Not one to miss driving a knife in deeper, my brother smiles at me over her shoulder, and I want to shove that grin down his throat for flirting with my fiancée and giving me blue balls.
Why the hell did I ever give him a key to this apartment?
“What are you doing here?” she asks.
“That’s a good question. What the fuck are you doing here?” I glare at my brother. “You couldn’t make it to the engagement party, but you could make it to my apartment and interrupt at the worst time ever?”
Bella’s cheeks dust with pink. Her lust has cooled, and the embarrassment and remorse have set in. She thinks we’re done, but she’s wrong. I’m getting rid of my brother, then I’m removing every item of clothing from her luscious body and burying myself so deep inside her she’ll feel me for days.
“You know I hate to interrupt.” It’s a lie. This is amusing him greatly. “But I heard what happened. Draconi soldiers are in the city?”
“And what do you know, it just happened to be my AWOL bride-to-be who found them.” I glance at Bella, who fails to resist an eye roll, before turning back to my brother. “But let’s talk about this tomorrow. I have more pressing matters to attend.”
Again, I glance at my fiancée. She straightens at the innuendo and going by the stiff shoulders and awkward expression on her face, all that fierce hunger she felt for my cock earlier has abandoned her completely.
Not that it will take much for her to find it again. I’ll make sure of it, no matter how much she fights her urge. I’ll evoke that thirst out of her and have fun doing it.
She backs out of the room. “I’ll leave you both to discuss business.”
“We haven’t finished our discussion,” I growl.
“Oh, I assure you, we have.” It seems not only has her passion cooled, but her hatred for me has also returned. “I’m going to bed.”
She walks away.
“Then I’m coming with you,” I call after her.
“No, you’re not,” she calls from down the hallway.
“That’s my cue to leave,” Massimo says.
“Oh, you think?” I say roughly.
The moment I had Bella pressed up against that table would have been the better time to extract himself from the scene entirely, not just announce his presence.