Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
I held gauze on the wound and asked, “Are you okay?”
It was in the depth of her eyes that I rode a wave back to sanity. A kill order had blared in my head as I fought against the instinct to draw Ruin out right now.
We held there until the blood stopped flowing. Lucky for us, there were hypoallergenic suture strips for wound closure in the first aid kit. I used one to securely close the tiny opening. It held fast. I covered it with a fresh pad of gauze and secured it with medical tape. Tomorrow, we would remove that layer to let the wound breathe easier. I gathered the remaining things and made my way off the bed.
“Shawn.”
Every time she said that name, I felt guiltier than I had before for lying about it and so much more. I couldn’t even respond. I just stood there frozen.
“You don’t have to go,” she said.
All the reasons why played in my head before I said, “I should.” I turned away, and when I reached the door, I added, “Get some sleep.”
Frustrated, I pushed into the spare room and managed not to slam the door. It wasn’t her fault I had to keep my hands off her. I tore the jacket I still wore off my body and let it fall to the floor to be the base of the pile for the rest of my clothing as I continued to strip. I might have slept nude if I wasn’t on alert. Ruin knew where we were.
I hadn’t finished undressing when I realized I still held the tracker in my hand. I needed to do something with it. There was a soft knock at my door, and Tayla poked her head in and said, “I don’t want to sleep alone.”
A crack of thunder answered before I could. Pelting rain battered the window, stealing my focus from her until she said, “Fuck me.”
It wasn’t a curse that left her tempting lips, but she’d said it like a prayer. I snapped my head back in her direction. There was no hint of amusement in her expression. My control broke, though I managed to put the tracker on the bedside table instead of dropping it to the floor before I moved.
I reached for her hand and yanked her to me. Our lips collided with the ferocity I’d been holding back. I glided my hand down her back to cup her ass. It was then I paused, reminded again of the asshole who’d forced me to hurt her again to remove his poison pill from her body. I was careful not to disturb the area I’d cut.
“I’m fine. Don’t hold back,” she begged as her nails raked over my scalp.
She wound her legs around my waist, and I slipped my hand over the bandage once more to ensure it wasn’t wet and the sutures held. It wasn’t. When she rubbed her tight core against my throbbing cock, my mind flipped back to pleasing the woman in my arms. My knee dipped the mattress as I positioned us with me beneath her as we sat with her straddling my lap. Her fingers clawed at my shirt as we continued kissing, her mouth searing mine. I lifted my arms, letting her remove the shirt. It ended up in a pile somewhere on the floor.
With her hand on my chest, she urged me back before shifting back so she could remove my boxer briefs. I lifted up, but her hand was back. Her head dipped and damn it all to hell, her tongue licked the head of my cock and the bead of precum that appeared.
I closed my eyes because I could have come right then with one swipe of her tongue. Never had I lost all control. “Fuck, you're perfect,” I managed to say.
A sly grin curled her lovely lips. She fisted my cock like she was very sure of what she was doing. Though she’d been a virgin, it didn’t mean she hadn’t done other things. A growl rumbled in my throat at the thought of her with someone else. Only when she swallowed the head of my cock did I lose all reason.
My phone buzzed somewhere, but I couldn’t have given two fucks. As her mouth took me deep and out again, I fisted the sheets. Afraid if I touched her, I would flatten her to the bed and pound in and out of her like a man possessed.
As she hollowed her cheeks and twisted her hand, she moved up and down my shaft. When I got too close, I covered her hand with mine to stop her.
“No. I’m not going to come in your mouth. I’m going to come so deep inside you, your pussy will weep for days.”
I shifted and positioned her so she was on her knees, and I was behind her. The bandage looked fine, so when she begged me with the word “hard,” I didn’t think twice. It was a damn good thing she was not looking at me. I stilled with my cock in my hand against her opening. She shifted back. I gave her ass a playful slap. “Greedy,” I said.