Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
“Why there?”
“It’s so I don’t have to explain…” She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll grab them.”
When she tried to pull free, his arms tightened around her. “No. Stay here. I’ll get them.”
Normally she wouldn’t let some stranger go through her closet, but Nox wasn’t quite a stranger at this point. And she didn’t want to get into a discussion about why she didn’t let anyone go through her things. She didn’t want to give him any kind of opening to leave.
He peeled her hand from the back of his head and planted it on the door frame. “Don’t move,” he demanded.
With a sexy as hell, rumbling cop voice like that, she wasn’t planning on going anywhere.
Chapter Sixteen
She waited impatiently while listening to him rustle around her bathroom and dig through the closet.
She should’ve expected that he didn’t carry condoms in his wallet since it was a safe bet that he hadn’t had sex since his wife died. Before that, he was married and most likely had no reason to wear them.
“Check the date on the box,” she called out, then whispered, “it’s been a while.”
Did he grunt an answer?
Good thing she was fluent in grunt-speak because of not only her father, but from being around the rest of the Dark Knights, as well as the Dirty Angels.
She jumped when he said right behind her, “They’re good.”
“How the hell do you walk so quietly when wearing boots?” She rolled her eyes when he grunted again. “Words are crucial in communication.”
“Here are some words for you,” he said dryly, “no one would ever doubt you’re a mother.”
“I can’t help it. Sometimes you’re as frustrating as my sons.”
“Can we not mention your kids right now?”
Probably a good idea, considering the circumstances. She added her father to that list.
Okay, so he now had both intent and condoms. The next step would be them getting naked. Right?
Wrong.
While she half-expected him to bark out an order for her to get undressed, he didn’t. Instead, he encircled his arms around her waist again.
In a sliver of glass not quite covered completely by the shutters, she could see the condom tucked between his teeth.
She was really going to be disappointed if, after not having sex for so damn long, her first time back in the game, he skipped the foreplay.
The hug was nice, but…
Oh, never mind. She shouldn’t be rushing the process…
The shorts she wore had an elastic waistband, making it easy for him to push those and her panties down far enough until they could drop to her feet on their own.
With one hand cupping her throbbing mound, his other slipped under her baggy T-shirt. The heat of his palm practically seared the skin on her stomach as he slowly pushed the shirt up… up… up… until he reached her bra.
She’d admit that her sturdy bra was a fortress not easy to breach since she was naturally large. Having kids only made them bigger and heavier. And of course, droop more than when she was eighteen. They also tended to be annoying, but not enough to get a breast reduction.
Nox took the easy path and managed to free her breasts by simply shoving her bra up and over them. It wasn’t the most comfortable for her, but it got the job done.
He continued to get it done by giving her mound a squeeze, then releasing it to cup both her breasts and test their weight. He kneaded them with his strong, firm fingers.
Yes, yes, yes! That was more like it.
She dropped her head back until it rested on his collarbone. “Nox…”
She realized he couldn’t answer because of the condom still held between his teeth. Or at least, he couldn’t answer with words, but actions, on the other hand…
When he tugged and pulled on her nipples, she swore there was an invisible line directly connected from where he was touching to her clenching pussy. Every tweak and twist caused her to become even wetter.
Not to mention, more eager to have sex with the man behind her.
Since she was now at the point where she’d be extremely disappointed if he bolted, she needed to move this along so he would be past the point where that might happen.
Because if he ran now, she’d chase him down and tackle him. Her neighbors might get an eyeful, but, hey, they’d deserve it for not minding their own damn business.
Pulling one of his hands free, she slapped it back on her mound. Her breasts and nipples weren’t her only parts needing attention.
A loud, relieved sigh escaped her when he finally slipped a finger between her slick folds and stroked her gently.
Unfortunately, it still wasn’t enough for her. He was being too gentle. Too tentative. Like he was working his way back into the groove.
He very well might be.
She’d give him some leeway, but… “Can we move to the bed?”