Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 48632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
“As for Colt and Locke, I know Colt owed you a favor, and Locke was technically paid through your tow service. I’d still like to show my appreciation. Maybe the next time I bake cookies, I’ll make a batch for them?” It’s more of a question than a statement.
“They’d probably like that, though, are you asking me or letting me know?”
“I’m asking you. I’ll pay for the ingredients, of course. Could I use your kitchen? I mean, obviously, I’d be baking them for you as well. It would just take me a bit longer to do four batches instead of two.” A part of me doesn’t want her to share anything she cooks or bakes, wanting to keep her to myself and not let anyone have a piece of what she lovingly creates. But I’d be the worst type of asshole there ever was if I so much as uttered those words.
“Anytime you want to use my kitchen, it’s yours. I sure as hell don’t use the damn thing unless it’s for coffee or reheating something.” The laugh she gives me is something else. Letty’s head tips back, her shoulders shake, and it's so goddamn pretty I can feel it in my dick. I don’t interrupt her, even though she’s laughing at my expense.
“I’m going to teach you to cook, at least the basics,” she says between her pouts of laughter.
“Good, we’ll do tit for tat. You teach me to make something edible, and I’ll teach you how to take me.” The conversation takes a turn, one that has me walking Letty backward until her back meets the wall.
“Matthew.” Her voice turns molten fucking hot, desire is written all over her face, and when I glance down, I can see it taking over her body. The thin shirt, along with what must be a lace bra, highlights her taut nipples. While the weather is cooler than normal, it’s not that cold. She’s reacting to me.
“I like you this way, hot and bothered, soft and sweet. Now, I’m going to kiss you, then we’re going to go back to my place. We’ll figure out the dinner situation, and as long as you’re good with the direction this is going, I’m going to hear the moans you’ve gifted me over the phone. The only difference is, I’ll get to watch you fall apart with my own eyes.” I drop my head and graze my nose along hers, hoping like fuck she’s all in.
“Yes, please. As long as I get to watch you, too.” I seal my mouth to hers, hands cupping her cheeks, and relish how she cups my wrists. There’s no reason to respond. I’d give her everything if she asked for it. Letty lets out a whimper, lips opening for me, and I slide inside. My tongue meets hers, and she meets me, slowly tasting me as I taste her. Things go from hot to hotter when her body arches into mine. I dip my hips and allow her to feel what she’s doing to me. My damn cock is so hard it’s dying to get inside her, and when realization hits that Colt or any other fucking person could see what’s meant for my eyes and my eyes only, I pull back.
“Come on, kitten, let’s get out of here,” I mutter once the fog has lifted from her face.
“Okay.” Her response is sweet and only makes me harder.
13
LETTY
"Have you given any more thought to spending the night here?" Matthew made the suggestion shortly after we arrived at his place. The screws in my tires came from somewhere I traveled earlier today, on my way from my apartment to the grocery store, and he thinks the only reason his tires didn't suffer the same fate is because he took a different route.
"Yeah, I'll still have to go home in the morning to get ready for work, though." We're lying on the couch. I'm on top of him, and he's playing with the strands of my hair, running his fingers through it, then adding a massaging motion to the mix. It's enough to lull me to sleep, especially with a full belly from the dinner I whipped up for us, fast meal of Cajun shrimp pasta. Matthew even managed to help out in the form of preparing a quick salad and popping the garlic bread in the oven. Still, it was nice having him in the kitchen with me. When dinner was done, Matthew ate two portions compared to my one. He told me to sit my ass down, where he put me on the counter and cleaned up our combined mess.
"Is that going to make you late to work or harder for you to wake up?" The movie we're watching plays in the background, a favorite of mine based on a book, a timeless romance. It has the famous line, "In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will no longer be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you." – Darcy