Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Kylo lowered down onto the edge of the patio, his legs in the water, but didn’t come fully in.
“You don’t want to come in?”
“I’m enjoying the view,” he said, gaze on me.
My belly fluttered.
“Thank you for this. Really,” I said, moving closer. “I didn’t realize how much I needed an easy, carefree day like this.”
When I was just a foot or so away from his legs, Kylo slipped into the water, making it lap up over my breasts.
“Don’t mention it,” he said. I felt like there was something hard and guarded in his features then. “It was fun planning it.”
“Did you check out the menu yet? Is it all rich people food? I mean, I’m sure the rich people food is good too, but…”
“It’s a big-ass menu. There is rich people food, but also pastas, burgers, steaks, fries, just about anything you could want.”
“It would be ridiculous to order something as basic as a burger and fries from a fancy place like this…”
“Burger and fries sound good,” he cut me off. “Teddy said we have to order the vanilla cheesecake too. Said it’s the best he’s ever had. Figure that’s really saying something since he’s eaten at all the best places.”
“Cheesecake is my favorite,” I warned. “So I will be judging it harshly.
“Cold?” he asked when a little shiver moved through me.
I’d shivered because his arm brushed my side.
But I couldn’t exactly admit to that.
“A little.”
“Want to try out the hot tub?”
When I gave him a nod, he climbed out and offered me his hand to pull me out too.
Then we were walking over to the much smaller hot tub.
“Better?”
Not in the least.
Our knees brushed.
Little goosebumps pricked my skin despite the warm water.
I sucked in a deep breath, making my chest move out of the water. Kylo’s gaze slipped down. His eyes went heavy-lidded.
My chest felt tight by the time his gaze tracked back up to my face.
It was like we moved in unison.
He reached for me as I moved toward him.
He pulled me up onto his lap, my legs straddling the sides of his as his hands slid down my bare back.
But as much as his hands were exploring, were impatient, there was some sort of hesitation on his gorgeous face.
With how close I was watching him, I swore I saw the moment he decided to throw caution to the wind.
Just a second later, his lips were on mine, and any concerns I might have had about it being there in the first place evaporated with the heat of Kylo’s lips.
It started sweet, explorative.
But it wasn’t long before it turned rougher, needier.
My legs tightened around him and his hands grabbed my hips, pulling me down on his lap.
There was no denying his desire as he pressed against me.
My lips broke from his on a moan.
Kylo’s hands tightened on my thighs, dragging me against him again, his gaze going hungry as a whimper escaped me.
He leaned forward, his lips moving to my neck. His tongue flicked my pulse point, making my hips rock against him in surprise.
His hands slid up my spine, fingers toying with the ends of the bow of my bathing suit before working the knot free.
As his tongue traced up the side of my neck toward my ear, he slid the straps off my shoulders.
My head lolled to the side as his teeth snagged my earlobe.
There was no stopping the way my hips rocked against him as his fingertips grazed bare skin.
A surprised grumble escaped me when his hands went to my hips, pushing me away, making me lose contact with the friction that promised relief from the heavy pressure in my core.
A little chuckle escaped him, though, as he turned me, then pulled me back with my back to his chest, my legs resting on his thighs.
I wiggled slightly until I felt the press of him against the juncture of my thighs again. Kylo’s groan was muffled by my moan at the sensation as his fingers pinched into my hips before releasing.
I leaned back against him, my breath coming in fast, frantic huffs as his fingers teased up my belly to cup my bare breasts.
A rumble moved through him, vibrating through me, as his hands squeezed for a second before his thumbs and forefingers found my nipples and rolled them.
My hips rocked automatically as the pleasure bloomed once again, stealing any sense of self-preservation.
I rolled as he circled, flicked, twisted, squeezed until the world narrowed down to nothing but him.
Both his palms glided downward, sliding over the tops of my thighs until they reached my knees, then pulling them open.
I lost the ability to rock against him, but the disappointment was short-lived as his fingers slid up the material between my thighs.
A gasp escaped me as his finger found my clit through the bikini, pressing in, and the pressure alone nearly sent me over the edge. My ragged moan escaped my lips, drifting out across the open balcony.