Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“No, I’m the only man for you.”
“You’re totally nutso.”
“Is that right?” I can’t help teasing her.
She nods.
“That must be why you’ve searched me so many times in the past year. I had a running count, but at last check, you’d run my name and info at least two-hundr–” She slaps her hand over my mouth, her eyes going wide.
“That–that was for work!”
“Mmm-hmm,” I say against her palm. Her searches went far deeper than a simple work inquiry, and we both know it.
“Professional curiosity,” she adds and slowly lowers her hand. “That’s all. It’s certainly not a thing between us, and it definitely doesn’t mean I’m going to marry you!”
“You seem so decided.”
Her chin tilts up. “I am, and I’m leaving. Now.” She tries to scoot off the counter, but that only presses her even more tightly to me.
I groan from the pressure of her body, the sweet torture of having her without being inside her yet. “How about a wager?” I ask.
She stills. “What?”
I didn’t want to pull this card, but she’s forced my hand. The one thing Ocean can never run from is a challenge. It’s why she’s so fucking irresistible to me.
“Let’s do a wager. If you win, you can leave. If I win, you marry me.”
She scoffs. “Like I said, you’re insane.” But there’s a glint in her eye.
“If you’re chicken, I under–”
“I’m not!” she yelps, offended.
“Then take the wager.”
Her eyes narrow. “What is it?”
“Nothing huge.” I shrug. “Just let me take you to bed for one night. If you want to leave after that, you can. But if you don’t, you’re mine–and not just for the day or the week. You’re mine forever. The same way I’m already yours.”
She chews her lip. “This is nuts.”
“So you keep saying.” I drop light kisses along her jaw.
“And that’s cheating.”
I shrug and keep doing it. I can’t get enough contact.
“One night. We’re going to … you know–”
“Fuck,” I fill in.
“Yes, just one night. Then I go.”
“Who are you trying to convince?” My hands rove higher, teasing her soft skin.
She sighs, and I know the moment her walls come down. “Fine, I accept.”
I kiss her so quickly she yelps into my mouth, and then I’m carrying her out of the kitchen, beyond ready to make her mine forever.
9
OCEAN
What am I doing? Now I’m the crazy one. Am I really going to let Vane have his way with me? I mean, his mouth was magical. The pleasure of the orgasm still tingles throughout my body. He made every orgasm I’ve ever given myself seem pathetic. He drops me down on the bed. I scramble to my knees.
“There’s no changing your mind,” Vane says.
Obviously, he’s some sort of mind reader now. The man really does know me. I should be pissed that he’s been snooping into my life. Finding out all my shameful secrets. My obsession with him being the biggest one. It’s kind of sweet.
He reaches back with one hand to the collar of his shirt to pull it off. It drops to the floor. I have to keep my mouth from dropping open when my eyes meet his bare, perfect broad chest. The man is a piece of art. I think I could orgasm if I stared at him long enough. He goes for his belt next. It hits the ground with a loud thud. When he pops the button on his pants, I get a nice view of the deep V that you see every male model in the world have.
He’s a genius. This isn’t fair. You don’t get to be a geek and have a model’s body. I bet he’s slept with a few models. The ones with perfect curves and long blond hair. That thought threatens to sour my mood.
“Maybe we could turn the lights off.” I’m loving the view, but I’m not sure how much he’s going to love mine. What happens when he sees me naked? I might not be so sexy anymore to him.
“Not happening.” He reaches for my shirt, ripping it right off me. I let out a small scream.
Vane takes a deep audible breath. The way his eyes are eating up every inch of me make my insecurities start to melt away. I’m completely naked on my knees. My panties are on the floor of the kitchen.
“I’ve never done this,” I admit. I don’t think I have ever felt more vulnerable than I do at this moment.
“I know.” He drops his pants. My eyes go to the outline of his cock in his boxer briefs. Holy crap. How the heck is that thing going to fit inside of me?
“You don’t know everything,” I add in, even though it kinda feels like he might.
“I had my mouth all over your sweet pussy. I felt your virginity.” Heat rushes to my face, and I know my cheeks are bright pink.