Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
It’s so good—so intense—that I don’t think of fighting him. I’m completely lost in this beautiful haze of heat and pleasure. I give over control and willingly go where Slater leads. I moan and he swallows the noise, but his arm goes around me, pulling me in deeper. His hand drops down to clinch into my ass grinding my body against, his rigid, rock-hard—”
“What the fuck is going on here?”
I feel Slater tense, his tongue stops moving and doing all those delicious things that it was doing, and I whimper in protest as he pulls away. Slowly, I look up into the most intense, liquid midnight eyes I’ve ever seen. The tip of my tongue slides out to lick at my lips, still tasting him there and wanting more.
“Marigold, what the hell?”
My body stiffens as I force myself to take a breath to try and control my libido that is running away with me. That proves to be a mistake when all I can smell is Slater’s masculine scent. It slips down into my lungs, surrounding me, making me even warmer. It’s so potent that it nearly drags me back down to the land of hormones and hunger. I mean, it’s so bad that my knees threaten to buckle. I literally have to reach out and hold onto Slater until I get control of myself.
I look over at Green and his face is almost red with frustration. I blink.
“Is there….” I stop to clear my throat because, woah, it sounds like I have a five pack a day habit. “Is there a problem?” I ask, hearing the laughter around us.
Shit. I forgot everyone was here. For a bit, it was literally just me and Slater and so much pleasure I’m surprised I didn’t strip him naked and hop up and beg him to take me for the ride of my life. I have a feeling if any man could do that it would be Slater.
“A problem? Maybe the fact you’re sucking face with my newest player and dry humping like a—”
“I wouldn’t finish that sentence if you want to keep those perfect teeth in your mouth that you’re so proud of big brother.”
“And if she doesn’t knock them out, I will,” Kage growls, making me grin. I adore all my family and that includes my brother’s and sister’s significant others. Still, Kage is the nearest to my age and we’ve become very close. Right now, she’s my favorite person in the world.
“Damn it, Kage. She’s trying to have ferret sex with one of my guys.”
“What the fuck is ferret sex?” Slater asks, and I’m pretty sure he’s insulted.
“Never mind, asshole, and watch your mouth. There are kids around here,” Green snaps.
“I’m pretty sure asshole is also on Mom’s words not allowed list,” I respond, and for some reason, I reach out and hold Slater’s hand in support. He gives it a tight squeeze and I look up at him to find him staring at me. Something passes between us in that moment. I feel it from my head to the tip of my toes. It moves with a heat that burns inside of me with a white-hot intensity. It scares me so much that I pull my hand away. Slater resists for a minute but eventually let’s go.
“Well, this has been interesting, but AC and I are headed down to the barn. He’s going to help me with a little project.”
“AC?” Slater asks.
“Allstar Catcher, of course. That’s the position you play right?”
“Uh… yeah.”
“Catchers must be good with their hands, Marigold. You know how to pick them, honey.
“Where did Dad go?” I ask, starting to panic at the thought of Mom being alone with Slater.
“He had a phone call, but you just mind your business, Marigold Lucas. Besides, you’re going to be late for work.”
I frown at her. She grins and literally herds Slater away. He looks over his shoulder and winks at me. That’s the exact moment I decide that I’m going to enjoy telling him all about my mother’s fascination with Saved By The Bell—All Star Catcher my ass.
CHAPTER 8
Slater
Two Days Later
“Hey, Ace.”
Silence.
“You there?” I ask after giving her time to answer—which she doesn’t and still refuses. “Ace, I can hear your heavy breathing.”
“I am not heavy breathing,” she snaps, making me grin. She’s too damn easy to bait.
“Yeah, babe, you are. It’s okay, though. Makes a man feel good when his woman wants him.”
“Woah, slow your roll, dude. I am not your woman, and you are not my man.”
“You’re cute as hell, but we both know you’re lying. After what we shared—”
“Bat-Boy, we had one kiss. That’s it. It’s time you get over yourself.”
“It was more than that and you know it,” I reply calmly, refusing to let her upset me. She can argue all she wants, but she’s going to be mine.