Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
This was not the time for my cock to get hard, but it seemed that it didn’t care.
“Tell me how you did that?” I asked, knowing we had other things to discuss, but my depraved mind needed this image.
“I scooped it up with my fingers and then licked it off.”
I closed my eyes and bit back a curse. Fucking hell.
“Why were you in the woods?” I asked, opening my eyes back up to look down at her.
Whatever the reason had been, she did not want to tell me. But the pain in those blue eyes wasn’t acceptable. She’d had enough fucking pain.
“Please, tell me what happened.”
“Can’t I just apologize and we forget it?”
I smiled. “No. Because you are hurt. It’s in your eyes, and I can’t take that. I want to know what happened so I can go make sure it never happens again.”
She tried to move again, and I shook my head.
“Let me sit up at least,” she said.
I liked holding her this way. Cradling her to me. But I gave in and allowed her to sit up. The towel fell down her shoulders, and her plump, full breasts—which looked ready to fall out of her top—were right there in my line of sight. Distracting me.
Chill bumps broke out on her skin, and she shivered.
“Cold?” I asked, glancing around for something close to cover her with.
“No,” she replied.
My eyes went back to her face. “You shivered, and you’ve got goose bumps.”
She dropped her gaze. Thick, long black lashes fanned her cheekbones. “It’s because of how you were looking at my breasts,” she said just above a whisper.
This girl was going to kill me.
“They’re real fucking tempting,” I told her.
Her eyes shot back up to mine. “You think so?”
I nodded. She didn’t need to know what all I thought.
A small smile touched her face. That was all it took to get that heartbreaking look out of her eyes? Maybe I should list the rest of the parts on her that drove me crazy.
“Pretty girl,” I warned.
Her eyes flared. She liked me calling her that.
“You keep looking at me that way, and I’m going to pull this excuse for a bikini top down and suck on your nipples.”
Her mouth fell open just a little.
Fuck it. I wasn’t going to be able to hold myself back.
I reached up with both hands and pulled the top down, freeing both tits at once.
“Oh!” she gasped.
I leaned forward and licked one of her perfect, pebbled nipples as she made more sexy noises. Pulling it into my mouth, I sucked hard. Her hands went to the back of my head and held me there.
“Bane,” she moaned. “Oh God, that feels good.”
I lifted my eyes to look at her as I moved to the other breast. Her beautiful face watched me as if I were the most fascinating thing in the world. The shit I wanted to do to her. To see that look on her face.
I shoved my hand into the front of her bottoms, and her head fell back.
“Please,” she pleaded, lifting her hips.
“Already dripping,” I praised. I wanted my mouth on this.
Picking her up, I walked over to the bed and laid her down. I started to reach up and pull off her bottoms when my eyes locked on a long, bloody scratch on her left leg. Then her feet. They were covered in dried blood.
Fuck! She was hurt.
I took her leg and examined it for any other wounds, then moved to the other. Furious with myself, I scooped her up and headed for the en suite. She had dirt on her feet. Her wounds could get infected.
“What’s wrong?” she asked in a shaky voice.
“You’re hurt,” I told her, then set her down on the edge of the tub before going over to the walk-in shower to turn it on. When I was satisfied with the temperature, I went back to her and untied the back of the top, then pulled it off her body, dropping it to the floor.
“Stand up, pretty girl,” I told her.
She did, and her small wince only made me angrier with myself. I should have considered she’d been barefoot. Taking the sides of her bikini bottoms, I tugged them down her legs, and the sight of her bare mound made me want to groan. I could see her sweet juices coating the lips. I wanted to lick it so bad that my mouth was watering, but she needed to be taken care of first.
I inhaled the scent of her arousal before reaching for my boots and socks to get rid of them and set them aside. I straightened back up and unzipped my jeans and shoved them down, stepping out of them. I jerked my shirt over my head, then went to pick her back up, trying not to react to the way she was looking at my body. My cock was already fully erect, and I knew she could see it. My boxer briefs did little to hide it. The damn tip was already trying to come out of the waistband. But they were a barrier of some kind and right now I needed one. If my swollen head brushed up against her I wasn’t sure I could keep from grabbing her and sinking inside like a man possessed.