Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
She tries to speak, but I claim her mouth, silencing her with a long kiss. I inch my fingers under her dress to grab her ass and find her bare underneath.
“Are you trying to kill me? Running around without anything under this flimsy material. Tell me you didn’t go out with him like this.”
“It’s just for you,” she breathes. “I need to tell you something, Barclay.”
“You’re telling me all I need to hear with your lips on mine,” I whisper, showering her neck with kisses. “We can talk later.”
“Mmhmm,” she mutters, melting into my arms. Finally.
“I’m taking you to my bed,” I announce, scooping her up in my arms, her hands encircling my neck.
“Yes, please.” She gives me a shy, sweet smile, reminding me of her innocence and how special this night is for her.
Entering my master suite, I hold her closer, needing to calm any fears she may have. “I’ll do everything to make it good for you. Will you trust me, Tessa?”
She peeks up at me through her lashes, eyes bright. “I’m all yours. I want you to be the one.” She brings her lips to mine in a scorching kiss.
42
Tessa
He handles me like I’m made of fragile glass and eases me down on the large master bed. It fits the room and the man. The lights are turned off, but the city glows through a wall of windows, sending moving shadows across the ceiling and walls.
He stands a few feet away from the bed and removes his shirt. The lighting is muted, but I can still make out his carved abs. I wish he wasn’t beyond my reach. I want to touch him so bad.
Piece by piece, he undresses himself until there’s only one more item of clothing left: his boxer briefs. I wait for the reveal, and when he pushes them down his legs, I gasp. He’s long and hard—gravity defying. My word. Seeing a naked man on the internet is nothing compared to the vision of Barclay in person. I can’t quit staring at his perfection.
The dark shadows mix with the dim light and crisscross over his body, making him look like a granite statue of masculine beauty. I glance up at his face to find him smirking at me, knowing I’ve been caught ogling him.
“Raise your hands over your head, baby.” I do as he asks, and he removes my dress, stepping back to ogle me. “You’re lovely beyond words.”
I fight the urge to cover myself as his eyes pore over every inch of my exposed skin. Barclay must sense my unease, and brushes my cheek in a lingering touch. It’s so tender and caring, all my self-conscious feelings begin to fade away.
“No man can ever be fully worthy of you, Tessa, but I’ll try.” My eyes cloud with tears knowing how he sees me, even if I don’t believe it myself.
“I want you, Barclay. Only you.”
He reaches into his nightstand, pulls out a foiled square and a bottle filled with a clear lubricant, and places them on the bed.
“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you sitting in the restaurant, so pretty in pink, coloring the space around you. With your blond hair caressing shoulders I longed to touch. I couldn’t get you off my mind.”
His hands gently spread my legs apart, then he positions himself over me. He kisses my lips, then takes my nipple into his mouth and does that trick with his tongue that drives me wild. I grab hold of his hair for dear life.
“You really like that.” He chuckles.
“Please, don’t stop,” I beg.
“Never,” he exclaims, moving lower and trailing his lips over my stomach, stopping at the valley where my hips and thighs meet. When he sucks the tender skin there, I arch my back off the bed and whimper.
His tongue and fingers find my aching center and join to work me into a moaning frenzy.
“Barclay,” I moan. “I had no idea.”
“This is only the beginning, sweet girl. There are so many things I want to do to you.”
Somewhere in the lust-filled haze of his touches, I hear him tear the foil pack. He kneels between my legs, coating the condom with lubricant.
I stare at the beauty of him in complete awe. Powerful thighs, a cut jawline set hard while he concentrates on his task. This moment is more than I’d ever dreamed of for my first time, and my heart flutters in anticipation as our eyes lock. This is it, finally.
“Are you sure, Tessa?” he asks, anxious eyes waiting for my reply.
“Yes, please. There’s no one I’d rather be with than you.” He smiles down at me with a heady mix of lust and adoration.
Positioning himself at my entrance, he gently pushes inside me, and by some miracle, I begin to stretch with him. He stares intently at me, watching for my every reaction and feeling.