Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
"You're so sexy," I breathed and covered my mouth with his.
He was either stunned or confused or probably both, because it took him a good five seconds to kiss me back and hoist me up a little further on him so he could hold me in an easier position.
"Babe-" he said trying to pull away from my kiss, but I wouldn't let him. I pushed my mouth harder against his and forced my tongue back into his mouth while I fisted my hands into his hair and tugged.
He groaned and tried to pull back twice more, and when I wouldn't let up he growled and gave me such a wallop on my arse that I yelped into his mouth and pulled back.
"I have a fucking fight in forty fucking minutes. I can't fuck you because I would get my fucking ass kicked inside the fucking circle. You're making turning you down very fucking hard and making my dick turn to diamond in the fucking process! Fuck's sakes woman, why are you fucking doing this to me?"
The word 'fuck' was starting to sound weird to me because he had said it so much. He cursed a hell of a lot but I could understand why, so what do I answer him with?
Truth or lie?
Lie.
No, truth.
Yes, truth was always better.
"IthinkIbrokeyourXboxbutIdidn'tmeantoIswear," I mumbled in one breath.
Dominic just stared at me for a moment, then slowly set me down onto my feet.
"Move so I can check on her," he growled.
I widened my eyes for two reasons. Firstly, he actually understood my rapid-fire murmur, and secondly he called his Xbox her.
A her!
"It's a machine, not a female," I snorted, but instantly looked down and shut my mouth when Dominic shot me a look that promised painful slaps for my arse if I kept it up.
"Move, Bronagh."
The way he said my name gave me shivers.
"I don't wanna 'cause you will be mad. I didn't mean to do it, I was trying to put my heel on, and I fell on it. It's your fault when you think about it, you're the one who left it on the floor and not up on the unit."
I flicked my eyes up for a second then lowered them back down, his face was red indicating he was pissed.
"I'm overlooking your blame game, because I'm in a rush and don't want our first fight as a couple to be over a machine. Let me check my hard drive, the rest can be replaced but if my hard drive is fucked then I'll probably be charged with murder after my fight tonight."
I snapped my head up and blinked but did as he asked - or told - and stepped aside. I watched as Dominic walked over to his Xbox. He covered his face with his hands and let out a puff of air into them that sounded dangerously close to a whimper.
"Um… Dominic-"
"What the hell did you do to her?" he cut me off.
I played with my fingers. "I told you, I fell on it."
"Ass first?" he asked.
I grunted. "Yeah."
He shook his head. "You're fucking lucky I love that phat ass otherwise I'd chop the thing clean off. It broke my Xbox, it actually broke it. Jesus Christ!"
I felt beyond offended for my arse!
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I tripped and fell!"
Dominic cut me a look. "Were you hurt? Is your hand injured further?"
I paused. "Well, no."
He grunted and laughed at the same time. "Right, I forgot, you landed ass first, and I doubt you would feel any impact on that ass."
Well, excuse the fuck out of me!
"I said sorry, what more do you want me to do?" I shouted.
He shook his head. "Nothin you can do, you cracked my hard drive and dented the body cover. It's ruined."
I felt bad and was very sorry, but I was still mad that he wasn't being the least bit understanding.
"Well, I'll take me fat arse out of here where it won't cause any more damage," I snapped and stormed over to collect my shoes.
Dominic rolled his eyes at me so I threw a heel at him, then screamed in anger when he caught it, which he found funny.
"Fine. Keep it, I don't even care, they are Branna's anyway," I snapped and stormed out of the room with my left shoe in my hand and Dominic on my heels.
"I don't know why you're even mad. I'm the one whose baby was just murdered by a phat ass crushing her!"
I turned around when I reached the bottom floor and attacked Dominic with my remaining high heel. He jumped backwards and watched my movements and when I swung for him again he grabbed my arms, and then spun me around so my back was to him and held my arms across my chest like an X. He was careful not to press on my injured hand though, which earned him a point or two.
"Yeah, and you said you wouldn't be able to hold your own against Micah. If you came at her like you do me, that bitch wouldn't have got a hit in!"
I hated him for bringing that fight up. Regardless of what he thought, I wouldn't win a fight with Micah. She was a kickboxer, and I was just someone who attacked her boyfriend when he got too lippy.
"I'm cheerin' for whoever you're fightin' tonight, you big bastard!" I grunted as I struggled to break free of Dominic's hold.
"If I hear anything other than Rampage or Dominic come out of your mouth tonight then your ass is mine when we get home!" he growled in my ear.
My arse would be his… what the fuck did that mean?
"Hey, don't threaten my baby sister with spankin's you little fucker," I heard Branna's voice snap, then Dominic's yelp in my ear making me wince.
"Hey, put me down right now. Ryder!" I watched as Ryder hauled Branna out of the house, tugging on her dress when it began to ride up.
Kane, Alec and Damien followed suit all laughing in our direction.