Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
My thoughts did the same.
This whole day had been a whirlwind, and my blushing schoolgirl crush on my sexy older doctor had turned into something very real. I panted in the hot water, thinking about his hands on me, and his promise of what was still to come.
That night, I was going to go where I’d never gone before with anyone.
That night, I was going to give it all to him. And I couldn’t wait.
I wasn’t scared, I was excited. I wanted him to be the man who took it. Because this wasn’t just a physical lust that I felt for Jackson. It wasn’t so much more, and I knew he felt the same.
Jackson Brody had stolen my heart, and I wanted him to keep it.
I sat in his tub for a while, letting the hot water soak into my skin and relax any tension that popped up — any nervousness that arose thinking about what was to come that night. But it was all excited nervousness. There was no fear or apprehension there.
I just couldn’t wait for him to take me.
Finally, I stepped out of the luxurious tub and toweled off, only then realizing I didn’t actually have a single thing to wear besides the clothes I’d changed out of. I wrapped myself in a fluffy white towel, poking my head back into his office before stepping out of the bathroom. The whole office was richly decorated — dark, masculine wood paneling and bookshelves on the walls, leather chairs, and a modern reclaimed wood and iron desk the sat near the huge window overlooking midtown Manhattan.
The office was dark, and I stepped across the floor barefoot in my towel to stare out over the amazing view of the city at night, glittering like jewels.
“Now this is a sight I’ve been dying to see.”
I gasped, whirling as I hugged the towel, to see Jackson grinning at me from the doorway to his office. He stepped in, closing the door behind him before he strode right for me. I barely had time to open my mouth to say hi before he’d swooped me into his arms, pulling me tight to him, and kissed me fiercely.
“Fuck did I miss you,” he growled into my lips, his hard muscles rippling as he pulled me tight.
“You came back.” I grinned, feeling my pulse roar through me at the smell of him, and the taste of those lips, and the toe-curlingly sexy sound of his deep voice in my ears.
“For you? Always, angel.”
“Is everything okay?”
He arched a brow.
“The emergency, at the hospital…”
He nodded, smiling. “The baby will be just fine. Complications happen, and I...” He shrugged. “I guess I’m there to fix it.”
Something sparked hot inside of me — the thought of him caring for all those little babies tugging something primal inside of me. It was amazing, of course, but also so damn attractive. It was so hot and sexy to think of this man not just as this gorgeous sex god, but also this selfless, caring hero that saved children.
…It made me think of what an amazing father he’d be.
The thought made me whimper, my core tightening at the thought of me making him a father. I imagined his cock sliding so deep inside of me, and claiming me, and then pumping me full of his seed until it took. I imagined swelling with child as he cared for me, and then the two of us holding our newborn together, as a family.
When he pulled me into his arms again, I sank into him, kissing him with an even greater passion, with an even hotter flame blazing through me for him. He growled at the heated way I kissed him harder, and pulled him tight to me by his shirt.
“You showered,” he purred
“I took a bath—oooh.”
Jackson’s hand slid right down over my ass, tugging the towel up as his warm palm slid over my smooth skin. He cupped my ass and then pushed his hand deeper between my legs, until with a cry, I could feel his fingers teasing my already wet pussy from behind.
He growled, yanking the towel off of me and making me gasp as he yanked my naked body against his muscled, gorgeous frame.
“I guess that means I’ll just have to give you more of my cum, doesn’t it, you bad little girl?”
I moaned into his lips as he kissed me, my hands sliding up his grooved, chiseled torso. He pushed me back until my ass pressed against the side of his desk. He lifted me effortlessly, sliding me on top of the polished wood and spreading my legs as he moved between them.
“Is that why you took a bath? So you could get me to give you more of my hot cum? You just couldn’t wait to feel me filling up that little pussy with every drop?”