Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“You’re upset.”
“Furious,” I snap, turning from him to go over to my boxes. “I don’t want to come with a toy, Coleson. I wanted to come with you. Given your actions, it’s obvious you don’t want the same. I get it. Whatever.”
Before I can walk away, he snakes his arms around me. I try to pull away, but he presses his lips to my ear and I go still. His breath is hot, his lips dangerous as he holds me in place. He splays his hand across my belly, and he whispers, “Stop.”
“Cole—”
“Wife,” he demands, and my pussy weeps for him. “Don’t ever let it cross your mind that I don’t want you.”
I take a deep breath. “Then why the toy?”
He hesitates and I wait. But he doesn’t answer me. Instead, he runs his lips along the shell of my ear and whispers, “Can I show you what I mean when I say I want you to use this toy?” My eyes drift shut, my heart slamming against my ribs. Unable to speak, I only nod, but then his teeth sink into my lobe and I’m crying out. He soothes the bite with his tongue, and against my ear, he requests, “I need your consent.”
Catching my breath, I say, “Yes.”
I feel his lips curve against my ear, and then he guides me backward, not putting space between us. The backs of my legs hit the bed before he lowers me down, our eyes locking with so much heat between us, I feel like I’m burning everywhere.
“Lift your skirt.”
His request has me gushing between my legs, and I have to squeeze my thighs together as I do as he asks. His eyes travel up my thighs, the weight of his gaze so damn suffocating. I’m lost as he opens the box and takes out the toy. “Slide those panties off.” My mouth is dry as I hook my thumbs into my lace panties and lift my ass to draw them down my legs. They fall to my ankles, but before I can pull them off, he snatches them and brings them to his nose. He inhales deeply, his eyes falling shut. The groan that leaves his lips almost has me coming right then and there. I watch as his good pupil blows out, his eyes more dark blue than bright as he looks down at me with such hunger. He licks his lips, tucking my panties into his back pocket and leaving me to squirm under his heated gaze.
“What are you going to do with my panties?” I find myself asking, needing to calm myself before I combust under his gaze.
“Whatever the fuck I want.”
“Don’t sell them on Snifffr.”
He chuckles, a smile curving at his lips in that way I crave. I love when he smiles, but I love even more when he’s all filthy, just for me. “No one but me will be allowed to enjoy your scent until my year is up,” he murmurs, his eyes intent on me and knocking every single breath out of my body. “Now, open those legs and show your husband that gorgeous pussy.”
I squeeze my thighs together as he reaches for a barstool at the island and drags it to the end of the bed. “Are you going to touch me?”
He shakes his head before sitting down and leaning forward on his knees. Disappointment flares inside me until he bites out. “No. I won’t have to.”
My breath catches, and heat floods my pussy. “What?”
“Open your legs. Now,” he says in a low and dangerous way that has me doing just that.
As I spread my legs for him, my eyes refuse to leave his face while he watches each movement I make. When I’m completely exposed to him, he licks his lips, a predatory look on his handsome face.
And I’m ready to be hunted.
CHAPTER 21
Coleson
I realize too late that buying the vibrator was a mistake.
Now I have to make up for it.
I just can’t touch her. I touch that pretty pussy, and I won’t stop.
I’d devour her.
Whole.
A tremor rushes down my spine, and my cock hardens to steel as I take in her glistening center. Her thighs are milky, thick, and…fuck if I don’t want to run my tongue along every dip and curve. Her pussy, though… Jesus Lord, help me. Her dark curls are wet with desire, her lips swollen, and the nub I want to nibble on is just begging for that. It takes every ounce of self-control not to lean forward and suck her clit into my mouth. I want to slide my fingers inside her entrance and relish the feel of her slick heat entrapping me.
I’m not gonna make it.
My mouth is so dry, it’s basically the Sahara Desert. I pull my gaze from her center and meet her wanton eyes. Such desire, such heat, burn in her gaze. She wants me just as badly as I want her. Taking her, though, would only hurt her more in the end. Maybe I can keep her from falling for me if I’m not physical with her. I know if I allowed myself to do what I want with her body, her heart would follow. And just like her family assumes, she’d break. I have to be gentle not to smash her heart. I have to restrain myself.