Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
"Amelia," he starts, his voice hoarse, "I can’t…"
"Can’t what?" I ask, my frustration bubbling over.
His jaw tightens, and he looks away.
"You’re too…" He meets my gaze, his eyes stormy and conflicted, and for a moment, I think he’s going to push me away. Instead, he steps closer, his hand brushing against mine.
"You’re dangerous," he says softly, almost to himself. "You make me forget how to keep my distance."
"Maybe you don’t have to," I whisper, my heart pounding in my chest.
Fox doesn’t respond—at least, not with words. Instead, he pulls me into his arms, his kiss answering everything I need to know.
Chapter Ten
Fox
I’m going to lose my mind when I’m finally inside of her.
She bites down on her lip, trying to maintain composure with my hands on her skin.
"Tell me what's going through your head right now," I husk, locking my eyes on her.
"You go first,” she whispers.
I take a deep breath, feeling the pressure build in my cock as my need for her coils tight in my system. "I'm thinking you smell like heaven and I’m wondering if you taste just as sweet."
A small moan escapes her lips and her nipples harden under her shirt as she shifts her legs together. "Oh."
"Does that bother you?" My heart swells at her wide innocent eyes.
“No, I like knowing how you feel,” she admits.
“I’ve beaten myself up countless nights for thinking the thoughts I’ve been thinking about you. Lying next to me all soft and sweet in that bed, I can hardly sleep, Amelia.” I lock her in my arms, her legs locking around my waist as both of my hands dive into her hair. “And now you’re here, tempting me like a damn vixen.”
Her big round eyes hold mine, the emotion coming off of her in waves enough to send bolts of electricity straight through my balls. She belongs to me now. I can see it in the way she looks up at me, soft and sweet and submissive.
I know in that moment that I’ve fallen deeply for this woman. And now that I’ve let her in, there’s no going back. She’s mine forever.
“Glad that’s settled,” I grunt, my palms slipping along the smooth skin of her neck.
"What do you mean?" she asks, confusion evident in her voice.
"You and me," I declare, cupping her face with determination.
Our lips crash together again, my hands exploring every inch of her body. I relish in the low moans escaping from her throat as she says my name.
"Say yes," I demand, desperate for her to be mine.
"Okay," she finally gives in, a grin spreading across her face as she runs her fingers down my shoulders.
"I need a definite yes, sweet girl," I whisper against her skin, teasing her with gentle kisses.
"Fine..." she giggles, unable to resist my charms. "Yes."
I continue to trail kisses down her body, teasing and taunting until she's begging for more.
"Meet me in our bedroom," I whisper huskily in her ear before swatting her playfully on the butt. "I have some things to take care of." My voice lingers on her name, relishing in the way it sounds on my lips. "And Amelia?"
"Yes?" She turns to face me.
"Make sure you're naked when I get there," I demand with a wink, unable to control myself with this woman any longer. I feel like I’ve been a damn saint watching her prance around in nothing but my shirts the last week.
She hurries up the stairs to the loft. It takes me all of two minutes to grab a few more candles before I’m taking the stairs two at a time after her. When I reach our room, she’s curled up among the mountain of pillows in nothing but my flannel, the buttons undone with nothing underneath. The swell of her full breasts peek out from the soft fabric and make my cock pound a furious rhythm. I’ve been dreaming of sinking myself inside of her hot body since the moment I met her, and now, she’s ready.
I light the candles and set them on the dresser so they cast a soft glow across the room. I go to her, crawling up her body and then husking at her ear, "So, tell me, how many nights do you think about me touching you?"
“All of them,” she admits.
I suck in a breath, my tongue hungry as it tastes the skin of her neck. She moans softly as I press my cock against her thighs, feeling her damp arousal through the fabric of my pants.
"I want to feel you," she half-whimpers, half-begs. My cock throbs and leaks with desire as she surprises me by sliding her hand between us. I hiss and buck against her skilled fingers, desperate for release.
"Careful, baby, I'm already in pain here." I kiss her softly before she unzips my pants and pops open the button. I gasp for air, charged with lust and every dirty thought I've been holding back around her. "Mm, you're such a sexy, filthy brat."