Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Everyone started coughing, and Kady's tears dried, her thoughts distracted by the memory of the last time the customers had this kind of coughing fit. Oh no. Was it another airborne—-
The fingers holding her shoulders tightened.
Oops.
Accusing blue eyes met hers as soon as she guiltily turned back to face Slade.
"Will you stop paying attention to everyone else," he growled, "and just focus on me?"
"I promise," Kady said meekly.
"And?" His gaze was hard, his tone abrupt, but the way his body had turned rigid with tension made Kady realize dazedly just how much her answer meant to him.
Even if it didn't make any sense at all...
Even if he could never love someone like her...
It did seem he truly cared for her.
And...so...
Tiptoeing, it was her turn to whisper into his ear—-
My heart's beating madly.
Slade choked.
My breasts are hurting.
Slade swore out loud.
And I'm so wet.
Kady's face was on fire as she pulled back to look up at him. While half of her mind was in hysterics
(how could you have said something so shameful?) the other half was cartwheeling with its newfound liberty (you go, girl!).
But what was done was done—-
OH!
A choked laugh escaped her when Slade suddenly scooped her up in his arms, and she could only throw her arms around him as she heard people not only start clapping again but were also heartily congratulating her boss for what the police chief termed as a 'very manly confession.'
"Fuck you, Aidan."
She couldn't help laughing at that even as she hid her face against the crook of Slade's neck.
When she felt Slade take the stairs, she waited until they made it to the second-floor landing before pulling away to ask rather breathlessly, "Where are you taking me?"
Blue eyes gleamed down at her. "Where," he asked in mocking politeness, "do you think?"
Love To Love You, Baby
"In every living thing there is the desire for love." ~ D.H. Lawrence
MUSIC STARTED BLARING just as Slade reached his bedroom, and he nearly rolled his eyes at hearing Donna Summer throatily singing the first lines of Love To Love You, Baby. Farica's playlist was rather too damn obvious, but when Kady's body once again started shaking against him in silent laughter, her mood proved undeniably infectious, and he, too, found himself grinning.
Kady's laughter slowly faded under her growing awareness of the hardened heat of Slade's body. Now that a locked door kept the rest of the world away, and it was just the two of them alone in his massive bedroom, her insecurities started to resurface.
Was she really sure of this?
Really, truly sure?
Absolutely, no-turning-back sure?
But then she felt him slowly lowering her, and the moment her feet touched the floor, the urge to look into his eyes became impossible to resist. She tentatively lifted her head—-
Their gazes met.
And the fire that had simmered far too long between them exploded.
Their mouths fused, their first kiss deep and feverishly hot, lips molding against each other while their tongues tasted and mated. Her arms went back around his neck while his hands swept down her curves. The distance between their bodies disappeared, every soft, trembling inch of her pressing against his taut and powerful form, and at the first feel of each other, passion razed anything and everything in its path.
Her fears and doubts, his need for control and distance - they were all laid to waste until the only thing that remained was their hunger for each other.
Kady somehow found herself lying on her back, her clothes melting away one by one until she was completely bare to his ravenous gaze.
"Slade."
A powerful shudder racked his big, beautiful body at the sound of his name on her lips.
And then he was moving again, too fast for her dazed senses to comprehend, that by the time she drew another breath, he had already knelt down, his head between her legs.
"AAAAAAAAAH!"
His tongue had thrust into the swollen moist depths of her womanhood without warning, and oh God, it was beautiful. Too impossibly beautiful. Just so beautiful that she could no longer keep herself from crying out and literally sobbing his name out loud.
Slade. Please. Oh God. Slade. Slade.
Her body started to tighten, and she helplessly clutched the sheets with her fists.
Please, oh pleaaaaaaase.
His fingers tightened its hold on her hips as he forced her legs to open wider.
Wider and wider and wider until he could bury his mouth and grind his tongue against her.
Slaaaaaaaaaaaaaaade!
There was no warning after that, the pleasure simply taking over like a tsunami of sensations, and all she could do was cry and let it take her wherever it wanted and for however long it could carry her. Over and over her body convulsed, and not once did all the signs of desire that he taught her - not once did they stop...
The rapid beat of her heart—-
The exquisite ache of her heavily swollen breasts—-