Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
“I said I wanted to go slow, not that we had to withhold from everything,” I reiterate, grabbing his hand and placing it on my breast.
Without another word, he leans back, then lifts up my shirt until it flies off. He presses kisses on my chest and wraps a hand around my back to unclasp my bra. I flash him a suspicious look. “Did you just undo my bra with one hand?”
He shrugs, undoing my bra and flinging it off. “I’m good with my hands, baby.”
I roll my eyes and laugh. “I’m sure you are.”
He cups my breast and wraps his lips around one of my nipples. My eyes close at how good it feels. His hot mouth and his eager tongue have my entire body on fire.
“Adam,” I cry out, arching my back to give him more of me.
“Jesus fuck,” he hisses. “I love hearing you moan my name.”
He moves his mouth to my other breast, giving it the same amount of attention. I’m smacking myself in the face for telling him we needed to go slow because right now, I’m craving more of him.
Diesel has wedged himself into my head and heart so quickly that if I’m not careful, I’m gonna get whiplash. All of my assumptions about him hit me in the gut because I was so damn wrong.
“I’m sorry,” I tell him softly, and he lifts his eyes up to mine. “I never should’ve treated you the way I did growing up.”
He brings his finger up to my face, brushing back the strands of hair that fell from my ponytail. “Don’t be. It’s a part of our story.”
“I don’t deserve you.”
“I’ve told myself that for so long, and I started to believe it, but you know what? It didn’t stop me from going after what I wanted anyway. And now look?”
“Your persistence paid off,” I say, chuckling at his honesty.
“Damn straight.” He smirks, bringing his mouth back to mine. “You have the sexiest tits, by the way.”
I snort, blushing. “Wow. There’s that romantic side of you.”
“I’m romantic as fuck! Just wait until I can take you out on real dates.”
“Oh, really? What would a real date with Diesel be like?” I taunt as my fingers play with his belt buckle. The damn thing must come with a combination because it’s impossible to undo with one hand.
“You will find out very soon, sweet Rowan. Now get your hands away from my dick before I throw your rule out the goddamn window and fuck you against my couch.”
I groan loudly, tempted to rub my thighs together for relief. Sticking out my lower lip, I give him my best pouty look. “That’s not fair. You took off my shirt.”
“Okay, fine.” He leans back and wraps a hand behind his neck, pulling off his. “There, we’re even.”
“Hardly,” I say with a deadpan expression. “Now, your pants.”
“No, ma’am.” He swats away my eager hands. “I’m not just a play toy.”
I scoff, chuckling at him feigning offense. “Then tell your cock that because it’s begging to come out and play.”
Diesel chuckles, leaning over me. He tilts my chin up and brings our lips together, soft and slow. “Let me take you out. We’ll leave town and see where the night goes.”
“You really take this whole dating thing seriously, don’t you?” I tease, capturing his bottom lip with my teeth.
“I take you being my girl seriously.”
We continue making out, his rough hands massaging my breasts while heat pools between my thighs. He’s working me up but not willing to do anything about it.
“You need to stop, or I’m going to combust.” I grind against him, needing the friction to relieve myself.
“Let me help with that…” He shifts our bodies so we’re chest to chest. Sliding his hands down my body, he slips beneath my shorts and into my panties. His fingers find my clit, and soon, he’s rubbing circles, and I’m gasping for air. “Better?” His voice is taunting, but I nod, arching my hips for more.
“Don’t stop,” I beg. I wrap my hand around his bicep, squeezing hard as he increases his pace. “Oh my God…” My eyes roll to the back of my head as he slides two fingers inside me while his thumb rubs against me.
“You have any idea how many wet dreams I’ve had of this exact moment,” he murmurs against my lips, and I can tell he’s smiling. “So fuckin’ many, Row.”
“Sounds like you needed a hobby,” I tease, bucking my hips.
He chuckles. “I did. You’re it now.”
As I get closer to the ledge, his mouth sucks on my neck, and he kisses my jawline before sliding his tongue between my lips. The heat between us is so intense, and I know I’m about to explode at any moment.
“Let go, sweetheart. Come on my fingers,” he demands. “I wanna taste you.”