Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Her breaths came quicker. “What happens at the end of the thirty days, Ethan? What happens when I’m still your coach? We’ll still be working things out by then. We’ll have two weeks left.”
“Whatever you want to happen, happens. And not just at the end of thirty days. If you want to stop, we stop. You’re in control. Always.”
She studied me for a moment. “Is this your stealthy way of still trying to beat Gareth?”
“No,” I answered honestly. “This is me trying to ease my constant need for you. To help both of us focus. You can’t tell me you’re not distracted by whatever this is.”
A flush raked over her skin. “I can’t.”
I waited, my breath held, as I saw her think about my proposition.
“Thirty days,” she breathed the words. “You…you want that? You’re okay with it not being more than that?”
“Fuck yes,” I said. “You know I understand the reasoning behind your boundaries more than anyone.”
“I know,” she said, biting back a smile. “You’re sure? You won’t fall for me either?”
“I’ve never been more sure,” I said, only electing to answer the first part of her question. I didn’t want to lie to her. While I didn’t think I could give my heart to anyone ever again, I couldn’t deny the fact that she’d shifted something in me in a way no one else ever had. Was it love? I didn’t know, but I knew I couldn’t go on pretending I didn’t want her.
Her smile deepened. “Okay,” she said. “Let’s do it.”
“Thank fuck,” I groaned, closing the distance and crushing my mouth against hers.
She was surprised for all of two seconds before she melted into my kiss, her hands splaying on my chest, slipping beneath my suit jacket.
I tilted her back slightly, shifting us so her spine kissed the leather seat stretched beneath us.
“Now?” her eyes flared wide, breaking our kiss momentarily as my hand slid up her leg.
I raised up, looking at her with an amused wonder. “You think I’m trying to fuck you right now?”
She trembled beneath me. “Maybe?”
“You’d let me, wouldn’t you?” I grinned, my cock hardening in my pants.
“Yes,” she breathed the word, and fuck me, I wanted to sink between those thighs and feel her flutter around me.
I bent down, capturing her lips again in a bruising kiss that had her arching against where my thigh rested between hers, the silk of her dress hiked up around her hips.
“We don’t have time for me to do all the things I intend on doing with you, Alexandra,” I said against her lips before kissing down her jaw and over the globes of her breasts that were threatening to spill right out of the top of her dress. “Right now, all we have time for is to make you feel good.”
She gasped as I kissed my way back up her neck, spending a good amount of time on the spot beneath her jaw that made her breathing heavier. I slid my hand under the pooled fabric of her dress, teasing the inside of her thigh.
“Do you want me to make you feel good, Alex?” I asked once I’d reached her mouth again.
She nodded, her fingers reaching up and tangling in my hair to bring my lips back to hers.
“Baby,” I groaned against her mouth as she bit my bottom lip. “I need to hear you say it.”
I needed everything to be in her control, her hands, her comfort zone.
“Please, Ethan,” she said. “Please. I’ve been aching for weeks. I need…I need you.”
I glanced at the closed partition, knowing the driver was well-trained and wouldn’t look back, even so, she may have forgotten about—
“I don’t care,” she said, following my line of sight. “I don’t care. Just touch me.”
Fuck me.
That was all the confirmation I needed. I shifted my hand between her thighs, cupping her heat, my hand meeting lace that was wet.
“Fuck, Alex,” I groaned against her mouth as I shifted the lace to the side. “You are so slick already.” I slid my fingers teasingly through her heat, and she arched into my touch. “So fucking responsive for me.” I captured her lips again, swallowing her little moans as I stroked her.
“Ethan,” she whimpered into my mouth, arching her hips to get the friction she needed. “You feel…God, your fingers.”
I grinned against her mouth before licking my way between her lips, thrusting my tongue against hers as I plunged two fingers inside her heat. She gasped, clenching my shirt to hold me close, the tip of her heel digging into my back as she hiked her leg up higher to give me better leverage.
Fuck, she was on fire beneath me, all breathy and arching her hips into my touch. She wanted me just as badly as I wanted her. All it would take was one quick unzip from me and I could be buried in her heat, surrounded by all her slick warmth as I fucked her into oblivion.