Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Only the second our lips touched, a roll of pleasure hit me so hard that I couldn’t see.
Motherfucking bliss.
Dizziness spun, and my pulse careened through my veins.
Should have known better than kissing her. Tasting her. It was bad enough with what I’d done last night.
Now, I was instantly consumed. Delirious with the greed that spiraled through me.
A despairing hand fisted in her hair as my lips moved against hers, devouring her delicious mouth like I was tasting my favorite treat for the first time. Sucking at her top lip then the bottom before I got extra greedy and swept my tongue inside the hot, wet well of her mouth.
Raven gasped the second our tongues met. And that match lit.
Sparks and fire and need.
Rising up on her toes, she pressed those tits against my chest and her fingers came up to yank at the short pieces of my hair.
The woman kissed me back like that was exactly what she was made to do. Meeting me lick for lick, her tongue stroking and tangling with mine.
My cock hardened to steel, and my free arm looped around her waist so I could tug her delicious body against mine.
All that soft against my hard.
“Otto,” she rasped against my mouth, every bit as delirious as me, and I was hoisting her up into my arms, no care to anything but this.
On instinct, her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms wound around my neck, though she jerked back far enough to see me. Concern was carved on every line of her expression.
“Not that I haven’t fantasized about you tossing me over your shoulder and carrying me off to have your way with me, but you’re hurt.”
I grunted in return, diving back in for that mouth, though I was rumbling against her lips, “Doc said I will be just fine.”
“And he also told you not to overexert yourself.”
“You think carrying you three feet is gonna hurt me?” My voice dipped between a tease and coarse, raw need. “You think these arms weren’t made to hold you? You think I’m not made to carry every-fucking-thing that you are?”
I was spilling things that should never be said, making claims I couldn’t keep, but they were leaking out, anyway.
I kissed her wildly as I carried her over to a workbench on the far wall. I used my arms to scatter the tools from the top, the clang of metal crashing to the concrete floor.
A tiny bump of surprise rolled out of her when I propped her on top of it.
I forced myself back a foot so I could get a good look at her.
Attention roving, dragging over her, head to toe.
So fuckin’ pretty where she sat on the table.
Black hair a matted mess and those eyes the most potent things I’d ever seen. Black diamonds that sparkled in the rising of the sun.
Pale skin flushed, still wearing that tank and those shorts.
My moonflower aglow.
She held onto the edge of the worktable as she wiggled in discomfort, needing the only thing I could give her.
“You need to come, sweet girl, and I’m not about to leave you wanting.”
It sounded like another promise that I shouldn’t make, but it was out, anyway.
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside, before I reached out and grabbed the hem of her tank, hesitating for a second as I grunted, “You mind if I get you naked? Been dying to see every inch of this body.”
She choked a surprised sound before seduction went barreling through her demeanor. “All yours, Otto Hudson.”
Yeah, she shouldn’t be talking like that, either, but I’d never claimed that I wasn’t a selfish prick, so I peeled the tank up her torso, and she lifted her arms so I could drag it over her head.
I tossed it to the floor, and my stomach fisted as I gobbled up the sight.
Fuck me.
“Look at those fuckin’ perfect tits. Number of times I felt them pressed to my back while you clung to me on my bike. Wondering what it would be like if I ever got to see them like this. Last night it was a dream. And this…seeing you like this in the light of day?”
Raven let go of a wispy sigh at my confession.
I ran my knuckle over a hard-peaked nipple. She whimpered and arched in my direction.
“You like that, Little Moonflower?”
“Yes, I like everything you could possibly do to me.”
My cock jumped, far too interested in all the ways he could have her. By the things I could do to her.
But I needed to rein it. Remember this wasn’t about taking what I wanted. This was about giving Raven what she needed.
“You’ve always glowed beneath the darkness, and you’re about to glow for me.”
Angling in, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her shorts, and I pressed my lips to her jaw, kissing down the column of her neck at the same time as I started to wind her sleep shorts and underwear down her legs.