Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 117992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 590(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 590(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
“Gotta go,” I muttered, spinning on my heel and marching off in the direction of not Zach. It turned out to be the back of the hangar that was a solid wall with no door. I stopped and turned again to keep from walking into the side of a damned building.
“Stop,” Zach said with a laugh. “Come here.”
“Never mind,” I called over my shoulder. “It’s fine.”
“Baby,” he said in a low voice. The sound of it washed through me like a drug, making my entire body suddenly feel loose and warm. I closed my eyes and soaked it in. “Come. Here.”
I turned around slowly and looked at him. The intensity in his gaze sucked all the air from my lungs. Too much heart rate, too little oxygen. Airway, Breathing, Circulation, I thought stupidly. Was it possible to need medical attention for an overdose of unslaked lust?
My feet took me to him without conscious thought, but before I could press my nose into his sternum the way I wanted, he growled another command.
“Get in the truck.”
I imagined there might have been a cartoon cloud of dust behind me at the rate I dove around and threw myself into the passenger seat. I didn’t even mind his faint chuckle because I assumed there was naked Zach in my near future, and that was all I cared about in the moment.
I clasped my hands together in my lap to keep from reaching for him while he drove the short distance to his cabin. The silence in the cab of the truck was heavy with unspoken promises of what was to come. My pants were way too tight, and I had to press my clasped hands down on my hard-on a few times to keep from whimpering.
Zach seemed completely unaffected which almost had me fooled until he practically pulled into the parking area by his cabin on two wheels and shot out of the truck like he’d been ejected from a fighter jet. Within seconds, he’d yanked me from the truck and thrown me over his shoulder before striding confidently toward the cabin door.
“Oh god,” I breathed. It’s happening, I thought. Finally.
Zach’s hand came down on my ass, making me squeak.
“You’ve been driving me crazy for two straight days,” he grumbled. “Parading around in nothing but tight briefs and rubbing yourself all over me on the couch while we watch TV.”
Rubbing all over him? I’d barely touched him as I’d sat stiffly next to him… and when he’d taken me back to the bunkhouse each night, he’d kept his promise to kiss me goodbye but it had been nothing more than a stiff peck on the mouth and a grunted goodbye.
“Then why didn’t you do something about it?” I asked and was rewarded with another slap on my ass.
“Because I needed to know you were sure—”
“I’m sure,” I said loudly. “Do you think I parade around in my tightest briefs just to watch movies with my buddies?”
I felt his head shake as he grunted in frustration. My heart sang in triumph.
He was affected. By me.
“So I guess I didn’t need to go out and buy an even tighter pair of undies?” I asked, grinning like a fool. A fool who was going to get lucky.
Another spank landed hard on my ass. My blood thrummed straight to my cock. I reached down and grabbed the rounded globes of Zach’s butt through his pants and squeezed before spanking him back.
He sucked in a breath of surprise, bypassing the living area and heading straight up the narrow loft stairs. “That’s not how this works, sweetheart. You’re the one who gets the spankings. Not me.”
He threw me down on the bed and began pulling at my shoes. I watched him for a few seconds before realizing if I stripped some of my own clothes off, it would speed up the process. Within moments, I was naked on the bed, stroking myself while Zach stared at me with hungry eyes.
“Hurry,” I said, not really meaning to say it out loud. A silly giggle almost escaped my throat when Zach looked up at me with wild eyes from where he’d been working his pants down over his hard cock.
I slapped my hand over my mouth which seemed to turn Zach’s frown of concentration into a slight smile. As soon as he was blessedly naked, he stalked toward me like a sexy panther or something.
“Open your legs for me.”
I silently reminded myself not to swallow my tongue. My legs bent and moved apart automatically as if anything Zach said was law.
He climbed onto the foot of the bed and began kissing one of my ankles, slowly moving his way up the inside of my calf to my knee and then my inner thigh. The noises coming out of my throat were humiliating, but I didn’t care. As long as he kept his mouth on my skin, nothing else mattered.