Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Are you up?
I stare at the screen, waiting to see something when her text come through.
Yeah, why?
I smile when I text her back.
I’m sitting in your parking lot.
What???????? I’m in number four.
I get out, walking toward the door. The buzzing lets me in right away, so I don’t have to wait. I walk up the steps, and I see her. Her hair piled on her head, she’s wearing a white tank top with matching white shorts. A long beige knitted sweater falls off one of her shoulders while one bare foot is on another.
“Hey,” she whispers, and I don’t say anything. Instead, I walk to her and pick her up. Her legs wrap around my waist, my arms wrapping around her waist. “You came to see me.”
“I did,” I tell her softly. “I wanted a good night kiss.” She smiles at me, my lips going to hers. “Good night,” I tell her before she pushes her lips on mine.
Chapter Twenty-One
Denise
Seeing him walk up the stairs with his suit on made my heartbeat race and my stomach tingle. When he made his way to me, I just lost every ounce of self-control I had, so when he lifted me, I wrapped my legs around him. “I wanted a good night kiss,” he says when I smile at him. “Good night.” That’s the last thing he can say because my lips crush his.
He steps into my loft, closing the door with his foot while I attack his lips. His hands around my waist, he lets my lips go so he can kiss my neck. I move my head to the side while he trails kisses down my neck. He sets me on the counter and stands between my legs.
The sweater falls from my shoulder, my hand on his chest as I feel his heart beat under my hands. “I can feel your heart,” I tell him, and he looks down at my hand on him.
He leans in and kisses my neck, exactly where my pulse beats. “Our hearts are beating just as fast.”
“I’m nervous,” he says, and I just press my palm harder on his chest.
“Why?” I ask him.
“I’ve never been this nervous before,” he says softly. “I’ve never wanted something so badly before.” He leans in. “I’ve never wanted someone more in my life,” he says and then slowly kisses me. My hands slide up his chest to his neck, and my head tilts a bit to deepen the kiss as my chest presses against his. My nipples perk up at the heat from his chest.
I throw my head back, letting my body feel everything around me. His hands at the side of my hips, his lips moving from my lips to my neck as I hang my head back, and he slowly trails his tongue down the side of my neck. “I,” he says softly, and I lean back on my hands now, my tits pointing up. “I,” he says and then leans forward, placing a kiss on the center of my chest. “Your heartbeat has slowed.”
“I trust you,” I tell him, my voice low as he slowly trails the kiss to one of my nipples that is trying to bust out of my camisole. I want to tell him more; I want to tell him that I trust him with my heart, I trust him with my life.
“Tell me to stop,” he says softly, looking at me, our eyes meeting in the dark. The moonlight shines in and I just watch him as he leans in, biting my nipple through the material; the pain shooting from my nipple to my core as I shiver in his arms. “Fuck,” he says, taking his hand and bringing my shirt down and sucking my nipple deep into his mouth. One of my hands comes up and holds his head.
“Zack,” I whisper his name as he attacks my other breast. “Oh, my,” I say, closing my eyes.
I’m ready to lean across the island and let him have his way with me. His beard is no doubt making little red marks on me as he bites down and then sucks in. I sit up straight now, his body standing up straight when I do.
“It’s not fair you get all the fun,” I say with my breast out in the open, nipples still pebbled. My hand goes between us as I turn my palm over and cup his cock, squeezing it in my hand. He hisses between his teeth. This time I lean in, kissing him where his top button is undone, his scent hitting me right away. “I love how you smell,” I tell him while my hand moves up and down on his cock, and I give his neck little kisses before I bite and suck the skin right under his collarbone.
He moves out of my grasp as his chest heaves. “I will not have you jerk me off and come in my pants like a twelve-year-old boy,” he tells me, and I just look at him.