Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
The man was nothing but a heaping stack of muscle and brawn and this unfound beauty that could never have been expected.
He trembled the ground below him.
An earthquake that rattled me to the core.
His back rippled with strength, his shoulders so wide I wasn’t sure how he didn’t have to angle to the side to make it through the bathroom doorway.
The globes of his perfect, round ass flexed with each step he took.
My stomach knitted in a knot of greed.
I had to press a pillow against my mouth to stop the needy sound from escaping.
Of course, Cody had to go and catch it, and he was smirking in that way he loved to do as he glanced back. “Are you ogling me, Shortcake?”
“Who me? No, never.” How I’d gone from drowning in his intensity to giggling, I didn’t know.
Apparently, he’d driven me to delirium.
His amusement grew as he turned around and stretched himself out across the doorway, hands going to either side of the frame as he leaned my direction, no shame as he put himself on display.
God, the man was full of himself.
I was going to have to give him a pass. He’d earned that arrogance.
Every rugged, brutal inch of him was immaculate.
“No fibbing, darlin’. You think I can’t feel those eyes on me? Not that you’re going to find me complaining.”
“Do you think I could look anywhere else?” I gave up on the teasing and welcomed the wash of need that swelled from the secret place I’d kept for him. “I can’t think straight when I’m looking at you. And seeing you like this…”
I trailed off, not sure how to admit the way he made me feel but knowing I needed to touch him again.
A growl got free of his vibrating chest. “You should really stop looking at me that way, Shortcake.”
“What am I looking at you like?”
“Like you’re mine.” The words scuffed through the air.
Snares to inflict.
Like you’re mine.
I was in serious danger of falling into that spot. Of falling for a man who kept making me imagine things that I knew better than to dream about.
He wouldn’t stay. He’d get bored. He’d stray.
He’d broken me once and he didn’t even know it.
And Brooke…how could she not hate me?
I’d promised…I’d promised. And still, I was shifting around to sit up on the side of the bed before I slowly rose to my feet.
Powerless.
Addicted.
I wobbled. Weak to his presence.
I inched across the room.
Gold-flecked eyes consumed me as I approached, and I saw the tremor roll through his body. His muscles ticked and jumped in vicious anticipation.
“What if I was?” I whispered, a masochist, begging for that breaking.
None of it seemed to have any bearing right then.
I watched his partially soft shaft harden to stone.
“What if I told you I was yours tonight?”
“Then I’d say get on your knees, darlin’, because I want to fuck that sweet mouth.”
I didn’t hesitate, I lowered to the floor, and I stroked my hand down the velvet stone of his shaft as I peered up at him.
He towered, nearly touching the ceiling.
Pure, chiseled strength.
Harsh cuts and lines with that softness in his eyes.
He rushed a thumb over my bottom lip. “Think you might be my match, sweet girl.”
Then he pressed the tip of his dick to my lips.
Desire throbbed and I licked out over his head and swirled my tongue around the fat, engorged tip.
His stomach trembled and he jolted forward. “You are trying to ruin a man, aren’t you? Knew it from the second I saw you. I’m not going to be the same.”
He fisted a hand in my hair, and he edged me back for a second, both of us held in a moment’s anticipation.
Intensity boiled around us.
A bubbling of greed.
Then he nudged his cock a little deeper.
“Suck me, Shortcake. Show me what you’ve got.”
Need pumped through my veins, and I felt powerful, beautiful as I drew him in as far as I could take him, sucking as I drew him to the back of my throat, even though I barely could take half of him in.
Cody groaned, and he tightened his hold in my hair. The other hand went to my face as he ran his thumb along the edge of my lips that were stretched wide with him. “If you could see what you look like right now. My cock stuffed so deep in that sweet mouth. Suck me, darlin’. Show me how much you mean it.”
He kept going from rough to soft, the man a whirlwind that had completely swept me away.
No rhyme.
No reason.
Just this.
Just us.
I wrapped both hands around the base of him, and I drew back. I swirled my tongue around his fat, throbbing head, and I gave him a good suck as I plunged back down.
Cody grunted.
I picked up a rhythm. I wanted to give him exactly what he’d asked for. To show him that I meant it.