Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“That’s horrible.”
“Don’t feel sorry for me, I was a fool.”
“You were doing as you were told. Plenty of men—”
“I’m not most men.”
“No, you’re surely not.”
He brushed his lips over my neck again, and I groaned.
“So, are you into men now?”
He nipped at the flesh behind my ear before answering. “Not before you. Not really?”
“What does that mean?”
“I don’t fucking know. I’ve seen men and thought they were beautiful, like art, but I don’t just want to look at you. I want….”
“What do you want to do to me?” I kept my voice low, barely audible.
“Everything.”
I might have swooned if I hadn’t been lying down. “Fuck.”
“Not now, though. Not tonight.”
My cock was so hard just from hearing him admit that he wanted me. “Please.”
“No. You need to understand who I am.”
“I do.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Lisa was working with a man I was hunting, a weapons dealer—not just working with him, fucking him too. They were meeting when I was away. At first, I thought he pulled her into the sick things he did, but it was her all along. She didn’t care who she killed or who she exploited to get what she wanted—money and power—but I didn’t see it, didn’t give her credit. She sure taught me a lesson.”
“What happened?” I needed to know but I was afraid of what he would say, afraid of finding out how he’d been injured.
“She told me she’d overheard a conversation at a party. She knew where this man would be the next day.”
“Oh my God.” The story kept getting worse. No wonder Dom was cold and bitter.
“She’d never given me information before, but I thought it was a coincidence. She said the man who was to be my victim had harassed her years before, and she was eager for me to bring him down. I fucking believed her. When I went to take him down, he wasn’t there, Lisa was. She was the main one behind the selling of weapons to some of the nation’s most ruthless drug dealers. I haven’t seen her since that night.”
I imagined how betrayed he must have felt. What a nightmare. I struggled against his tight hold until he let me turn over. “None of that is your fault. She treated you like shit and—”
“There’s more, but I can’t talk anymore, not now.”
“No matter what you say, you are a good man, and I…I want….”
14
DOM
Iwrapped a hand around the back of Corey’s neck and pulled him to me. When our lips met, heat raced through me. I thought it would feel strange. I’d never kissed a man, never felt scruff rub against my cheek or a flat, hard chest against mine, but it felt so fucking right. The way he sucked in his breath in surprise was familiar and yet wholly different.
Kissing him was nothing like what I’d experienced since Lisa wrecked me. I wanted Corey—not just the release, not just a chance to hold someone down and fuck them. I wanted to see him naked again, wanted to hear all the sounds he would make. Simply kissing him was heaven.
I couldn’t believe I’d said the things to him that I had. I didn’t talk about my feelings with anyone. Ever. Not my sons, and sure as hell not the rest of my family. So why was I talking to Corey? Why was I kissing him, and why did it feel better than any other kiss I’d ever had?
Finally, our need for air forced me to pull back. Corey’s eyes were wide, his breathing ragged. Neither of us spoke for a moment, then he said, “Have you ever kissed a man before?”
I shook my head.
“Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this then.”
I studied him for a moment, his pupils were blown, his lips parted as he drew in ragged breaths. “Do you like kissing me?”
“So very much.”
“Then shut up.” I pulled him to me again.
He was right. There were many reasons—not only my sudden interest in a man—that we shouldn’t be doing this, but when I’d read the note wrapped around the brick, when I thought about what could have happened if Lisa had gotten her hands on Corey, when I imagined Roberto letting her into my home, I knew more than ever that Corey was mine to protect.
I didn’t want to stop touching him, pleasuring him. I wanted to keep him curled next to me. Had I ever been that protective of anyone other than my sons? They would say I wasn’t even that way with them. They weren’t aware of all the measures I’d taken to ensure their safety once I knew who they were, but they also had the necessary skills to defend themselves. Corey didn’t. I wasn’t even sure he’d ever fired a gun.
All that really mattered in that moment was the desire I saw in his eyes. Honest, open desire. For me.