Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
The second I saw her in nothing but string, I knew I was done for.
“This feels amazing,” she practically moaned as she stepped into the heated water. I followed suit, her sultry tone making my dick twitch in my swim trunks.
Since there wasn’t a chance I could sit next to her without getting hard, I sat on the opposite side of the tub instead.
Calling me out, she questioned, “Why so far away?”
I smiled despite my mind being twisted up with thoughts and emotions I couldn’t control, label, or even understand.
I wanted her more than I ever wanted anyone, and now we were playing these roles where everything was suddenly starting to blend. This was only day one, and it was messing with my already confused mind. Today was rough on me. I was very much a method actor, and I didn’t just perform a character. I become my character, and they become me.
We were one and the same.
“You’ve been awfully quiet.” Bailey splashed some water on me. “Penny for your thoughts?”
“Just a penny?” I cocked my head to the side in a teasing manner. “That’s all I’m worth to you?”
She smirked, and it lit up her entire face. “Are we wheeling and dealing? How much money would it take for your deepest, darkest thoughts?”
I shook my head. “You don’t want to know that.”
She wiggled her eyebrows. “But I do.”
“Well then, it’s going to cost you.”
“How much?”
“As the highest-paying actress in our industry, it won’t be cheap.”
She ordered, “Try me.”
Unable to resist, I stated, “It’s going to cost you a kiss.”
“Oh. Just a kiss? What’s the catch?”
I grinned, loving the fact she knew there’d be more from me.
“You’ll have to do it now, and you have to straddle my lap as you kiss me.”
“Wow.”
“I told you, I don’t come cheap.”
She thought about it for a second before she negotiated, “Fine, but you have to tell me first.”
I nodded. “Alright.”
“You want to shake on it?”
“No, I know where you live.”
She chuckled, sucking in her bottom lip.
Eyeing her up and down for a moment, I confessed, “That scene today…”
“Yeah, tell me about it. It was a lot, but you nailed it, Aires. Do you know how hard it is to film a scene like that in one take? That’s unheard of.”
I didn’t hesitate to admit, “I pictured you as Quinn, and it’s crazy because you’re actually playing her. That’s all I kept thinking about, how I’d react if we were in a real situation like that. How I’d risk my life to save you, Bay. The panic, the fear, the devastation of losing you… that all felt real to me.”
If the expression on her face was any indication of how she felt about what I just shared, I wouldn’t survive it.
I craved to kiss her.
To touch her.
To taste her.
To really make her mine.
With a set of hazy eyes and a soaking wet body, she stood in front of me, smirking.
Waiting.
I rubbed my first two fingers over my lips, contemplating what to do next. I knew what I wanted, and as much as I tried to talk myself out of it…
I couldn’t.
The urge was too powerful.
Too consuming.
“Bay,” I rasped, hanging on by an extremely thin thread.
“I love it when you call me that.”
I leaned back against the hot tub, taking a second to look at her. To really appreciate the beauty of Bailey Pierce-McGraw. Her face was flushed. Her eyes were dilated. She was a vision I was addicted to. Our time together was never enough, and even when we were in each other’s presence, I wanted more.
She was gorgeous.
Stunning.
Goddamn breathtaking.
Her long brown hair flowed loosely around her face. Her eyes were alive and vibrant as if they were beaming in my direction. My girl was turned on.
She wanted…
Me.
“That was probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
“I doubt that.” I grabbed her face. “But what are you going to do about it?”
“Exactly what you’re thinking.”
“So do it.”
I grabbed the back of her neck, tugging her toward me. Slamming my lips against hers, she silenced me with one rough kiss.
One hell of a kiss.
I kissed her like I was never going to see her again.
Like she belonged to me.
Like she was home.
Like she’d always be my home.
Gripping the back of her thighs, I effortlessly moved her onto my lap to mold us into one person. Our hearts beat profusely in line with one another.
Panting.
Groaning.
Needing.
Longing.
My cock throbbed.
My balls ached.
Her pussy was right there against my dick.
When she started rocking her hips, I almost lost my shit, claiming her right then and there with water splashing everywhere all around us, smacking into our frenzied skin. Soft moans escaped her lips as her fingernails dug into my back as she continued to ride me.
She was like an angel and a demon at the same time. She was sinful as much as she was heavenly in my arms.