Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Her hair was a mess from the way I’d fisted it, so she pulled out the pins she had set in place and let her brown hair fall around her shoulders. It immediately framed her face perfectly, like she planned for it to look so beautiful. After a slight shake of her head, she scolded me. “You’re such an asshole, you know that?” She didn’t possess the same rage as she had before, but there was no doubt she meant her words.
“Yes. I do know.” I stepped closer to her and focused on her top lip, the soft pillow I wanted to kiss again and again. I wanted to brush the backs of my fingers along that soft bow then feel the rest of her cheek. I wanted to explore this woman everywhere, to see her gorgeous curves under that skintight dress. When I spotted her across the bar on that unforgettable night, I forgot about the women who were already at my beck and call. None of them compared to this hostile woman.
“You can’t just sabotage people’s dates like that.”
“He could have fought for you.”
“Really?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Against Cato Marino?”
I shrugged. “You do it all the time.”
“That’s different.”
“I don’t think so.” She was the only person in the entire world who had the balls to stand up to me. Sure, my brother gave me shit, but not so adamantly. She spoke her mind without fear of repercussions, and when I was a dick during her date, she slapped me like I deserved. “The only person who’s ever slapped me is my mother—and I was five.”
Her eyes stared at the red mark on my cheek, the product of the powerful strikes from her small hand. “Don’t expect me to apologize for it.”
“I wouldn’t like you so much if you did.” I snapped my fingers at one of my men, and they opened the back door. “Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
My look said it all.
“You chase off my date, and now you think you get to fuck me?” She cocked her head slightly, her hair swaying with her motions. Any other woman in the world would be thrilled to score my intimate attention. This was a dream come true, a fairy tale. But unlike the rest of the world, Siena didn’t care.
“You get to fuck me too.”
She rolled her eyes. “Just when I think you can’t be a bigger pig, you somehow manage it.”
My hands rested in my pockets as I stared at her in the light from the lamppost. With messy hair and angry eyes, she was the most alluring thing in the world. I could walk into my bedroom and see three naked women on my bed, but the image wouldn’t be nearly as arousing as the look on her face. “You could go home alone. Or you could go home with me.”
She shook her head slightly. “I could walk into a bar and pick up someone else.” She had the kind of confidence that rivaled my own. She knew exactly what she was worth, and she owned it.
“As could I. But neither one of us wants that.” I stepped closer to her, noting the way she didn’t step back. I moved farther in until our faces were close together in the dark. A couple left the restaurant and walked down the sidewalk, the woman’s heels clacking against the concrete. Cars sounded in the distance. But all I could think about was the soft sound of her breathing, the way her eyes held mine with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.
My hand moved around her neck, cupping it right in the front. Her pulse thudded against my skin, slow and steady like she wasn’t the least bit afraid of me. That controlled response was arousing, the way she held her own against an opponent like me. My fingers moved to her soft jawline before I pressed my mouth to hers. I kissed her softly, the way I did in that bar all those weeks ago. I took my time because there was no need to rush to the ending. This story would end exactly how I wanted it to end—with her digging her heels into my ass as she came.
There was no hesitation on her part. Her lips parted for mine just the way her legs would soon. Her warm breath greeted me along with her tongue. Her hand snaked to my bicep, and she kneaded my muscle as she kissed me, as she dropped her dislike and enjoyed the undeniable chemistry between us.
I’d never had a kiss quite like this. I’d never taken the time to slow down and cherish an embrace with a woman. I preferred to be sucked off in the back seat on the way back to my place while another woman sucked on my neck.