Total pages in book: 436
Estimated words: 415303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 2077(@200wpm)___ 1661(@250wpm)___ 1384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 415303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 2077(@200wpm)___ 1661(@250wpm)___ 1384(@300wpm)
“No, it’s not. It took many years of therapy to realize that it was entirely her fault. She was the one who found solace with Marc. She was the one who could have stopped the whole thing, but she hadn’t. She’d wanted the visionary she had fallen in love with…but I wasn’t that man anymore. So, she’d settled for Marc in the meantime. Second best.”
“Everyone is second best to you.”
Jensen had a sad, lost look on his face. “Thanks.”
“So…why is Marc so bitter when he was the one who did wrong?”
“To him, I ruined his life.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“It is. I understand it from his perspective though. He was always in love or obsessed with Vanessa. Whatever the case was, he finally had her, and then she left him again for me. I got the girl. He ended up having to take over his father’s company. And, now, I’ve taken that, too. He’s bitter. But I don’t, no, I can’t sympathize with him. He might find it convenient to blame me, but he’s the bastard who did this.”
“And you shouldn’t sympathize with him. I didn’t, and I didn’t even know the circumstances. I’m glad I snapped at him.”
“God, you’re amazing,” Jensen said. “The way you handled dinner, it was brilliant.”
His hands were back on my legs and moving up to my hips. He crawled forward over me, and I fell back onto the sofa. A smile teased at my lips. I loved the way he adored me like this. When his eyes were only on me and all those skeletons were shoved back in his closet, he was just a sexy, confident man, unhindered by his past and ready to devour me.
“You think so?” I whispered.
“Know so, love.”
He pressed his lips to mine, and I forgot all about our night and deep discussions. I kissed him harder, held him more possessively. I wanted and needed more. This was our first time together since we’d become official, and in the past day, so much had happened to move our relationship forward that I couldn’t seem to get enough of him.
We stood up, and I tore his suit jacket off and removed the rest of his layers in a hurry. I cared so little about the expensive designer suit he was wearing, only wanting the birthday suit underneath. My dress was hastily discarded.
He shoved me up against the wall and then fell to his knees to drag my thong off with his teeth.
I groaned and dropped my head back as he kissed and licked his way back up until he was between my legs. My body was on fire. I couldn’t fathom how I had ever said no. All I wanted to do was scream yes over and over again.
Jensen obliged.
He hooked one leg over his shoulder and then sucked on my clit until I was dripping wet. Only then did he finger-fuck my pussy until I came on his face. My legs were shaking from exertion, but Jensen didn’t even hesitate. He stood, hoisted my legs up around his waist, and then thrust into me in one easy swoop. He braced himself against the wall, and bounced me up and down on his dick at a bruising, rough pace that I matched stroke for stroke. It was only minutes before my legs were trembling again, and my entire body exploded.
Jensen lifted me off the wall, and we both tumbled down onto the floor. He pounded into me a few more times with my hands raised over my head. My breath was coming out in pants. I didn’t think it was possible that I could come again. But Jensen was so close, and feverish desire in his eyes practically pushed me over the edge a third time. His body sleek and rippled, he came with me, toppling onto me.
We lay there, heaving, for endless seconds before Jensen slid out of me and rolled over onto the floor.
“I can feel my heartbeat,” I whispered. “Feel it.” I took his hand and pressed it against my lower abdomen.
“You’re welcome,” he said throatily.
I laughed and then leaned over and kissed him. “Now, he has manners.”
“Didn’t seem like you minded.”
“Not one bit.”
“Good. Then, maybe you’ll be up for round two?” he asked with an arched eyebrow.
“Oh God,” I said with a laugh. “Let me recover first.”
He leaned up on his elbow as I stood up to pad to the bathroom. He smacked my ass as I passed him. “How about we use that Jacuzzi for recovery?”
I glanced back at him from under my thick black lashes. “Why do I have a feeling that you’ll make that sexual, too, Mr. Wright?”
“Everything about you is sexual, Miss Robinson.” He grinned devilishly, flashing me those irresistible dimples. “And I intend to take full advantage of you being naked in my hotel room.”