Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 140795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140795 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“Hasn’t anyone talked dirty to you before?”
“Not within my hearing.”
He laughed at her prim tone.
Searching the contours of her neck until he reached her ear, Reaper used his tongue to flick her earlobe. Growling when she started shivering, he pulled her harder against his body. Twisting his face to the side, he found her lips again, driving his tongue inside as he moved his hand to the back of her neck, holding her in place for his hungry mouth.
“Gavin …,” she gasped.
A spring breeze sent the sheets billowing around them as their passion rose higher. Sensations of heat and desire, which he thought never to experience again, had him shaking as much as she was shivering.
Looking over her shoulder, he saw the clips holding the sheet in place. Using the hand on Ginny’s neck, he reached out to press the clips, releasing the blue one behind her.
“The day of T.A’s wedding, I wouldn’t have been there if Shade hadn’t called me for a ride,” he murmured against her lips. “I was ready to leave without his ass, then I heard you sing.”
Purposely, he wrapped his arm around Ginny’s waist to lift her higher before laying her gently down on the sheet.
“This is what I should have done when I saw you.” Pressing his mouth against hers, Reaper kissed Ginny softly, as if it were their first kiss. Swirling tongues had them sinking deeper into the daydream he was deliberately creating. With hands on her waist, he bunched up her thin top to her ribcage, as his thumbs sought out the sensitive points that had her arching into his hardening cock.
Gasping at the sensation, memories he didn’t want came crashing back, destroying the special moment he wanted for her. Sitting up, his hands unconsciously went to his head. He wanted to crush the thoughts out of his mind.
“Gavin … Gavin ….”
Reaper dropped his hands to look over his shoulder at her. “I want to … but I can’t ….” Taking a steadying breath as he looked down into her eyes, courage tried to come to his rescue, willing him to do something that he had never done before. “I’m not a man anymore … I can’t … I was ….”
“Gavin … you’re more of a man than any I’ve ever met. Would it work if I did this?” Ginny smoothed the sheet down so she could lay on it. “And did this?” Ginny placed her hands to her sides. “I’ll only touch you if you want me to … where you want me to. For however long you want me to. My brother’s won’t be back until late tonight.”
The seductive offer had desire returning.
Shifting on his hip so he wasn’t weighing her down, he returned his hand to her exposed belly.
“Take off your top,” he ordered thickly.
Ginny sat up to remove her top, then resumed her position on the sheet.
“I like this … a lot.”
Ginny laughed up at him. “Of course you do; you’re domineering as heck.”
“I am not.”
She rolled her eyes at him. “Okaay,” she smarted off.
“Take off your pants.”
“Okay.” Ginny unbuttoned her jeans, wiggling out of them, then tossing them to the side after she removed her sandals. Once she was lying down again, she had to smother a giggle.
“What’s so funny?” What in the fuck was she finding funny about him trying to make love to her? Because he wasn’t a real man ….
“You want to know something hilarious?”
“Not at this moment.”
She had to smother another giggle. “But it’s really funny. ”
He was going to give her something that he was going to find hilarious as fuck when he saw her face after he paddled her for making fun—
“This is the same panty and bra set I was wearing during T.A’s wedding.”
Dammit. He started laughing.
Dropping his head onto her shoulder, he admitted the truth. “I don’t deserve you,” he said achingly against her skin.
“I know.” Her giggles stopped as she turned her face toward his. “But you have me, anyway.”
He glided his hand to her shoulder, tugging down her bra strap, then claiming the tender flesh underneath. “Forever and ever.”
“Let’s get through the here and now, and I’ll be happy.”
“Then it doesn’t take much to make you happy.” Palming her breast in his hand, he used his thumb to stroke her nipple. They were the size of quarters, with the tips a dusky rose color. Licking one with the tip of his tongue, he saw goosebumps rise up on her arms.
“You’re so sensitive.” Letting the warm air from his mouth blow on her nipple, he watched as it peaked, begging to be touched. Swirling the nipple inside his mouth, the pounding desire that he had before came back in a rush. Ginny was right; he was domineering. He would cover her with his body and wreak the same havoc on her senses that she was doing to him.