Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 98112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
I grit my teeth and growl in her ear. “That’s it, princess. Ride me.”
She grinds against me slowly, her fingers digging into me through my shirt. “I should stop, but this feels crazy good.”
It fucking does. “Give me your mouth.”
No hesitation. Her eyes slide shut as she leans in and settles her lips over mine. As I stroke my way inside her, I taste champagne and her excitement. It’s as addicting as the seductive sway of her hips as she rolls rhythmically over my cock.
Tingles tear up my spine. Sweat breaks out across my body. The crowd I know damn well that’s gathering around us recedes into the background. There’s only her, teasing me with the heat of her kiss. I’m fixated on her breasts bobbing in front of me and the pleasure tearing across her face.
She’s killing me.
I slide one hand low on her back and press her against my shaft. When she gasps into my mouth and her thighs tighten on my hips, need burns away my good sense. If it wasn’t for this fucking crowd, I would rip off her panties, unzip, and impale her until she’s taking every inch I’ve got. I hate that I can’t. And it’s pissing me off that every moment between us is for public consumption right now.
She’s mine. After this stunt, I’m done sharing.
I need to get this over with so I can take her back to my bed, lay her out, and love her right. If she’s pretending feelings for me for the cameras, I’m going to wring them out of her until she gives me her heart for real.
With another moan, Corinne tears her lips away. Her head slides back. I lick my way up her throat and sink my teeth into the crook of her neck. Then I slide one hand under her skirt and work my thumb under her panties, settling it against her clit.
Slowly, I rub at her.
Her eyes fly open. Her cheeks bloom with red. She pants in my face, her breaths fast, hot, and sweet as she undulates on top of me.
Panic creeps into her expression. “Xavian…”
She’s going to come. In public. She knows it, and she can’t stop it.
“Now,” I demand.
She’s got to before she takes me with her.
Her hips sync up with the music. Her nipples stab the front of her dress. Her mouth gapes open as her eyes slam shut. She throws herself against me, and I’m surrounded by the feel and the scent of her. She might have been a virgin a few short days ago, but she’s goddamn gutting me. Hell, she did with a glance. I feel her down to my bones. I ache to share this orgasm with her. I have to dig deep to find control.
Her body tenses up. Climax is seconds away. I shouldn’t tempt fate, but I drag my mouth across her bare skin and inhale her. She even tastes like heaven. She makes me shudder in need. I’m so lost in her I don’t know if I’ll ever find my way out.
I love this woman.
Suddenly, the low hum of the crowd becomes a dull roar. It takes all my sheer will to lift my heavy lids. A small crowd of strangers and cell phones are focused on us. They’re not even trying to hide it. Bastards. None of them can see Corinne’s face, so I wouldn’t give two shits about the gawkers—except the one in a sedate suit who walks directly into my view.
Riley Stephens.
What the fuck is he doing here?
I tighten my grip on Corinne and send him a killing glare. His eyes narrow. No surprise, he hates my guts. His glare also says he intends to challenge me for her.
Never. I’ll lay waste to him before he comes near her again.
Above me, Corinne’s body starts to quake and buck. Her hips gyrate, quick and desperate. Ecstasy breaks across her face as her lips part wide. She’s about to scream. I fucking want to hear it so bad and share in her pleasure. But I refuse to let anyone else listen to her wail of ecstasy, especially that son of a bitch Riley.
I grab the back of her neck and yank her lips down, covering them with my own just in time to swallow her orgasmic cries.
Closing my eyes, I shut everyone else out, reveling in the way Corinne clings to me through the last of her wracking, shuddering bliss, anger at Riley’s sudden appearance bolstering my self-control.
Finally, she stills, breathing hard, and slowly opens her eyes. The pounding music and the murmurs of the crowd snap her back to herself, to the moment. Shock shoves aside her satisfaction. “Oh, my gosh. Are people watching?”
She’ll know if I lie. “Yeah.”
She winces, clearly embarrassed. I can almost see her thoughts racing. “I’ve never done anything that rash. I have to get out of here.”