Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“Will you settle for better?” he asked, cupping my face. His hand was warm enough to make me want to melt into a puddle.
I nodded, eyes locked on his.
Dominic brought his lips to mine and kissed me softly. I gasped against his mouth, tilting my chin back and letting him kiss me deeper. Our tongues slowly touched and I pulled back, biting my lip as goosebumps raced across my skin. They had nothing to do with the cold. “That wasn’t bad. But, I’m going to have to ask you to keep practicing. On me. Multiple times per day.”
He smirked. “We’re moving kind of fast. I don’t know, Darcy. I think I’m getting cold feet.”
I punched him in the chest and took the key, pointing a warning finger up at him. “My heart is very fragile. You’re not allowed to even joke about breaking it again. Understand?”
He nodded. “No more jokes. But you never told me which option you want to choose from the folder.”
“Oh, about that…”
41
DOMINIC
I folded my arms and looked around the building. The walls were freshly drywalled and unpainted. The floors had thick paper taped over most of them with hardwood peeking up at the corners. The windows were large with a view of Manhattan. It was our first time in the new office, and Darcy looked like she was in love.
She walked into the center of the large open space, spreading her arms wide and spinning while laughing. “Look at this place! I love it!”
I grinned, going up to put my arms around her. I did that a lot. She was just so damn adorable. It was hard not to want my hands on her–my mouth on hers. I kissed her neck and hugged her from behind, breathing in her scent. “You approve?”
“Of course I do. This is going to be perfect.”
“You’re sure you want to do this? It’s not too late to back out.”
She pulled from my arms and faced me, one hand on her hip and a dangerous look in her eyes. “Don’t even talk about backing out. I’m all in, Dominic. Are you?”
“I’m in,” I said, pulling her toward me by the waist. “But I’m only thinking about being in something else right now–someone else.”
She rolled her eyes, but smiled and tilted her head. “That someone better be me.”
“I was thinking we should christen the place before we get it furnished.”
“The contractor is supposed to be here in fifteen minutes.”
I shrugged. “Lasting longer than that with you is a sheer act of will, Darcy. Give me fifteen minutes or five. I don’t give a shit. Just give it to me.”
She giggled as I pulled her in and lifted her to wrap her legs around me. There was nothing to use in the whole open space, so I had to walk her while kissing all the way to the nearest wall. Her back bumped against it and our teeth clattered, but we both laughed.
“Smooth, Romeo,” she said.
“Smooth isn’t my specialty. I’ve been called a barbarian before.”
“Is that right?” Darcy gave a suggestive little wiggle of her hips against me, grinding into my already rock-hard erection. She had on a dress and it was hiked up to her hips already. I could see a glimpse of her white panties when I looked down between us. “Then take me like a barbarian, Dom.” She met my eyes and gave the slightest twitch of her eyebrow. It might’ve been the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and I instantly reached down to rip her panties free. I tugged at the side until I felt the fabric tear. Darcy gave a little surprised squeal, but didn’t complain.
A moment later, I’d freed myself and was guiding my length inside her. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“Sue me,” she said. “My boyfriend is rich. He can handle it.”
I grunted. She had such a smart mouth, and she only got sassier when she was horny. I’d started learning that about her. But one of my favorite parts was when she stopped talking–because that was when I knew I had her. Not many things could make Darcy McClain shut her mouth, but my cock could.
She laced her fingers behind my neck, using the wall as leverage to grind into me as I pumped against her. She was warm, wet, and tight. I already felt like I was close to release. We’d been back together for less than a month and by some unspoken agreement, we’d stopped using protection already. I’d been about to put on a condom last week and she stopped me, chucking it to the side and letting me take her raw.
It was painfully sexy, and I loved how hungry she was to have my release inside her. To tell the truth, I wasn’t worried about the consequences. Maybe that was why it was such a turn on. She didn’t seem to be worried, either. Just like that, we both knew this was for the long haul, and there wasn’t any sort of commitment that was too extreme.