Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
He stepped up to me and gently lifted my sweater, carefully taking it off, then draping it over the back of a chair. He was so comfortable in his own skin, and I was awed by that.
When he made his way back to me, he started to unbutton my jeans.
“I thought we were supposed to undress ourselves.”
He winked. “Well, considering you’re watching me and not undressing, I figured I would help you out.”
I swallowed my nerves and tried to speak, but the only word that came out was his name. “Beck…”
He paused and looked me in the eyes. “Do you want to stop?”
“What?” I asked, letting out a disbelieving laugh. “No! God, no. It’s just, you’re so comfortable walking around naked, and I’m sure you have a lot more experience with this than I do, and—”
Pressing a finger to my mouth, he slowly shook his head. “I haven’t been with that many women, Avery.”
“How many have there been?”
He raised his brows. “Princess, do you really want to talk about this? Now?”
I gave a one-shoulder shrug. “It doesn’t matter to me, really. I think I’m more curious than anything.”
Beck drew in a breath and blew it out. Oh Lord, it was going to be a high number.
“Three.”
I blinked a few times. “I’m sorry…did you say three? You’ve only been with three women? But…but…” I moved my hands up and down. “Look at you! You’re so handsome and you’ve got a body that is, well…it’s beautiful.”
With a shrug, he said, “I lost my virginity to an older girl when I was in high school. We dated a few times while she was still in college. Once I got to college, the only thing I could think about was pleasing my grandfather, so dating was on the backburner.”
He crouched in front of me, lowering my jeans, and I placed my hands on his shoulders and nearly moaned. He was rock solid. One leg out, I switched and lifted the other, and he repeated the process. Then I was left in only my bra and panties.
Quietly talking while he stood and turned me around to unclasp my bra, he went on. “After I started working for my grandfather, and attending all the fancy parties and dinners, I met Rachel. She works for my grandfather’s company, but in a different department.”
I closed my eyes. A name. It was never good when they said a name. He pushed my bra off and kissed along my back. I tilted my head so he could kiss my neck. His arms moved around me, and he cupped my breasts as I leaned back against his blazing-hot body.
His name came out of my mouth on a groan. “Beck…”
“Does that feel good?”
Nodding, I turned and pressed my chest to his as I lifted and drew his lips to mine. He was so much taller than me, but we seemed to fit together beautifully. His hands moved to my ass and he squeezed, pushing his erection against me.
Drawing back just enough to gasp for air, I said, “I need you inside of me.”
He pushed my panties down and straightened. Lifting me up into his arms, he carried me over to the bed. All thoughts of his previous lovers were gone from my head.
He pulled back the comforter and sheet and gently placed me in the middle. His mouth took mine in a searing kiss that served to only fan the flames in my already-burning body.
“God, I’ve been dreaming of this moment since I first met you, Avery.”
My fingers sliced into his soft hair, and I nearly purred at the way his blue gaze took me in.
When his hand moved between my legs, I spread them wide for him, arching off the bed as he slipped his fingers inside me.
“You’re so wet, and so fucking tight.”
I clawed at his back with my hand while the other grabbed at the bed.
He moved over me, taking one of my nipples into his mouth and biting it gently. I let out a small scream, then sighed when he blew on it.
“You’re so responsive. God, I want to lick every inch of your body.”
“Yes. You can, but, Beck, I’m dying for you to be inside me. Now!”
He settled between my legs, rubbing his dick over my clit, nearly causing me to come right then.
“When was your last time?”
My eyes flew open. “What?”
“The last time you had sex. I need to know if I should go slowly.”
And then it happened, in that very instant—I gave my heart to Beck Dahlstrom, and I knew there was no way I would ever get it back. I didn’t want it back. It was his for a lifetime. The way he cared about me in that moment and my comfort. I’m not sure all guys would be in their right minds to even think that question, let alone ask.