Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“I’m dying.” I rub the heel of my hands against my eyes. “This can’t be happening.”
“Are you worried about hurting me?” she asks softly, and I shake my head.
“No, I would never hurt you.” I swallow hard at the soft smile she gives me.
“I know I’m small, but I’ve touched myself before and—”
“Enough!” I have to stand up and take a few steps back.
“Did I say something wrong?” She bites her bottom lip, and my knees nearly buckle at the sight of it.
“Not by a long shot,” I whisper and run a hand over my face. “Why am I sweating? Are you hot? I’m hot. Maybe I should open a window. I know it’s snowing now, but I don’t care.”
“Curt, are you okay?” I hear her say as I walk over to the French doors and fling them open, silently begging the freezing air to cool me down.
When the icy wind hits my face, it helps, but only a little. It’s not enough to get my cock under control, but I’m not sure that will ever be possible. After I take a few cleansing breaths, I close the doors and go back over to take a seat across from Demi.
“Angel, we’re going to stay here for a night or two until my brother and I figure things out. He’s got better security here than I do at my house, and we’re having a meeting tomorrow with some important people that can help us. I need to be here for that to take place.”
“Okay,” she says softly, and I want to hold her so badly.
“Will you hold me?” she asks, like she’s reading my mind.
I can’t speak, so I nod, and before I can get up and join her on the couch, she’s crawling into my lap. I have to close my eyes right when her bottom pushes against my aching cock and the need to rub against her is almost unbearable. She’s soft against me, and I have no choice but to wrap my arms around her so she doesn’t fall.
One hand goes around her back and rests on her hip while the other goes across her thighs and rests just below her ass. Her hand is against my chest, and I feel her fingertips at the collar of my shirt, right where a bit of skin is showing. She touches me there, and it feels like she’s burning me when she does it. She’s marked me all over my heart, why not on my skin too?
“Are you afraid?” I ask, then swallow the lump in my throat.
“Yes,” she answers softly. “But I feel less afraid when you hold me.”
“Then I’ll keep on holding you until the danger has passed.” I rest my cheek on the top of her head, and we sit like this for a long time. It’s comforting, and it goes a long way to make me feel better too.
“Will you hold me tonight too?”
Boone said that we could take the guest rooms on the other side of the house, but only one is furnished. He never got around to putting furniture in his house, but thankfully that one has a place for us to sleep.
“If that’s what you want.”
She looks up at me, and when our eyes meet, she’s so damn close I could lean forward and kiss her.
“I want you,” she says, and it nearly breaks me.
Leaning forward, I press my cheek against hers and absorb her softness. She’s warm and sweet and smells like vanilla cake. My mouth waters, and I have to shove my desire down once more.
We’ve been here so long the sun is beginning to set, and I hear someone come into the room. When I look up, I see Boone and Phoebe there, and she’s smiling brightly.
“Sorry, we lost track of time.” She blushes as she looks up at her husband, and I don’t want to think about what they’ve been up to. “We’ve had dinner prepared if you want to join us in the dining room.”
“Sure,” I say. “Give us just a second.”
“We’ll meet you in there,” Boone says and tucks his wife close as they leave.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, and Demi nods quickly.
“Starving, actually.”
“Then let’s get you fed.” I hug her close and then put my lips to her ears. “Let me hug you a little before we go.”
My hands go to her ass, and I turn her so that she’s straddling me. Her knees go up, and her sex moves flush against my cock. Her arms go around my neck, and she squeezes me tight while I do the same against her ass. Her heat sits right over my cock, and I soak up how good she feels. This is so close to crossing the line, but god, do I want it.
“You’ll help save me?” she asks as she rocks against my cock.