Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
God, I love the way he talks to me. It’s like something right out of a romance novel, only better.
Much better.
“You’ve got me,” I tell him, letting him know I am on board with the direction this night is headed.
“Bedroom, where is it?” He glances up the staircase. “Up there?”
I nod.
“Good, because I plan on laying you out, and memorizing every curve of your sweet body.”
Shivers cascade all over my skin. “Oh Harrison,” I say as he tugs me closer to him. He presses me against the door, hoisting me up as I wrap my legs around his waist.
“On second thought, I might just take you right here and now.”
I giggle lightly at how needy he sounds.
He sets me down and smacks my ass. “Lead the way.”
I shimmy my way over to the staircase, removing my high heels from my feet as I go.
“Goddamn I’m a lucky fucker,” he breathes out as he kicks his own shoes off.
I smile wide as I unzip my dress, and he grabs the banister with both hands, leaning over, trying to get closer to me. I shake my head. “Are you a good boy?” I ask him with a laugh.
He shakes his head no. “Absolutely not.”
I pout. “No?”
He grabs me, bringing his lips mere inches from mine. “No fucking way. I’m a naughty motherfucker, and if anything, I’m as bad as they come.”
I laugh lightly. “Good. I want you to treat me like the naughty man you are.”
“You want naughty?”
I nod, lowering my dress slightly. “Yes.”
He pulls my bottom lip between his fingers. “You sure about that?”
“Yeah.”
He kisses the hell out of me. The kind of kiss that sucks all the air from not only my lungs but from the entire house. It’s just that powerful.
His hands roam all over my body, and if we don’t get up to my room pronto, we’ll be having sex right here on the staircase. Which I don’t mind.
I’ve been thinking about having sex with this man since the last time we had sex. I never knew there could be anything like what Harrison did to me in his office.
I’ve never had any man treat me that way, ever. Like he worshiped every inch of me. Kind of like he’s doing right now.
It’s magical.
“Harrison,” I moan out, pushing him away slightly so I can get to my bedroom.
“You’re going to have to be the one to initiate getting us to the bedroom because I’m about to fuck the hell out of you right here over the banister.”
I turn to hurry up the steps as Harrison’s hot on my heels. As soon as we reach my room, it’s as if time moves in slow motion. Harrison’s hands land on the zipper of my dress, slowly dragging it down the rest of the way, exposing more of my skin for his eyes to feast on.
And he is. He stares at me like I’m an anomaly. Like he’s never seen anything so glorious in all his life. It almost makes me self-conscious, but I also don’t want to deny this man anything.
He removes all of my clothing and nods toward the bed. “Get on the bed. Let me get my fill of you. You’re mine tonight, February. All fucking mine.”
The bed dips as I climb on and move to the headboard, sitting there, waiting for Harrison to act.
However, he doesn’t. He just stands there, gawking at me. He removes his clothing, painstakingly slow. When he removes his briefs, I suck in a deep breath, my eyes widening. I know I saw his dick in his office, but it looks ten times bigger now.
He wraps his hand around his shaft, and I lick my lips.
“You keep staring at me like that and this night will be over before it even starts.”
I kick up a leg, giving him a peek. “Well, hurry up and get over here, then.”
He climbs onto the bed, cursing under his breath as he yanks my ankle, bringing me down the bed, closer to him. “Don’t tease me, baby. I’m teetering on the edge as it is.”
His words make me brave, and I grab at his hardness, wrapping my hand around the base. “I want to taste you,” I tell him, shocked by my own words.
With any past relationship I’ve always felt like sucking dick was a chore, but right now, with Harrison staring at me like I’m a mystery, it makes me want to do anything in my power to please him.
“Yeah?” He moves closer, plunging his hands into my hair. “You want to suck me off?”
I nod, licking my lips and his eyes fall closed. “Yes,” I breathe out. “Please.”
“Have at it. Take it deep down your throat, you dirty girl.”
An ache settles between my thighs, and I press my legs together to quench the feeling of wanting him there. Yes, right there.