Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Which was more than likely going to bite him in the ass.
At the moment, he didn’t care.
She hummed and ran her hands up and over his shoulders, digging in. “I do need to ask. Am I going to be fighting off women from town over this?”
“No. But we should talk about the location for the movie—”
Her nails bit into him now. “No more talking about the movie. Please. Just you and me and right now.”
Enough talking, huh? Okay. He swept her up, careful of her injured knee, and started toward the bedroom. “If you’re asking if I’m seeing anybody, I’m not. In the slightest.” The closest he’d come was when the Lady Elks had used him to make Hawk jealous with Dawn. He’d somewhat played along but hadn’t done more than flirt. If that. He might’ve been a bit cranky about it, thinking back. “I’m all yours while you’re in town.” Yep. Totally the truth.
She looked down at his chest, one arm sliding around his neck as he walked into his bedroom. “Um, it doesn’t matter, and it’s none of your business, but I, well, I don’t do this.” Her eyes flashed up, deep tawny with golden flecks. “I mean, hook up with sexy cowboys on sets. My down time is usually spent driving around and looking at gardens.”
That was absolutely adorable. He ducked his head and took her mouth again before sitting her on the bed. Slowly, he clasped the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over her head, loosening her braid as he did so. “Me either.”
She snorted, her eyes dancing. “Right. You’re celibate.”
The words rattled around in his head because she was braless. Of course she was—her clothes had been sopping wet. “Not celibate, but it’s been a while,” he admitted, leaning down and licking along her clavicle.
She shivered.
He nipped her and kept going, dropping to his knees between hers, and stopping at her breasts. Absolutely fucking beautiful. He’d always been a breast man, and hers were spectacular. Full and round, they more than filled his big hands, and her nipples were a sexy dusky-rose. Indulging himself, he licked a nipple.
Her entire body shuddered.
Nice. Very. He gently nudged her legs apart, his hands on her ribcage, his mouth on her tits. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, and she dug her fingers through his hair, lightly tugging. Then he leaned back. “If your knee starts to hurt, you tell me.”
“Okay,” she whispered, her abdomen shuddered.
This was gonna be fun. He slid his thumbs into the sweats and tugged down, gratified when she lifted her sweet ass so he could remove them. His hands stayed gentle, especially by her knee, until they hit the floor.
Holy fuck. No panties. He smiled.
She coughed. “That’s a dangerous smile.”
“You have no idea.” He dropped his mouth to her thigh, the one near her healthy knee, and nibbled his way up. She’d waxed. Totally bare.
“Um,” she whispered.
He looked up, seeing vulnerability in her chocolate brown eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you, Bianca. Ever.”
She visibly swallowed, looking beautiful and fragile in the soft light from the other room. The look caught him right in the heart and slammed down to his balls. For the first time, he caught the danger she might pose to him.
Not that he cared.
Thunder bellowed outside, and she jumped.
He ran his thumbs up the inside of her thighs, slowly opening her legs for him.
She blinked. “Um.”
Enough of that. He planted a hand on the center of her chest and pushed.
She squeaked and then laughed, falling onto her back.
Better. Much better.
“You don’t, er, have to—”
“Have to?” He sank his teeth into her thigh, not too deep, but enough to get her attention. She sucked in air and her body stilled. “This is a pure pleasure, baby. Trust me.” He kissed along her skin to where he wanted to be, licking her core. He hummed. “You’re fucking perfect, Bianca.”
At his words, her body relaxed onto the bed. He smiled and moved back in, truly enjoying himself. Man, she was responsive. He quickly learned where to move and how fast, when to slow down to torture her, and when to make her pant. She was all woman, and he enjoyed every second of this. Full-bodied had always worked for him, and she had curves.
Gorgeous, sexy, responsive curves.
Her thigh muscles tightened at his shoulders, pressing in as if to get him to hurry it up. He sucked her clit into his mouth and then released it, lifting his head. “If you hurt your knee, I’m going to be pissed.”
She lifted up on her elbows, her glorious tits swaying. Her eyes were cloudy and her lips pink. “So?”
Oh yeah? He slipped two fingers inside her and twisted, finding her G-spot.
She almost came off the bed. “Adam,” she breathed.
He licked her clit. “You don’t want me pissed.”