Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 108141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 360(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 360(@300wpm)
And then she moans—fucking moans into my mouth, which has me both getting hard and snapping me out of my trance at the same time.
I break our kiss and back up slightly. Her brown eyes slowly open. They go wide in shock, as if she can’t believe what just happened, which makes me smirk because she’s the one who kissed me.
“That was one helluva kiss,” I murmur, my gaze flitting between her eyes and her bee-stung lips.
Her eyes dart past me, and I turn slightly to see a guy glaring at us and the woman on his arm scrunching her face up in disgust.
“Are you going to introduce us, Nevaeh? Or just fuck him in the club?” the guy sneers.
Hmm… interesting. I turn my eyes back to the woman who’s named Nevaeh, according to the dick who’s clearly jealous of us kissing. Her eyes are pleading and I’m lost as hell, and if I’m honest, my head is a bit scrambled from that damn kiss.
She whispers, “Please,” but I can’t hear the rest of what she says over the music. Then she nervously chews on her bottom lip, and it doesn’t even matter what she’s asking or saying because with that look in her eyes, I would probably hand over my wallet if it’s what she needed. What the fuck is wrong with me?
With Nevaeh still sitting on the bar with me standing between her thighs, I turn around and introduce myself since apparently the dick wants to be introduced.
“I’m Ethan.” I put my hand out and the dick glares at it before shaking it. “And you are?”
Nevaeh speaks up before he can, peeking out over my shoulder. “This is my ex-boyfriend, Gerald. Gerald, this is Ethan, my boyfriend.”
Okay, so I guess I’m the boyfriend…
Turning my back on Gerald—who the fuck names their kid Gerald?—I give Nevaeh a chaste kiss before I lift her off the bar and set her down next to me. My arm goes around her shoulders and I tuck her into my side. Then I lean over and give her temple a quick kiss. She smells intoxicating, sweet mixed with a bit of sweat, probably from dancing. I imagine her sweating underneath me while I fuck her. I haven’t been someone’s boyfriend in over a decade, but pretending to be hers doesn’t seem like a hardship, at least not for a few minutes, so I go along with it.
“Ahh, you’re Gerald. The ex.”
“You’ve heard of me?” His chin lifts and his nose points up in the air like he’s fucking royalty. Someone needs to knock his ass off his imaginary pedestal.
“Yeah, I’ve heard of you. Although, I’m not sure why you were so eager to be introduced to the man who’s fucking your ex-girlfriend.”
Gerald’s jaw drops, and his eyes bounce back and forth between Nevaeh and me. “Bullshit!” he hisses. “Nevaeh is a virgin. She doesn’t have sex.”
Well, this just got interesting.
Nevaeh tenses, and I pull her closer into my side. I don’t know who the fuck this guy thinks he is, but I’m about to put him in his place for Nevaeh’s sake. Leaning toward Gerald, I say slowly, “Well, Gerald, the fact my cock has been pounding into her tight, warm fucking cunt night after night for the last year says otherwise.”
His fists tightening tells me I’ve hit a nerve, and that has me grinning. Just as he’s about to say something, Logan walks up. “What’s up, Ethan?” Logan looks from Nevaeh to me, and I know I need to end this before Logan fucks it up for this girl.
Turning to Nevaeh, I lay it on thick, knowing her ex is hanging onto every word I say. “Baby, I need to get back to work, but I’ll see you later.” I give her a wink and a quick kiss before letting go of her and walking away with Logan, who looks confused as fuck.
Once we’re out of earshot, he says, “Who was that hot chick and why the fuck were you calling her baby?”
As we head back to my office, I explain the little I know, which isn’t really much.
“So how did it feel?” Logan asks, dropping into a chair.
I close my door and sit behind my desk. “How did what feel?”
“To be someone’s boyfriend.” He laughs.
“I’ve been a boyfriend before, asshole.” At one time in my life I was a whole lot more.
“And I think I made a damn good boyfriend if I say so myself.” I nod jokingly. “Plus, it was so short-lived, I didn’t have time to fuck anything up.” I chuckle. “Actually, I take that back. I think I did kind of fuck it up.”
“In the thirty seconds you were pretending?” Logan raises a brow in disbelief.
“Apparently she’s a virgin, so when I told him we’d been fucking for the last year, he damn near lost his shit. He probably thinks she’s a whore now.”