Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
I didn’t think of that, but it is a valid option. “It could be. Harry suggested it could be a copycat. Maybe with me being back in town, and everything being stirred up, someone thought now would be a great time to dive in?”
Jace nods, his face thoughtful. “It’s possible for sure.”
“I just hope it isn’t because of me. I could never live with myself if a girl went missing all because I came back to town.”
Jace turns toward me, reaching over and taking my hand. “You can’t control anyone else’s actions, Mera. You’re a good person; I’ve always believed that. Don’t let them get you down or stand in your way.”
God dammit.
He’s so sweet.
Our eyes remain locked, and the air in the room suddenly grows thick as sexual tension rises. It has been so long since I’ve been with a man, and I’m not going to give up the chance to be with Jace. He’s one of the good ones, and judging by the look he’s giving me, he feels the same.
Before I know it, we’re moving closer, and then his lips are on mine. I whimper as he consumes me with a deep, hot kiss. We quickly become a tangle of arms and legs as he pulls me onto his lap, his rigid cock pressing against my entrance as I grind against him, feeling a tingle of pleasure beginning deep inside. I moan, rocking harder, desperately seeking that release.
The door swings open.
Jerking back, I stumble off Jace’s lap in confusion, spinning around to see Wolfe standing in the doorway, his eyes burning with something I can’t read. Jace launches to his feet, his chest rising and falling as he turns toward the intrusion. “What the hell do you think you’re doing here?”
“Get out,” Wolfe orders, unbothered.
“I don’t fucking think so,” Jace growls.
Wolfe reaches around behind him, pulling out a gun. I gasp, and Jace takes a step back. “I said fuckin’ get out.”
“It’s okay,” I say to Jace. “Go.”
Giving me a concerned look, he hesitantly leaves the room, clearly not wanting to leave. “Call me, Mera. Soon.”
Wolfe steps aside, keeping the gun trained on him as he leaves, and when he’s gone, he kicks the door shut before turning back to me. I back up until I hit the bed and slowly lower myself down until I’m sitting on the edge. Wolfe, not saying a single word, puts the gun back into his pants and walks toward me. I hold my breath, unsure what his next move is or why he’s even here.
“That guy? And you had the nerve to question my taste in women.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from saying something sarcastic.
“Never heard a moan so fuckin’ fake in all my life.”
The nerve of this man.
“I was enjoying myself until you so rudely interrupted.”
“We both know you weren’t enjoyin’ shit. Would have taken that fucker ten more minutes to get a mild orgasm out of you.”
My mouth drops open. “Oh, okay then. Are you an expert now?”
He leans forward, putting his hands on his knees until our eyes meet. “I could have you moaning my name in less than two minutes.”
I snort.
He lowers down to his knees, taking one of mine in his hand and pushing my legs open until he’s nestled in between them. I open my mouth to argue, but no words come out. His finger trails up the side of my thigh, finding the hem of my skirt. He shoves it up, pushing it around my hips and then his fingers are gliding toward my panties.
“Just help yourself why don’t you,” I say, but my voice is more of a breathy whisper than a retort.
“You can say stop at any point,” he murmurs.
So why aren’t I?
Is it because the hum deep in my groin is so intense that I’m not willing to push it away, or maybe it’s that the man between my legs is so fucking edible that I just want to know how it feels to be touched by him? Some would call this obsession; I call it curiosity.
His fingers slide my panties to the side, exposing me. I bite my lower lip, heart racing as he carefully pushes his fingers between my folds, finding me wet. A low growl leaves his throat as he runs his fingers up and down, before pushing the two middle ones deep inside me. I gasp, reaching back and gripping the sheets as he curls those fingers up while using his thumb to find my clit.
His hand is upside down, and the pressure of his fingers inside me and his thumb on my clit is exhilarating. I gasp as he begins slow circles with his thumb, rubbing it over my already swelling clit. The sensation already building in me far outweighs the one I had with Jace, and I inwardly curse because he’s right.