Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Right now, you’re getting a quick fuck. I’ll take my time when we get home.” I reach between us and rub her clit. “This is fast and dirty. But I know you like it.”
I feel her tighten around me as I pound her against the wall. I strum her sweet little nub, and she moans, burying her mouth against my chest.
My cock aches to come, but I feel how close she is. I grit my teeth and hold off, wanting us to go together. The punishing rhythm is enough, though, and I don’t have to wait long.
“That’s it!” she cries, tensing up and biting my chest as she comes.
“Fuck,” I moan, and empty into her, feeling my whole body shake from the intensity of it.
Her body goes limp in my arms as I feel the heat of our passion coat her thighs. I’m going to have fun cleaning that up later.
“God, you’re so hot when you fight,” she says, smiling at me with heavy eyes.
“Not as hot as you are when you’re on my cock.” I flash her the smile I know drives her crazy, and she rolls her eyes, smacking my chest playfully. “I’m going to take you home, feed you, and then make good on my promise.”
“You’re going to get lockjaw,” she says, kissing my lips. “But then I won’t have to hear your cocky comments.”
“I’ll take that trade-off.”
Chapter 12
Pandora
“I’ve never seen you look nervous before,” Royce says, looking over at me.
It’s been over a week of pure bliss with him. I even said “fuck it” and called out of work for two days just to stay in bed with him. I’d been working my ass off, and I figured I’d earned it.
He’s right, though. I hardly ever get nervous. “I want them to like you,” I tell him, looking up at my parents’ house.
Penelope has been begging me all week to bring Royce to the family dinner. While I want to, I’m a little reluctant. Not because I’m embarrassed to bring a guy around, but because I want everyone to love him.
Royce reaches over, sliding his hand into mine. “Baby, I promise everything will be fine.” He gives me a little squeeze.
“My family is close,” I tell him, trying to making sure he understands how important this is to me. I don’t want him to think I don’t want them to meet each other I just want this to be perfect.
We’re more than close. My family is everything to me. I actually think that’s part of the reason why I never went out and found—or wanted—a boyfriend. I had people close to me at home and didn’t think I needed it anywhere else. Plus, I always thought I’d never find someone as good as my dad. I wasn’t willing to settle. I saw how he treated my mom, and I thought that was rare. I didn’t think I would ever find a love like that. My mom’s strong-willed like I am, but he handles her, while letting her be who she is. I’m a leader like her, and most men are threatened by that. Royce seems to get off on it, though. It’s probably why I love him.
I freeze for a second, processing the thought that just popped into my head. I love him.
“Then I want to be close to them, too,” he says, breaking through my internal shock.
“I’m different with them,” I admit. “It’s not like the ‘work me’ most people see.”
“Baby,” he sighs. God, I love it when he calls me that. I used to think guys calling their women that was annoying. Maybe I was secretly missing something, because when Royce says it, I melt into a puddle. “I’ve spent a week worshiping your body and feeding you. I know there are two sides to you. I love them both.”
“You love them both,” I repeat, only really catching one word.
He grabs me, pulling me onto his lap and positioning me so I’m straddling him. He takes my mouth in a deep kiss that has me worked up in seconds.
“Loved you from the moment I saw you,” he tells me. He runs his hand up to my hair, pulling my ponytail. “I felt it that first time you took my hand.”
I’d felt it, too, but it scared me. “You make a different part of me come out. With you, I feel like I don’t have to have any walls. I can just be me,” I admit, because it’s true.
“I’m like a fucking king because you’re that way with me.” He rubs the back of my neck before pulling me to him and taking my mouth again. This time I deepen it, wanting to fall into him.
I pull him closer, but suddenly the car door is flying open.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God,” I hear Penelope say.
“Royce, this is my sister,” I mutter, pulling back from the kiss and blushing because I got caught making out.