Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 123171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
“Not more than usual, I suppose. My, uh, last relationship ended when I realized only one of us thought it was serious.” I thought I was in love, but I moved on too easily with hardly any heartache. Still, it left me bitter and untrusting. Though, I know now anything I felt for Lisa pales in comparison to what I’m feeling for Josie at this moment.
“I am quite glad you decided not to swear off men.” I bring my hand back up, giving her ass a squeeze. We had sex only twenty minutes ago but I’m getting turned on to have another go. It’s been a long fucking time since I had anyone make me feel like this and I want nothing more than to spend the entire day in bed with Josie.
But we have a three-hour drive back to Silver Ridge, and that’s only if the horses do well in the trailer. It could very easily take us four or five hours if we have to go slow or stop to check on anyone in the trailer. My mind is going to be on her the whole time, remembering how sweet she tasted and how her tight pussy felt around my cock.
Dammit, I’m starting to get hard again. Josie wiggles closer and I know I’m about to lose my battle against my willpower. She’s snuggled up with me, innocently enough, but it will only take one touch to make me lose control, pin her down on the mattress, and fuck her until she’s screaming my name—again.
It’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman, but this is more than just satisfying a physical need.
“I don’t want to get up,” she mumbles. “But I know we have to. The sooner we get home, the better, right?”
“Right. We have time to get something to eat first as well.”
“Food sounds good.” She inhales and slowly sits up. “You wore me out.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip and the blankets slide down, revealing her naked body. She takes my breath away all over again and I swallow hard, fighting against my libido.
But I cave and end up kissing her before forcing myself out of bed.
“My clothes are still wet,” she says out loud, feeling the jeans she has hanging on the back of a chair, and goes over by the door, picking up the scrubs she wore only for a short while last night. If her clothes are wet, then mine are too. I didn’t lay mine out as nicely as she did, though it doesn’t bother me to wear scrubs. I prefer them most days, as they’re much more comfortable than jeans.
Stretching out, I lay back and let my eyes fall shut. I slept with Josie, twice, breaking my cardinal rule of not getting involved with a client. Panic starts to twist in my stomach because I don’t know what to do now.
Mostly because I want to sleep with Josie again. And again. And again.
I want to lay her down and bury my head between her legs, licking and sucking at her most sensitive parts until she comes so hard that the sheets beneath us are soaked. I want to feel her pussy spasm around my cock as her body shudders, hardly able to handle the intense pleasure I bring her.
And I want to hold her, feeling her heart beating right up against mine.
It’s the latter that terrifies me the most because now that I’ve had her, I won’t be able to function without. Whoever said it was better to have love and lost than to never have loved at all is a fucking moron. Because I know without a shadow of a doubt, no one will ever come into my life and make me feel things the way Josie has.
She’s vexing. Stubborn. Challenging. And, God, she’s so fucking hot. I roll over, talking down my cock; though, part of me thinks I should wrap my fingers around it and get myself off, needing the release so I can think clearly for the next few hours until Josie and I have a chance to be alone again. Pulling over and fucking her in the back of my truck sounds pretty damn hot at the moment, as well.
It’s not just a warm body turning me into a horny-as-fuck teenager again, it’s Josie. She’s everything I never knew I wanted, and everything I’ll ever need. That thought alone is enough to jar me, and I sit up, looking in the direction of the bathroom.
I’ve spent the last few years telling myself true love doesn’t exist, and I’d be a fool to give my heart to anyone ever again. And, as much as I don’t want to get hurt again, I think I’d be a bigger fool to let Josie get away.
Chapter Forty-One