Total pages in book: 767
Estimated words: 732023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 3660(@200wpm)___ 2928(@250wpm)___ 2440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 732023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 3660(@200wpm)___ 2928(@250wpm)___ 2440(@300wpm)
As soon they were in the room, he had her against the door. “I don’t want anyone looking at you.”
How much was about her reputation, and how much was about him staking a claim? His eyes were intent, and he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. All of her concerns vanished.
He stroked the side of her breast, and desire slammed into her. “Yes,” she whispered.
Jax lifted her from the floor, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and grabbed hold of his shoulders.
His eyes were predatory.
“I’m not scared of you.” Because she knew he had her, she fed her fingers into his thick hair.
“You need to touch me more often.” He claimed her mouth, tasting of possession.
Willow dragged in the scent of him, that of sex and confidence. She ached for him.
Somehow, he managed to get her to the bed, but before he could unknot her shirttails, a loud knock on the door interrupted them. “Better now than later?” she asked.
“For damn sure.”
He tipped the bellman and wished the man a good night.
Once the PRIVACY PLEASE sign was hanging from the knob, Jax closed the door. He slid the ice bucket onto the nightstand, then placed the toy bag on top of her suitcase. “Since you’re here for another day, I’ve decided to extend my stay. We can explore the city, go back to Quarter if you wish. Get some decent food.” He pulled out the box of condoms, opened it, and dumped out the three packages. “Maybe I should have bought a second box.”
He tossed one of the condoms on the mattress. “This time, I want to undress you.” He pointed to a spot on the floor right in front of him. “Come here, Willow.”
Chapter Six
Everything about Willow turned him on. He loosened the knot she’d tied in the shirttails and then pushed back the shirt from her shoulders. Then he had the chance to read her T-shirt. “Motivational phrases on your clothing?”
“Well, a couple are about mimosas and happy hour. I have one about pizza.”
He grinned. Of course. “No offense. I like you better out of your clothes.” He reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Her nipples were gloriously hard, and he couldn’t resist the urge to caress her.
She hissed in a breath.
“Too much?”
“No. Not enough.”
“You’re mine, princess.” He left her long enough to grab a piece of ice. “Your introduction to sensation play.” He sucked the cube into his mouth to melt it a little. “Offer yourself to me.”
After a slight hesitation, she cupped her breasts.
“Since all of this is an exploration, you can safe word or use yellow. We’ll learn more about each other as we go forward.”
She nodded.
He touched the frozen water to her right nipple, and she sucked in a little breath. The temperature was obviously a shock, but the moment he moved on, she shimmied. “How was that?”
“I liked it.”
“Yeah. Me too.” He repeated his action on her left breast. Her flesh contracted, then swelled, begging for more. He could spend forever exploring her.
When she was covered in goose bumps, moaning and rocking toward him, he tossed the cube back into the bucket. “I’d say your first experience with temperature play is a win.”
“Yes.” She was clenching her buttocks, as if fighting arousal.
He appreciated the way she’d been willing to try the ice. Even more, he enjoyed her reaction. “I want you out of your pants.”
She kicked off her sandals while he unfastened the snap at her waistband and lowered the short zipper.
He dropped to his knees after he’d stripped off her jeans and lacy panties.
Then he selected another piece of ice. “Hands behind your back, princess. And if you lose balance, you can grab my shoulders, but you can’t attempt to push me away.”
Gaze riveted on his hand, she nodded and did as he said. He tongued her pussy, and she moaned in surrender. His caveman instinct flared, and he renewed his internal vow to have her down the aisle and his ring on her finger within the week.
She grabbed him for support. “Cold and heat… God. Yes. I can’t think.”
He tossed the remaining ice chip into the bucket. Her pussy was red, and he inhaled the intoxicating musk of her arousal.
He pushed to his feet and backed her onto the bed. He hurriedly dropped his clothes, not caring where they landed. “Condom.”
Willow searched around for it and finally offered it to him.
“You do it,” he instructed.
“I’ve never done it before.”
The first touch of her hand on his dick almost made him shoot off. “Stop. On second thought, that’s not a good idea.” His words were gruffer than he intended.
It took him much longer to get the damn thing on than it ever had before. Before sliding into her, he took a breath to put himself back in control.
With slow, gentle motions, he moved inside her.