Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
I felt the sharp nip of her teeth on my chest, and I grinned, dropping my nose to the top of her head and inhaling deeply.
“Missed the smell of you,” I told her. “Missed the way you felt underneath my hands. Missed the way you would laugh softly under your breath as you read your books. The way you twisted your fingers through a strand of hair and twirled it. Most of all, though, I missed talking to you.”
She shivered in my arms.
The next few minutes played out like my dreams.
I finally dipped my fingers into her pussy, and the minute I did, she came apart in my arms.
She bucked, rode my hand, and cried out against my chest.
Luckily my shirt—which she’d somehow found and shoved over her mouth—muffled her scream, or we might’ve had the entire neighborhood knowing exactly what was going on in here.
The moment I was ready to flip her onto her hands and knees and thrust my cock into her hot, willing body, she pulled away and pushed at my chest at the same time, causing me to stumble back in surprise.
“What the fuck?” I barked in confusion.
She whirled around, pointed her finger, and hissed at me.
“Shut up.”
Her hair fell over her shoulders, and she smoothed it back.
My brows rose, but I held my hands up in surrender.
“What’d I do now?”
She narrowed those beautiful eyes at me, then whisper yelled at me.
“What did you not do?” she growled. “You ignored me. Left me with your dad while you went out and did Lord knows what.”
She didn’t actually say the words, but I knew what she meant.
“I didn’t have any other woman since you,” I informed her. “In fact, there hasn’t been another woman since the day I met you at the station.”
Her chin jerked like I’d surprised her with my words.
“You’re lying,” she accused. “There’s no way a man like you would go weeks without getting some.”
I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Well, I have no way to prove it to you,” I informed her. “But I haven’t. There hasn’t been anyone but you because you’re fucking under my skin!” My voice rose. “You’re all I ever think about. It’s like you’re some fucking disease, like the goddamn clap, that won’t go away!”
Her mouth dropped open. “Did you just compare me to chlamydia?”
My mouth twitched. “If the pustule fits.”
She made a gagging sound, then walked forward and smacked me delicately on the chest.
Likely, she’d given it all she had, though, so I chose not to point out that it didn’t hurt.
I caught her hand when she went to hit me a second time, and pulled her into me, clamping my arms tightly around her back so she couldn’t leave.
“What else is bothering you?”
She frowned ferociously at me, and I was silently thankful that she was mine, even if she wasn’t acting like it at the moment.
“I don’t like seeing you with Ellen,” she reported bluntly, surprising me that she would just come right out and say it.
I pulled her even closer.
“I was talking to her about you,” I told her. “She told me to stop being stupid. I was already well on the way to pulling my head out of my ass when she said that.”
She sighed, bringing up her thumb to nibble on the fingernail.
“I was probably overreacting on my end, too,” she admitted. “But I was heartbroken, and sad, and probably PMSing.”
“Probably PMSing?” I challenged, standing up. “How is that a probably?”
“Okay, I’m not. At least not yet. But I will be soon,” she revealed, also climbing to her feet. “I can feel my cramps coming on as we speak.”
I grinned.
“I already said I’m sorry,” I told her soberly. “What else do you want me to say?”
She went up on her tippy toes and placed her mouth to mine.
I took control of the kiss, tangling my tongue with hers, and moaned when she sucked my tongue into her mouth.
“Fuck me,” she whispered against my lips.
I flipped her around by her hips, flipped her hair off her shoulders, and pushed her to her knees beside the bed.
Her panties were the first thing to go.
Moments later I had my cock lined up with her entrance.
Sinking inside of her, I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and moaned.
She felt amazing.
My memory didn’t do her justice.
The hot feel of her surrounding my cock. The way she felt so slick, wet and ready for me. The way her muscles clenched tight on the tip of my cock, a feeling that traveled down the length of my shaft as I slowly sank myself completely inside of her.
It was better than anything I’d ever had before.
Naomi mewled, pushing back against me to force me to participate.
I, on the other hand, had frozen the moment I was completely inside of her. The moment all of that dewy heat surrounded me, my balls had risen up, threatened to empty with less than a thought.