Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
My lips part when his tongue strokes across my bottom lip, and I let out a little moan. The kiss grows deeper as my tongue strokes against his, and I try to pull him against my body tighter. A sweet ache pulses through me, mostly concentrated between my legs.
“Spencer,” I moan when his mouth leaves mine. Then I feel his lips move down my throat.
“You taste special,” he groans as his tongue licks up my neck. I swear everything this man says hits me in the right spot. It gives me things I didn’t know I needed and dare I say are healing me. “We should—” Spencer is cut off by the sound of his phone going off. “Shit, that’s Taylor. I should take it.”
“The guy with my stuff, right?” I ask while Spencer slowly puts me on my feet.
“Yes,” he says reassuringly as he pulls out his phone. “It’s going to be okay.”
Spencer reaches out and rubs his thumb over my bottom lip. I hadn’t realized I’d started biting it nervously. Taking a breath, I nod and remind myself that I can trust him.
“Hey,” he says when he answers the call.
Spencer tries to mask his expression, but I catch the flash of fury. “Can you track that?” he asks after a few beats. While Taylor is talking, his eyes lock with mine. “I don’t care if it’s illegal, I want answers.” Oh shit. I don’t want anyone getting in trouble because of me. “Let me know when you find out. Thanks.”
“What did he find out?” I ask as soon as he ends the call.
“There was a keylogger on your computer and a hidden tracker on the phone.”
“What?” I gasp. “He did that?” Geoff truly was bananas and did things I never thought he was capable of.
“Was he ever alone with your computer or phone?”
“I’m sure. He had lots of opportunities." When we worked together, I would always have my laptop and phone, and I wasn’t hovering over them the whole time.
“Taylor is going to track it to make sure that the information is being sent back to Geoff.”
“Is that the not legal thing you mentioned?” I ask.
“Doesn’t matter. If Taylor can track it back to his devices, then Geoff is going to be the one that’s fucking tracked.”
I probably shouldn’t, but my self-control is often zero, so I once again throw myself at Spencer, kissing him with everything I have.
Chapter Ten
SPENCER
Her eagerness to kiss me makes my knees weak. So much so that I go to the ground while still holding her in my arms. Her body is wrapped around mine, her ankles hooked at my back. I’ve got one hand on her lush ass, squeezing tightly, while the other is at the nape of her neck for control.
My mouth moves down her neck, and I lick the tender skin there. “I have to taste you everywhere.”
“Spencer,” she moans as I graze my teeth over the place I licked.
“You’re my fantasy come to life.” I pull back to look at her, and her eyes are half-hooded like she’s drunk on desire. “Do you have any idea how fucking amazing you are?” My heart is pounding so loudly in my chest I’m surprised she can’t hear it. “Every time I look at you, I’m shocked you’re talking to someone like me.”
“Someone like you?” She licks her lips, and I lean in, unable to stop myself from doing the same.
“I’m nobody. I was a scrawny kid that loved comics. Well, I guess I still am.”
“You’re far from scrawny.” Her hips rock forward against my cock, and I groan with how good it feels.
“You’re everything, Abbie. You’re smart and funny as hell. You’ve got the kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever met, and you’re not afraid to be who you are.” I lean forward, laying her on the floor as I hover over her. “And you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”
Her lips part with what looks like shock as I move between her spread legs. She’s spread out under me like a fallen angel in this art studio, and I’m the lucky bastard that she’s allowed to touch her.
“Show me, Spencer,” Abbie whispers. “Show me what I mean to you.”
“I’m afraid if I start, I won’t be able to stop.” There’s a tremor in my hand as I grip her hip.
“Then don’t.” She grins like it’s the most logical solution, and I can’t say no.
Denying Abbie anything she wants would cause me physical pain. “Tell me not to,” I say as I push her dress up until I see her panties. “Otherwise, I’m going to end up inside you.” The white cotton is soaked in the crotch, and it’s like she’s crawled into my brain and given me my favorite dirty fantasy. “Please, Abbie.”
“End up where?” Her voice is soft and sultry as she reaches between us and drags a finger over the wet material. I can’t look away as the pink tip of her nail hooks into the cotton and slowly pulls it to the side. “Inside here?”