Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 131728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
He’s back.
“And what do you want from your man?” he murmurs.
Shit . . . think of a hot answer, and quick!
“I like to be challenged sexually.”
His eyes darken. “Do you . . .”
Just come out and say it.
“That’s why I was interested in doing this friends-with-benefits thing with you.”
He steeples his pointer finger up the side of his face as he leans on his hand. “Go on.”
“Well . . .” I pause as I try to get the wording right in my head. Don’t fuck this up. “You said that you are not looking for a relationship.”
“Correct.”
“You like to dominate in the bedroom.”
He stares at me for a beat before replying, “You’ll get attached.”
I sip my drink. “I think that if anyone is getting attached, it would be you.”
“I can assure you it won’t be me.”
Poor deluded fool.
“Good.” I smile. “That settles it.”
“Settles what?”
“You’re going to be my friend with benefits. There’s no reason we couldn’t have a business arrangement.”
Amusement flashes across his face as he listens. His pointer finger is still up the side of his face as he leans on his hand. “No.”
“Yes.”
“No, Juliet. I’m not negotiating a body fluid business deal with you.”
Time to play hardball.
I lean in close and put my mouth to his ear. “Are you trying to tell me that you wouldn’t like me on my knees sucking your cock,” I whisper.
His eyes darken. “Not one bit.”
Liar.
“I like to swallow, you know.”
He holds my gaze, and something tells me I’m playing with fire.
“I know you do,” he murmurs.
Every cell in my body is screaming for me to stop, telling me how irresponsible and stupid this is. He wants sex with no strings attached. He’s telling me this straight to my face.
Yet I know that deep down on some level he likes me, even if it’s just a little bit, even if it’s only for one night. I can’t let it go without seeing what there is between us. I know I can handle this.
“I like the way you make me feel, Henley.”
His eyes drop to my lips.
Fuck, sleeping with him is either going to be a major regret or a major achievement.
Either way, a definite heartbreak.
I slide my hand up his muscular quad.
“You could jump over the fence in the middle of the night and have your wicked way with my body and nobody would ever know.”
Fire lights in his eyes, and I know he’s imagining it. “It’s not happening,” he whispers distractedly.
I try to think on my feet. Offer something that I know he wants.
I lean in close again and run my teeth over his earlobe. “Do you want me to beg?”
The door busts open as we kiss, tongues exploring each other, hands in the hair, and off-the-hook chemistry erupting between us.
Shoes are kicked off, his jacket goes flying, and Henley’s lips are locked on mine as he walks me backward toward the bed. We didn’t even make it to his work thing, and I think I may have found his one weakness.
Dirty talk.
A few depraved things whispered in Henley James’s ear, and his dick was so hard that it nearly ripped through his suit pants.
“Get it off,” he murmurs against my lips as he fumbles with the ties on my dress.
I undo the buttons on his shirt and tear his shirt over his shoulders.
My eyes drop to his chiseled body, down over his abs to the trail of dark hair that disappears into his pants.
Aah . . . he’s so ridiculously hot, I can’t stand it.
He spins me away from himself and begins to unlace my corset. “Get that fucking thing off,” he whispers. He pulls it with a tight jerk, and I smile at the wall. He’s desperate to get me naked.
He gets to work unlacing my dress. If only he knew that I had to call a hotel cleaner into my room earlier to lace me into the damn thing. Not one of my coolest moments, but I had faith that the dress would pay off, and it turns out that it certainly has.
He slides my dress down over my hips and takes my hand to help me step out of it. His eyes drop down my body, and when they rise to my face, they are blazing with desire.
My heart somersaults. I don’t think anyone has ever looked at me like that before.
Stay out of this, heart. Tonight is none of your concern, and don’t go getting any ideas. This is a physical intel mission only.
He drops to his knees and kisses me there through my panties. My breath is quivering as I struggle to breathe. Without another word he slides them down my legs and takes them off. He looks up at me from the ground, and suddenly the mood of the room has changed, no longer desperate and horny.