Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“We’re just cuddling,” I retort.
“And you wish you were cuddling my dick,” he says in a smug tone. “If I asked you to peel your little panties off and climb on my cock, you would. Boyfriend or not, you’d fuck me, Roux, because you want what you shouldn’t. You want something dangerous.”
Turned on by his words, I slide my palm down, but before I can reach his dick, he grips my wrist hard.
“But I’m not some douchebag like Ramirez,” Jordy growls. “I’m here to protect you at all costs. Even if that means protecting you from me.”
I jerk my hand from his grip and start to climb off the bed, but he pulls me to him, my back flush to his chest. His powerful arm curves around my middle, holding me in his protective embrace. He nuzzles his nose in my hair. All the anger that surged up inside me has melted away as I allow myself to be held by this man. I’ve missed him so much.
“Everything feels so messy,” I whisper. “Since you came back.” Tears flood my eyes and spill out, soaking the bed below.
“I’ll clean it up,” he assures me, his hot breath tickling my hair.
His cock is hard behind me, but unlike Kayden, he doesn’t rub it against me. Jordy simply holds me like I’m the most important thing in his world. It’s confusing and infuriating, and also incredibly satisfying.
“You confuse me,” I whisper.
He kisses my head. “I confuse myself.”
“Was my dad nice?”
A laugh barks out of him. “Nice? Your dad? Not the word I’d use to describe him.”
I twist around to face him. His eyes are nearly closed and he smells like liquor. It makes me wonder if I could get away with kissing him.
You have a boyfriend.
That I don’t like. Not like this.
For the first time since I started dating Kayden, I come to the conclusion I need to break up with him. It’s not fair to either of us. He wants to have sex and I don’t want to. Not with him at least.
But with Jordy?
I always loved him. Like a brother. But now… Now everything is different. He’s always been so hot, but I’ve never been affected like this. I practically melt at his touch and hang on his every word. I crave to touch every part of him and have him touch every part of me.
I want him so much.
“What word would you use to describe him then?” I ask, my lips close to his.
“Total dickhead.” He chuckles. “He looks after his own, though.”
“You were his?”
He opens his eyes, his dark browns pinning me. “We’re family, Roux. Always have been. Always will be.”
I don’t think family lies tangled up this way, eager to get naked and kiss.
“I’m still a virgin,” I whisper. “I know I made it seem like I wasn’t before, but I am. I don’t want you to think I’m a ho like Tarrin, though Kayden probably wishes I were.”
He spreads a possessive palm over my ass, squeezing. “You’re worth waiting for. When you’re ready to have sex, it should be on your terms, not some horny-ass thug who just wants to bag a virgin.”
I’m ready.
But not with Kayden.
If Jordy would give me the time of day, I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me. With Jordy, it feels safe. Comfortable. Like home.
“I’m ready,” I breathe, brushing my lips against his. “Kayden’s just not the right one.”
Jordy brings his face closer to mine, kissing my jaw. “The right one will be worth it. Whenever it happens. Just hold out for the right one.” His lips trail a searing line along my jaw. “Don’t give it to him.”
I tilt my head up, groaning when his lips part and he kisses the side of my neck. His tongue flicks out, sending currents of desire right to my core. I let out a moan, my fingers biting into his bicep. He sucks the skin on my neck gently. Shivers ripple through me. His tongue drags back up to my jaw and he nips me there.
This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.
My body begs for his touch, trembling and whimpering in need.
His palm slides down my outer thigh until he meets bare skin beneath the hem of my dress. Slowly, he drags the material up, his fingertips leaving a trail of fiery heat. He sucks on my neck again, this time a little harder. Our breathing is heavier and each hot breath on my flesh turns me on further. I’m squirming with desire. I want him to strip me and claim me.
He pulls my thigh up over his hip. A draft of air flutters over my wet panties, making my cheeks burn with heat. His mouth opens wide, like he’s trying to devour me. Teeth scrape over the pulsing vein in my neck. I whimper, wanting him to bite me. Instead, he sucks me hard, to the point of pain. I cry out, inching my leg higher up his hip, needing friction. Needing him. He slides his palm up under my dress, teasing his fingertips under the edge of my panties on my ass.