Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 145729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
“So maybe not so shallow.”
She shrugged. “Maybe. In any case, I now have this scar. By the way, I saw you hung the picture in the great room. I saw it when I was walking to the stairs.” Her hand dropped to his jeans, fingers fiddling with the snap there. She opened it. “You’re right, it looks good. I didn’t think it would go so well over the fireplace, but the colors are perfect. I like knowing something of mine is in your house.”
“I do too.” His hand slipped into her hair. “I like you in this house.”
“I am here.” Very, very slowly she slid down the zipper. He was already hard and ready for her. “I kind of like this afternoon break thing. Now, that might be a decent rule to add.” She slipped off the bed to her knees, nudging his legs apart so she could fit. She took off his shoes and socks first. Grasping the waistband, she pulled his jeans down his legs until she could get them off.
She loved looking at him sprawled just like that, draped over the bed, hands back behind his head, his eyes on her face.
“Do me a favor and lose the clothes.”
“My clothes? I don’t think it’s necessary when I plan to have your cock in my mouth, devour you and then go to work.”
“Your clothes. I want my cock in your mouth and then I want you riding me. Hard. Face-to-face. And I want to look at your body while you do that.”
She cupped his balls, her thumbs sliding over the velvet sacs while she contemplated what he wanted. “I have to admit, I like the idea of riding you hard, but I’m giving up a lot here, so I should have some concessions.”
She pulled off her shirt and flung it to one side. Her bra followed. She removed both boots and then shimmied out of her jeans. She liked the way his eyes were on her every second. He didn’t blink, giving her the full focus a leopard would its prey. That familiar shiver slid down her spine.
“What concessions?”
“Tonight, I get to take you all the way before we let the cats run. I have something special I want to try.”
“I have to let you blow me again? Twice in one day. That’s tough, baby. A really tough sell. I don’t know.”
“Let me try to persuade you.” She knelt between his legs and licked up his shaft. His cock jumped and he groaned.
“That’s cheating. Cheaters get in trouble. Their asses get marked.”
“I am cheating, but I want my way.” Before he could reply, she took him deep, sucked hard, her tongue lashing and curling around him. She’d had plenty of practice, and she loved watching his face, watching the pleasure spread, the lines of carnal sin deepen, the dark passion turn his eyes more blue than green. It was such a turn-on.
“All right, baby. But don’t expect to sit comfortably for a day or two.”
She purred softly around his shaft, watching the vibrations take him up another notch. She loved that. Loved it almost as much as she loved what he did to her. Everything he did to her. “I’ll look forward to that, honey, but in the meantime, you’re going to have to stay strong,” she murmured around his shaft, and then went to work.
She loved making it difficult for him to leave her mouth. If he came in her mouth, it was paradise, but then he missed her sheath grasping him with scorching-hot, tight muscles. Milking him. Pulling his seed right out of him.
He groaned, and his hips began that helpless thrusting she knew meant she was giving him exactly what he needed. She increased her suction, took him deeper, held him there, muscles squeezing, took a deep breath and started all over.
Then he caught her braid in his fist, forcing her head up. “Sit on me. Do it now, you little cheater. Right now.”
He was leaking all that salty goodness she had tried so hard to get. Laughing, she licked at him, took him deep while he held his cock at the base and then, with a show of reluctance, let him go. She straddled his thighs, and lowered herself onto him, all the while watching his face. She loved that. She loved the way his gaze dropped to her breasts, his hands came up and then his mouth was on hers, kissing her fiercely. She felt as if she was home.
8
“Damn it, Drake, I’ve given you everything I have on her. I need to find out who the hell tried to kill her and why. We have an entire team of investigators. Are you telling me they can’t find one single thing on her? She’s been here a year. Surely somewhere in the United States, a car blowing up was reported a year ago. That can’t be that fuckin’ hard to find.”