Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 64704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
It wasn’t an extraordinary beginning to a love story, but I was still trying to hold firm to that idea that love could develop out of friendship and respect.
Brick’s face betrayed nothing as he continued to lean against the mini-bar and sip his drink. “You’ve been with him for months and didn’t sleep with him. Or anyone. You’re a passionate woman.”
“We were taking it slow,” I hedged. “I’m not really experienced, and he didn’t seem to mind. He wanted me to lose a few pounds and wear a little more make-up. I think that we just needed to be more comfortable with each other.”
“Your gorgeous just the way that you are, Daisy.” His voice was low and almost angry. “You don’t ever let someone tell you otherwise.”
“Oh.” My heart fluttered, but I tried to defend Ralph. “He’s never come out and said that I wasn’t pretty.”
“Daisy.” Brick put his drink down and stalked towards me. I was a little concerned until he put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. “So innocent despite having such a hard life. I don’t even know how you do it. At some point, you’re going to have to open up your eyes and see how things really are. The man that you choose to be with should appreciate every single luscious inch of your body.”
As he pressed up against me, I could feel his erection. I did that to him, and it filled me with a since of power. “Thank you, Mr. Langston, I mean Brick. I appreciate that,” I whispered.
He groaned against me and leaned back just enough to tip my chin up. “Daisy.” Hearing my name on his lips in that breathy voice made me melt. Helpless, all I could do was open myself up to him. As he lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine, I became his.
The kiss was slow, cautious, and dizzying. Even with him deep inside me, I’d never felt anything like it. His teeth scraped against my bottom lip, teasingly, and his tongue probed gently. It was almost as if he was asking permission, but that was a ridiculous thought. He was my master, and I was his without question. Accepting him, I molded my body against Brick’s and wrapped my arms around his neck.
Nothing seemed real. Here I was, a nobody from the Bronx, wrapped in the arms of the most amazing man I’d ever met. He was kissing me, and I could tell that it was a vulnerable moment for him. He couldn’t possibly think that I would pull away? I’d never felt a kiss like this. The heat. The sensuality.
Passion. I’d been terrified of this kind of emotion my entire life, and here I was, leaning into it, yearning for more.
His kiss grew deeper and more urgent. For a moment, I forgot that we were in public. I wanted to wrap my body around him and stay like that forever. I needed him deep inside me.
I wanted all of him.
Breaking the kiss, I stared at Brick and shivered. There was a question in those striking blue eyes. We were at a crossroad with the power in my control, although how or why, I wasn’t sure. But he was waiting for me to make a decision.
“Brick. Take me home.”
I’d never seen him so tense or quiet as he pulled me from the club and called the car around. The air was thick between us, and his touch never left mine. His fingers stayed intertwined with mine, stroking and caressing the crease between my thumb and forefinger. I was so wound up that the only thing that kept me from mounting him in the car was the driver’s presence.
I was on fire, so desperate for him that my body was shaking. It was terrifying.
When we were finally alone, as the door closed behind us in Brick’s condo, all bets were off. He growled, a low and primal sound deep in his chest. I shuddered with desire, reaching for the zipper of my dress. As I tugged it down my curves, it pooled to my feet, leaving me completely exposed. “Tonight, I want to please you,” I whispered.
“You please me every night, Daisy.” Brick stepped towards me, and I took one back, keeping distance between us for another moment, and raised my hand to stop him.
“That’s not what I meant. I want you to teach me how to please you. With my mouth.” The request sounded foreign to my ears, even a little dirty, and I blushed, swallowing hard. I didn’t even want to think about what would happen if he turned me down now.
His eyes flared, and he slowly backed up to the couch and sat down. “On your knees, Daisy,” he whispered hoarsely.
Slowly, I lowered myself until my knees were pressed onto the cold wooden floor. Taking a deep breath, I waited for the next command.