Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Big was rough around the edges, and God, I loved that about him.
“You have to know how much I want you, Landry.” He lowered his head to mine, so close our lips almost touched. “Whenever I’m in town, I have to seek you out, watch you, fantasize about you.” His warm breath slid along my face. “But I’ve been so damn scared and nervous to ever say anything.”
I shivered from his words, at the meaning behind them. It’s how I’d felt too. “I’ve felt the same way.”
He acted surprised again. I wanted him to lean in and kiss me, to show me how it would be, if it would be like I envisioned.
“Landry, whatever you want is yours. I want to share everything with you. I want… you.”
The words were right on the tip of my tongue, wanting to be revealed, wanting to just spill forth. I’d imagined this moment for so long, fantasized about Big feeling the same thing for me that I did for him.
“Just tell me, Landry. Tell me what you want, baby, and it’s yours.”
God, I felt like I’d pass out. I placed a hand on my chest and breathed in and out fast, hard.
“Big…” Everything stilled in me as I thought about how to say this, how to be honest. “I want you too.” And now the words were out, the truth moving between us, never to be taken back.
A moment of silence passed between us, as if time stood still, and then he crashed his mouth on mine, taking it in a bruising kiss, giving me everything I’d always dreamed about in that one moment.
I couldn’t think, couldn’t even move. I let him dominate my mouth, fuck me between the lips. I let Big take control, own me in every possible way. Because it’s exactly what I wanted.
“Don’t stop me,” he murmured against my mouth.
I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “Never. I’m never going to stop this.”
The growl of approval he gave me had my toes curling.
Home. I felt like I was home.
Chapter Eight
Big
God, she was gorgeous, perfect in every way. All I wanted to do was please her, to make her feel good, to make her know she would always be mine. I wasn’t going to let her go. I wasn’t going to give her up.
Not ever.
I didn’t want any other woman, hadn’t since the moment I saw her and felt this fire consume me. It had been years since I’d been with a woman, so damn long. And I’d been fine with that, never missed it, never wanted it after the fact. I didn’t miss it, not until I saw Landry and knew she was the one woman I was always meant to have.
I needed to show her, to tell her that I wanted only her. She heard the words, but now I’d show her.
In all the ways.
Her mouth was hot and sweeter than anything I’d ever tasted, but then again, I’d known she would be. I knew she’d be the best damn thing I ever experienced.
“Landry. Baby.” I groaned those two words. I kissed her again and again. “I’ll never get enough of you. Never.” Fuck, she was so much smaller than me, her body feminine and curvy, like how a real woman was made. I wanted her lusciously thick thighs wrapped around my waist, her ankles at the small of my back, pulling me in closer, deeper.
But I wanted her so fucking much that I was afraid I’d break her if I went too hard, too fast.
I swept my tongue into her mouth, groaning at her flavor, at the way she gave in, pressing her full breasts to my chest. Her nipples were hard. I felt the twin points digging into my chest, hard and most likely aching for my mouth. Shit, my mouth watered for a taste of them.
She was pliant against me, her body molding to mine, pressed right up against me so that I felt her softness to my hardness. I stroked my tongue along hers over and over again, mouth-fucking her the way I wanted to do between her pretty thighs. I fucking loved the little noise she made.
I didn’t want to take her here, out in the cold, against her car, but I also couldn’t stop this. And I knew she didn’t want me to either.
Landry. Mine.
I slid my hand up her back and curled my fingers around her nape, letting her know she was mine without saying the words. She’d know how I felt by the way I touched her, treated her. I used my other hand to grip one of the mounds of her ass. Fuck, she felt good. Perfect.
I only held her ass and nape for a second before sliding my palms to rest them along the small of her back.