Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
And I shared a bed with him all night long because the hotel only had rooms with one bed left. Which made no sense at all when there had been barely any other cars in the parking lot.
Not that I was complaining. Being cuddled up against Grey for hours on end—even though I’d slept through most of it—was an experience not to be missed.
I felt a little guilty over benefiting from Karina’s ordeal, but I knew my best friend would tell me to go for what I wanted, especially since Grey was the first man who’d caught my interest.
I only hoped that her hot biker was taking as good care of her as Grey was with me. Maybe we’d have some interesting stories to share about the guys watching over us once we could safely see each other again.
Grey’s arms tightened around me, and his beard scraped my neck as he murmured, “What’re you thinking about so hard?”
My cheeks heated as I considered the direction my mind had gone. No way in heck was I going to admit that I’d been looking forward to all the girl talk about him that I was going to have with Karina. “Nothing, just trying to wake up. I’m not really a morning person.”
“Good, I’m more of a night owl myself.” Twisting around to grab his cell phone off the nightstand, he grumbled, “But we’re both outta luck today. Need to get an early start so we can make it to my house tonight.”
“Ugh,” I groaned, pulling a pillow over my face. “I feel like I could sleep for a dozen more hours.”
“Then I guess it’s a good thing you’re not driving.” He tugged the sheet lower, and my cheeks burned when his gaze darkened as he stared at my naked legs. The shirt he’d lent me had ridden up, showing off my white cotton panties. Grinning, he patted my butt, sending a jolt of need straight to my core. “You can nap for as long as you need while we’re on the road.”
Lifting the pillow, I squinted up at him. “Do we at least have time to grab coffee and breakfast?”
“Long enough to go through a drive-through if we can find one open and eat in the car.” He got to his feet, and my gaze landed and held on the impressive bulge in his boxer briefs. “But if you keep staring at me with that hungry look in your pretty green eyes, we’re not going to have time for any pit stops because I’m going to use it all up in that bed with you.”
I’d never had a man look at me the way Grey was right now—as though he wanted nothing more than to devour me in place of breakfast. And his hard-on was growing bigger.
Knowing that I had such an impact on my sexy biker was a heady feeling. I was sorely tempted to see how far I could push him, but I wasn’t sure I was ready for what would happen when his control snapped.
“Then you should probably put on some clothes”—I waved my hand toward him—“and cover all that up because there’s no way in heck I can stop staring while your…umm…uhh…hard-on is right in front of my face.”
“Fuck, you’re cute.” Pressing his fist into the mattress, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth against mine. When my lips parted on a gasp, his tongue swept inside and stole my breath. I melted against him, my hands gripping his shoulders as the kiss went on and on until I could barely see straight.
I let out a whimper of protest when he lifted his head, and my eyes blinked open when he rasped, “Don’t worry, baby. I’m nowhere near done kissing you. Just gotta get you to the safety of my place before we go any further. Plus, I don’t want to spend my first Christmas with you in a random hotel on the side of the highway.”
“That coffee you promised me better come in the form of a latte.” I puffed my bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout. “I deserve a treat for being a good little hostage.”
He chuckled as he padded across the room to grab a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt from his duffel. “That should be doable.”
I heaved a deep sigh, glancing at my outfit from yesterday which was folded up on the dresser. “And since I’m stuck wearing the same clothes today, I feel as though it should come with a baked good of some kind.”
“Works for me.” He patted his six-pack abs. “I could use something almost as sweet as your mouth this morning.”
My cheeks heated, and I fanned myself with my hand while I watched him stride toward the bathroom. I dropped my arm when he glanced at me over his shoulder, but his smirk told me that he knew exactly how his words affected me.