Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 145823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
My stupid heart picked up. I believed him. He’d mitigate what risk there was, and I’d have to pray it would be enough, because I hadn’t lied—I wouldn’t survive losing him.
“Okay.” A smile curved the corners of my lips. “Show me how much.”
His smile made my own bigger, but I only saw it for a heartbeat before his mouth consumed mine in a kiss that demanded all of my attention. It was all lips and teeth and tongue, and our touches changed from soothing strokes to needy handfuls of hair and clothes.
I broke the kiss with a gasp and yanked my sweatshirt over my head. His eyes darkened as he took in the purple lace that cupped my breasts, and the next kiss was twice as hungry.
My hands worked between us to unzip his flight suit, and I growled in frustration when my fingers found the soft cotton of his T-shirt instead of skin. “How many layers are you wearing?”
He had the nerve to chuckle, but he shifted his fingers from my thigh and cupped my core through my shorts. “Is someone impatient?”
“For someone who promised to show me how much he loved me, you’re sure not showing much.” I cocked an eyebrow and glanced at his torso.
His grin was pure sex, and my body responded with a wave of heat. I was fucking molten.
“God, I love you.” He stole my response with a kiss, and then we were moving. I ground my hips over his, seeking any kind of relief as he carried me up the stairs. He made it to the top before bracing me against the wall and unhooking my bra. I shed it quickly.
He lifted me like I weighed nothing and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
I cried out and arched for more, gripping his shoulders for balance. His lips were soft, his teeth sharp as he raked them over the delicate flesh, then soothed the sting with a flick of his tongue. He gave the other breast the same treatment, and by the time he was finished, I was ready to shove our clothes aside and have him in the hallway.
“Your breasts are fucking incredible.” He gave me one last suck and then lowered me so our mouths were level. “I’m going to devour you.” Then he did. He kissed me like a starving man who had stumbled onto a feast as he took me into my bedroom. The fabric of his flight suit rasped over my sensitive skin, but I didn’t care. No touch was hard enough, no kiss long enough.
The lights flicked on, he lowered me to my bed, and then he made quick work of getting out of his own clothes. Freakishly quick work of his boots, too. I reached for the button fly of my shorts, and he shook his head. “Unwrapping is half the fun.”
I dropped my hands and propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch him. My mouth watered at the mind-blowing perfection of his body, and my lips parted at the sight of that deeply carved V that ran down the sides of his abs and disappeared into his black boxer briefs. I was going to trace that line with my tongue the second he got into this bed. The muscles of his arms rippled as he grabbed his wallet. He flipped it open, took out a foil packet, and held it up with a raised eyebrow. I nodded, my tongue too thick in my mouth to manage the words to affirm that’s exactly where we were headed. There was a brand-new box in my nightstand, too. Something told me he wasn’t a one and done kind of guy. The packet landed somewhere to my right.
His weight settled over me, and I groaned into his kiss at the feel of his skin on mine. His mouth claimed my neck again, then lingered at my breasts before kissing a path down my stomach. My fingers threaded through his hair, desperate to hold onto whatever part of him I could.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so damned long.” He pressed an openmouthed kiss at the inside of my hip. “From the moment I saw you on that beach.” He flicked open the buttons of my shorts, and I lifted my hips so he could drag the fabric down my body.
“I thought God had taken every fantasy I’d ever had and molded you out of them. You were—you are—the most devastatingly gorgeous man I’ve ever seen.”
His eyes locked with mine, flaring with a touch of surprise as my shorts landed somewhere on the floor. Hadn’t I ever told him that before?
“I might have been broken then, but I wasn’t dead.” I smiled as I sat up and rose to my knees.
His eyes raked over me as he dragged his tongue across his lower lip. “The things I’m going to do to you,” he murmured.