Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 137004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 685(@200wpm)___ 548(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 685(@200wpm)___ 548(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
She tried not to smile in amusement, but it was hopeless. Trying to resist him was hopeless.
“You know, before you, I worked even longer hours and I didn’t make time for anything else.
Everybody thought I couldn’t possibly have been happy to work so hard, but I was. It wasn’t until you that I realized I hadn’t been happy at all. I’d been sort of content, but that’s not the same thing as being happy. Not really. You answer a kind of… need inside me that I hadn’t known I had. Do you hear me?
I need you. I’d never imagined saying that to another person. If you’d have asked me to choose between you or my job, I’d have chosen you, baby.”
As she saw the truth in his gaze, tears stung her eyes. She combed her fingers through his hair.
“You are so good with that mouth.”
He grinned, but he couldn’t relax until he’d heard her say that she wasn’t going to leave him.
“Does this mean you forgive me, that you’ll give me a chance to fix this?” She released a long-suffering sigh. “I guess so.”
As relief washed over him, his body seemed to unlock from its position and sag. Dante fused his lips with hers, taking her taste inside him, pouring his need for her into her mouth. He kissed a path down her chin and along her neck, letting himself drown in her scent. He rubbed his cheek against hers, wanting that scent on his own skin and wanting his scent on hers.
“But I won’t forgive you for hugging Bitch Face,” she added, snarling.
As his mouth twitched into a smile, he was glad she couldn’t see his face. He knew she wouldn’t appreciate him finding her jealousy amusing—and damn hot, for that matter.
“Don’t think I don’t know that you’re smiling.”
He lifted his face and nipped her lip. “It’s a smile of relief, baby.” She snorted. “Sure it is.”
“I swear things will change,” he told her in a grave voice.
Jaime wasn’t positive that they could, despite his good intentions. But it was important in relationships to accept the bad with the good, wasn’t it? He’d said he’d choose her over his job, but she didn’t want to ask that of him. She cared for him too much to do anything that would hurt him.
Maybe with the right support, things could change over time. “I don’t mind helping you with Beta stuff if you want.”
“Help?”
“I know it plays on your mind when you have things to do, and I see that it’s a big weight on your shoulders. I work at the sanctuary most mornings, but I still have my afternoons free.” Emotion clogged in his throat. “You’d do that?”
“I’m not saying I don’t think you can do your job,” she said quickly in case he became offended. “I’m just offering to help.”
“Even though it would mean that you’ll sometimes work long hours, too?”
“If you think it will be good for you, yeah.”
He honestly couldn’t believe this. Instead of giving him an ultimatum, she was offering to work alongside him. This female got to him in ways that he could never articulate. He brought his lips down hard on hers again, shooting his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers and kissing her hungrily, almost violently. An urgent need to be inside her hit him. A need to feel her cling to him, mark him, and come apart around him.
“Does that mean you like the idea of me helping? You could think of me as your secretary or something.”
An impish grin surfaced on his face. “You really shouldn’t have said that. It’s making me think some really dirty thoughts about fucking you on my office desk.” He lifted her leg, hooked it around his waist, and he dug his hips into hers, groaning.
She snorted. “As if I’d let you do that!” The breathlessness in her voice totally contradicted her words, but it was his fault for continuing to rock into her at a very seductive rhythm. She was still feeling needy from earlier, and this was making it worse. Jaime did love makeup sex.
“Oh you would,” he drawled, breathing hotly into her ear. “And you’d love it. Love it when I bent you over and tugged down your jeans so that I could see that gorgeous ass of yours.” Peeling up her dress to her waist, he snapped off her thong and slid his fingers between her slick folds. “I’d check to make sure you were nice and wet for me, just like you are now. Then I’d do this.” Jaime cried out when he plunged two fingers inside her. God, she’d needed that. Helplessly she moaned as he nibbled and sucked on her neck while slowly fucking her with his fingers. He kept his thrusts slow and shallow, enough to make her moan, but not enough to make her come. He was such an ass.