Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I swallowed thickly.
“You know what it means,” I whispered. “I saw you, upstairs.”
“You’re imagining things Kenzie.”
“I liked what I saw,” I said quietly, stepping towards him. Lincoln turned and looked at me then, and his blazing hot eyes burned right into my core, making me melt.
“You don’t know what you saw, Kenzie,” he growled fiercely.
“Don’t I?”
“Watch it,” he groaned, his eyes ablaze with heat.
“I did,” I said quietly, my cheeks flushing.
“Fuck, Kenzie,” Lincoln looked away. “You don’t know what you saw.”
He turned and started to walk out of the kitchen, and my heart sank almost as much as the frustration bloomed across my face.
I knew what he was doing — I knew with me being so young, and with his best friend being “in charge” of me, that in his eyes, I was totally off-limits. But I knew what I wanted.
I walked over to the fridge, yanked it open, and took out a beer. The cap made a hissing sound as I twisted it off and then chucked it across the marble countertop.
That got his attention.
Lincoln stopped in the doorway and turned back, and when his gorgeous blue eyes landed on the beer in my hand, they narrowed fiercely.
“The fuck do you think you’re doing?”
I shrugged, taking a small sip and forcing myself not to wrinkle my nose.
“What, it’s hot out. Just trying to cool off.”
And with that, I turned on my heel, and marched right out of the kitchen, feeling his eyes burning into my skin as I did.
“Kenzie.”
The growl from the doorway to the living room pulled my eyes up, and I shivered as they locked with Lincoln’s.
“What the fuck has gotten into you, huh?” he growled, stepping into the room. “Life so fucking hard here that you just have to act like a spoiled little fucking brat every goddamn minute of the day?”
His voice rose, this commanding power behind it that sent electric teases through my body.
“Goddamnit, Kenzie,” Lincoln growled under his breath. “Put the fucking beer down, and—”
I snapped, furious that he was still ignoring what I was telling him.
“You can’t tell me what to do—”
“Watch me,” he hissed.
“Like you watched me?”
We both froze — him at my words, and me at not quite believing I’d actually said them out loud.
“What?”
My chest rose and fell heavily with my breath, and my tongue darted out to wet my lips.
“I— I know I saw you, upstairs in the window. I know you were watching me out by the pool.”
His jaw twitched, and his eyes blazed right into mine as his shoulders heaved.
“Goddamnit, Kenzie…”
“The same way you watched me last night, when Wilder was—”
“Stop, Kenzie,” Lincoln growled.
“I think you liked what—”
“You want to play big girl, huh?!”
I gasped sharply as Lincoln suddenly closed the distance between us, striding right over to me. He yanked me up by my elbows, making me tremble and gasp as he towered over me, his gorgeous blue eyes captivating mine.
Oh God, this is it.
I could feel the heat exploding through the room around us, the both of us panting and trembling this close to each other.
“You want to play bad girl?” he hissed under his breath. “You want to pretend you’re all grown up and can play with a grown man like this?”
“I am grown up,” I panted.
“You’re eighteen,” he growled, leaning down so he was inches from my face.
“Yeah, I am. I’m an adult, you know!”
“Barely!”
“But legally.”
Lincoln groaned, and I took a quiet breath as I felt the thick, throbbing bulge in his gym shorts pulse against my tummy.
“Fuck, Kenzie,” he growled, his jaw clenched so tight and his hands holding me even tighter. I whimpered at his powerful, possessive grip, and when I looked up into his eyes, I knew he’d heard it.
“Lincoln—”
“Fuck, Kenzie.”
It came out as a hoarse whisper, and suddenly, his lips were searing to mine.
I moaned into that kiss, the breath stolen from my body as every single nerve exploded with heat. My body came alive as he grabbed me in his powerful hands and yanked me right against his gorgeous, muscled body. Lincoln growled into my lips, and I moaned back, willingly opening them for his tongue. His hands slid over my body, his fingers teasing my skin as he gripped me so tightly.
Suddenly, I was falling as he pushed me back onto the couch behind us. I whimpered, panting as I watched him yank his shirt off and toss it away before moving over me. His tanned, tattooed, chiseled body rippled as he stalked over me, his muscles straining tight as he pinned me to the couch with his body over mine.
His lips crushed to mine again, and this time we both moaned loudly as we drowned in that kiss. My legs spread around his muscled hips, and when he started to tease a hand under the hem of my tank top, I shivered. His fingers moved lower, down over my tummy to tease against the edge of my little bikini bottoms.