Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 100680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
More. She needed more.
“So soft and delicious.” He took just her nipple into his mouth this time. Back and forth between her nipples until she was practically vibrating with the need to come. “Do you have any toys?”
What? Toys?
What was he trying to ask?
“Huh?”
“Toys, Rainbow? Do you have any sex toys?”
“No!” she squeaked. She knew she was going red. Why would he think she would have sex toys?
“Hey, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Although it is kind of criminal not to have any. Not even a clit tickler? Vibrator? Nothing?”
“No!” She shook her head. Holy. Heck. “Women have those?”
He grinned. “Women have them, baby. We’ll have to take you shopping.”
“For sex toys?”
There was that gorgeous laugh again. “You say that like I’m asking you to go to the dentist.”
“I might prefer that.”
He buried his face in her neck as he laughed. She took the opportunity to run her fingers through his thick, lush hair.
Yeah. She was so darn lucky.
“I promise that when we go shopping for sex toys, it will be better than going to the dentist.”
Oh heck. Was he really going to take her shopping for sex toys?
“Why did you ask if I had any?”
“Because I thought you might let me finish you off with a clit tickler.”
Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.”
“Course I would. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I . . . I . . .” She couldn’t think how to answer that without making it really obvious that she had no idea what she was doing here—with him.
“I thought you might prefer that to me using my fingers or mouth.”
“No. I don’t . . . I don’t need . . .” Though she might need something. She was hot and wet and yeah, she needed to do something about it.
“I could just watch you using your fingers if you’re not ready for mine,” he suggested.
“I . . . no!”
He grinned and sat up, pulling her so she was straddling his lap. Her dress was pooled at her waist, her breasts on full display.
“No? Are you too shy for that?”
“Yes!”
He chuckled. “You know that one day you’re going to come on my dick, right? You’re going to explode in my mouth. And I cannot fucking wait.”
She knew she was bright red.
He ran a finger over her cheek. “If I ask you something, I want you to be honest with me, understand?”
“All right.” Now, she was worried. What the heck was he going to ask her?
“You don’t have much experience, do you?”
She shook her head.
Something soft entered his gaze. Something that made her stomach fill with warmth.
“Baby. Have you got any experience?”
“No.” She waited for him to ask more questions. Who had ever heard of a twenty-four-year-old virgin? It was baffling, right?
Instead, he cupped her face between his hands and gave her that sweet smile that she was certain could make panties spontaneously self-combust.
“I’m going to take care of you. You know that, right?”
She sucked in a breath. Both in shock and disbelief.
“You still . . . you still want me?”
He raised his eyebrows. “You seriously thought I wouldn’t? Because you’re a virgin?”
“I don’t know what I’m doing.”
He grinned. “We’ve established that.”
“I thought you might prefer someone with experience.”
“If I was the kind of guy that turned you away because of your lack of experience, then I wouldn’t be the kind of guy you should want in your life. Understand me?”
When she’d first met Maxim, it didn’t seem like he had a care in the world, as though he skated through life by relying on his looks and charisma.
And then he said something like what he just had.
Something that made her heart stop. That made her sit up and really pay attention to him.
That’s when you saw the real Maxim Malone. And that’s when you understood that the outside might be sexy and hot. But the inside of him . . . it was beautiful.
“I understand.”
“Baby, you’re looking at me like you’ve never seen me before.”
“I see you,” she whispered. “I see all of you.”
Instead of smiling or kissing her, something dark came over his face. Had she said something wrong? He helped her pull her dress up her arms and she clutched the front of it together, suddenly feeling chilled.
“What did I do wrong?” she asked in a quiet voice. Obviously, it was something. And she needed to fix whatever it was. Fast.
“Whoa, Rainbow. No. You didn’t say anything wrong.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. I’m positive. Don’t look so stressed, baby.”
“Me? Stressed? Never.”
“Rainbow, you live in a constant state of stress. Always worrying about everyone else, trying to take care of them. Thinking. Thinking. Thinking.”
She gaped at him. Wow. He really did know her. “So I don’t understand what happened just now.”
“You said you see me.”
She nodded.
“There are things you don’t know about me though. About my family.”
“Oh.” She frowned. “There are things you don’t know about my family, either.”