Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Charlotte leaned in a little closer, then a little closer. Her palm pressed against my chest. Staring up into her eyes, I waited. I’m not the kind of man who allowed a woman to take the lead but with Charlotte, I’d make the exception. She was the only exception I would make.
“I’m nervous,” she said, then smiled at me.
Reaching up, I slowly pushed back some locks of her hair. “There’s nothing to be nervous about. You can kiss me, or we can just stay here.”
Her gaze dropped to my lips and I knew she wanted to be kissed. This had to be her choice. This first time at least. I’d kissed her for her birthday, but this was different.
She leaned down and her lips brushed against mine. They were so soft at first, if I didn’t have my eyes open to witness the kiss, I wouldn’t have realized one was happening.
I pushed out my tongue, and traced it across her lips. She jerked back, only a little, and then moved back toward my lips. Her tongue touching mine. Her touches were light, delicate, completely untutored, and I fucking relished tasting her, teasing her, showing her exactly what I wanted. Charlotte followed my lead. There was no reason to talk.
Sliding my fingers to the back of her head, I forced our lips together, and a moan filled my mouth as it spilled from her lips.
Heavenly. There was no other word to describe it. She tasted like pure Heaven.
Slowly, I pushed her to the bed. She didn’t fight me, but slid to her back, and I stared down at her and then began to explore her mouth. Tracing my tongue across her lips, Charlotte opened her mouth, and I plunged inside. I couldn’t help but imagine my cock between those plump lips, me teaching her how to suck it.
I ran my hands up her body, taking hold of her fingers, locking them together, and pressing them against the bed. She moaned again, and I was growing increasingly addicted to the sounds she made. I changed my position so this time I was rested between her spread thighs. My cock was rock-hard as I pressed against her core. There was no hiding my arousal, and I didn’t want to.
I’d been fucking pretending to myself, lying, that I didn’t want this woman. I don’t know what it was about her that called to me, but I did fucking crave her. That’s why I stayed away.
Work was nothing more than an excuse. Having her at my penthouse suite was so freaking hard. It was easier to try and keep separate lives than acknowledge I wanted my wife.
Charlotte thrust her pelvis up against me, and I pulled back just a little to stare into her eyes. She was a virgin. Did she have any idea the fire she played with?
I had a feeling she didn’t have a clue, she was only responding to what her body wanted. I was what her body wanted. Fuck me, she was perfect. It was like she had stepped straight out of a dream.
I was about to kiss her again, but the knock at the main door came loud and fast. Charlotte gasped.
“Who could that be?”
Hubert went home every night. This building was locked tight and it was very rare for there to be an attack. No one who was going to kill you fucking knocked on your front door.
Pressing a kiss to her lips, I ordered her to stay here, and climbed out of the bed. The possibility of danger was like throwing a bucket of cold water over me. My dick was no longer hard, and I was focused on taking care of my woman.
I grabbed my gun on the way out of the bedroom, pulled the door closed to offer Charlotte privacy so she didn’t have to see if I ended up attacking someone.
Making my way to the door, I took my time, and then checked through the peephole to see that it was Ivan. Along with him was fucking Victor Abdulov.
I knew he was traveling to my territory, but now I was pissed off. Opening the front door, I kept the gun at my side and looked toward Ivan.
“What the fuck is he doing here?” I asked.
“It’s nice to see you too,” Victor said.
“You can put the gun away, Ive.” Ivan brushed past me and stepped into my penthouse.
They didn’t have a fucking clue they could have been interrupting shit.
Victor hadn’t been in my territory since the wedding, so I didn’t know what the fuck he was doing here. Now I was pissed off.
I was finally exploring my wife, and I had every intention of going a little further this morning, but not anymore. Ivan was a cock block.
“Where’s your lovely wife?” Ivan asked, glancing around my penthouse.