Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
“I heard about the bet.”
“What bet?” He looks at me like he really has no idea what I’m talking about.
“Some bet about sleeping with me.” He throws his head back and laughs. I smack his chest. “It’s not funny.”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about, but if there is some bet about me sleeping with you then we’re going to win.”
“I’m not sleeping with you.” I smack his chest again.
“One day.” He presses his mouth against mine before I can say anything else. I grip his shirt as he pulls back.
“There is no bet.” I should have known. “I’m sorry.” I bite my bottom lip.
“You have reason to doubt me, but I’m going to keep pushing until you see this is real. I’m not going anywhere. You’re mine, and I’m yours. We’re getting married, remember.” He smiles. I roll my eyes, pretending to be annoyed.
Reality is I feel the flutter in my stomach that only he can give me. I pull him down for another kiss. He brushes his mouth against mine. This time he stays there for a moment. I think he’s really going to kiss me this time, but he lifts his mouth from mine.
“Damn it, Reid.” I pull on his shirt, trying to yank him back down. “Are you going to really kiss me or not?” I barely get the words out of my mouth then he’s all over me. He lifts me off my feet. My legs wrap around him as he pins me to the side of the truck, giving me exactly what I asked for.
12
Reid
I growl against her mouth. I’ve been waiting for her, and now she gave me the green light, so I pounced on her. I have no freaking clue how I’ve made it this long without tasting her fully. Each time I’d pull my mouth from hers my whole body rebelled. She’s freed this hunger inside of me now, and I pray that she doesn’t ask me to stop.
My fingers dig into her hair. I give it a small tug that makes her gasp. The second her lips part, I slip my tongue into her mouth. She tightens her hold on me, pushing her tits into me. She’s trying to get as close to me as she can. I think my girl has some hunger of her own she needs me to take care of.
At first, she lets me take what I want. I had no fucking clue someone’s lips could be as soft as hers. Everything about my Zoey is sweet and soft.
“Kiss me back,” I order her before my mouth is back on her. I give her ass a squeeze. Her tongue meets mine, and a whimper of need comes from her. Just like her, the whimper is soft and sweet. I want to know what other sounds I can draw from her.
“Gross!” I jerk my head back to see Melissa standing there with a cigarette in her hand. Her face is scrunched up in displeasure.
“Fuck off,” Zoey says. She looks as surprised at her words as I am. I burst into laughter as she glares at Melissa, who stomps off. Zoey relaxes back into me, and a smirk pulls at that mouth of hers. “I can’t believe I said that.”
“I’m sorry, babe, but seeing you jealous because of me makes my dick harder, and it’s pretty fucking hard right now.” I let her slide down my body so she can feel just how hard I am for her. She sucks in a breath, and even that is hot.
“The feeling is mutual.” I guide her back a few steps so I can open the door for her. She goes to hop in, and I give her a smack on the ass, which gets me a glare from her. She turns her head, trying to hide the smile on her face. I round the truck and hop in.
“Are we going to Megan’s party?” she asks.
“No. Why would I want to go there?”
She shrugs one shoulder as she steals a fry out of the bag.
“I only went to those parties so that I would have something to do and to make sure that you never showed up to them.”
“You’re full of it.”
“I have no shame over the things I’ve done because I know I’m a jealous man when it comes to you. I could have ended up in jail for knocking some fucker on his ass. I’m not into the whole conjugal visits thing.” She snorts an adorable laugh. “Are we eating at your place?”
“Yeah, my mom’s not home.” I nod, not telling her I already knew that. Quinn told me the other day that she’d be gone for the weekend but to keep an eye on Zoey. She even gave me a key.
It’s hard not to speed home, but I control myself. I’m not going to be stupid and risk anything happening to Zoey in order to get home a few minutes faster. It’s a short drive, and her house comes into view pretty quick.