Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
He leans closer to me and my heart pounds in my chest. His scent surrounds me and I can feel his body heat. The angry look on his face and the possessiveness he’s exuding is hot.
“I don’t need to be invited in, not when I’m watching out for you and my baby.”
Dang, he’s incredibly sexy when he’s angry. His muscles flex and his eyes have darkened. He’s giving off this alpha-dominant vibe and I’m ready to submit to him.
“I’m far from an intruder or a stalker. You’re being overly dramatic and honestly a bit careless. I told you to move the key and you didn’t, so instead of leaving it I’m taking it this time. It’s not breaking in if I have the key.”
I’m barely comprehending what he’s saying now. I can’t believe my stupid hormones have chosen this moment to take over. I no longer care that he’s standing in my kitchen. All I want now is for him to make good on his word and help me out because I’m suddenly ridiculously turned on.
“Are you evening listening to me?” he growls.
I bite my bottom lip and lift an eyebrow as I stare at him.
His eyebrows shoot up as he stares at me. “Are you serious? You’re horny now?”
I slowly shake my head as I step closer. “Yes.”
“You were just ready to rip my head off and now you’re turned on?”
“Yes, Shepherd, that’s how quickly it happens.” I rest my hand on his solid chest and grin. “We have an agreement.”
He smiles and wraps his large arms around me, resting his hands on my ass. That’s when I realize that the only thing I’m wearing is a short, thin sleep shirt. No bra and no panties.
“Yes, we do and if you need relief, you’ll get it.”
I stare at him and it’s crazy because I’m still pissed at him, but I need him to give me relief. “I’m still angry,” I admit.
“That makes two of us, but it’s not going to stop me from making sure you’re taken care of. I told you I’ll always be here and I meant that on every level.” He moves his hands, dragging them up my body. He stops by my breasts and uses his thumbs to rub over my hard nipples through my thin sleep shirt.
“Oh God,” I moan, dropping my head back.
“Fuck, it’s hot how you react to my touch.” He moves his hands back down my body and pushes them under my shirt. His eyes snap to mine and he grins. “No panties?”
I shake my head as my body burns with want. “No.”
He leans close and nips my ear and whispers, “Fucking hot.”
My body is ready to explode. His low deep voice is the tipping point. “Shepherd, please.”
He runs his fingers through my wetness and pulls me closer. “This is all about what you need.”
He pushes two fingers in and I moan, thankful for the relief I immediately feel. He moves his fingers as his other hand reaches around and grabs onto my ass. The way he’s twisting his fingers with such skill is overwhelming, in the best possible way.
I open my eyes and see his face and my anger returns. “I need you to keep going, but turn me around because I can’t look at you right now.”
He chuckles, apparently finding my anger funny. He doesn’t say anything as he spins me around and bends me over the counter. His fingers get right back to work and I let out a moan because he’s deeper now.
“Yes, it feels so good,” I cry out.
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back as he continues fucking me with his talented hand. “Let go of that anger with your orgasm, Felicity.”
I know he’s right, I need to do it, but right now my only focus is how good he’s making me feel. I’m creeping closer to my release and my body shakes, each cell vibrating.
“Fuck, I’m close,” I moan.
“I feel your wet pussy gripping my fingers. Give me your orgasm and let go of everything else,” he demands.
His raspy voice does things to me that I can’t explain and when I feel myself falling over the edge, I do exactly what he demands and let it all go.
“Yes,” I shout.
“That’s it, let it all go,” he whispers.
I lay my upper body on the counter, breathing heavily as the orgasmic bliss rushes through me. Shepherd removes his fingers, causing me to miss his touch and he rubs my back.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“Better?”
I push off the counter and adjust my sleep shirt, unable to hide the grin on my face. “So much better.”
“You know, maybe your anger toward me isn’t that you’re pissed, but that you’re horny.”
It’s a thought, but not one I’m willing to focus on right now. “Maybe,” I say with a tiny shrug.