Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
“But I want to thank you,” she mutters. “For bringing him here. For making him face what he did.”
“What I do will never be enough to fix what he broke,” I say, my fingers slowly twirling around her hair, desperate to touch her, even when I know I shouldn’t.
“You’ve already given me so much,” she says, licking her lips, drawing so much attention to those luscious lips of hers.
I tilt her chin with my finger and lean in. “You deserve so much more.”
And without a second thought, I press my lips on hers.
5
Vincenzo
I can’t stop myself any longer. I must have her. Even if I know it’s wrong, even if I told myself I never would.
I never fall for the people I help. But I’ve never kissed one of them either. And definitely never someone so sweet and innocent … and kissable.
And good God, the moment my lips landed on hers, I knew I was in deep. Because fuck me, kissing her is as if sin itself has entered my veins. And now that I’ve had a taste, I want more, so much more.
But she suddenly pulls back and stares at me, confused.
Shame rolls through my body.
I shouldn’t have done that.
I told her she didn’t have to earn her keep, and I meant it.
But damn … I’ve wanted nothing more since I met her than to kiss those lips and make her body mine.
Her lips pout, and for a moment, it feels as though the earth has stopped revolving. Until she suddenly wraps her hands around my neck and smashes her lips on mine.
And fuck me, I’ve lost my will to fight my own conscience instantly.
Our kiss is heated and aggressive. I groan against her mouth and claim her lips like they’ve always belonged to me. My tongue dips out to break them open and force my way inside, licking the roof of her mouth.
She tastes like heaven and everything I’ve longed for.
But she’s here to be helped, not to be used.
“We should stop,” I mutter between kisses.
“Should we?” she murmurs.
I pull back to gaze at her swollen, red lips. “You don’t have to do this.”
She licks her lips, pressing up against me until my cock hardens against her thighs. “I know …”
When her hands slide down my chest, all the way across my abs, my cock throbs with need. And as her fingers land on my package, I grasp her wrist and say, “I meant it when I said I don’t need payment.”
She grins. “I remember … but I’m still grateful.”
I push her back against the wall and pin her against it. “I don’t need you to be grateful. I need you …”
“You need me to … what?” she repeats, gazing up at me with those starstruck eyes, those delicious lips begging me to kiss them.
“I need you …” I rasp, dangerously close. “I fucking need you to beg.”
Her lips part, and I can see the shock riddle on her face.
But I can’t fucking let myself go. Not until she gives me the one word I need.
Her lips part, her cheeks glowing red with embarrassment. “Please.”
Fuck.
That’s the one.
I immediately slam my lips on hers, not giving a shit if it’s wrong. I know I’m not supposed to take from those who have nothing left to give, but I can’t stop myself. The moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I was in trouble.
Those looks she gave me, the way her hand fits so perfectly in mine, the way I’ve felt so fiercely protective over this girl, despite only knowing her for a day, it’s all starting to make sense now.
I’m stricken by desire, completely corrupted by it, as my hands roam freely across her body, her tits, ripping the dress down.
She moans into my mouth, but I cover her mouth with mine as I fondle her perky tits, flicking my thumbs across her nipples until they harden.
“Fuck, I want you,” I groan against her lips. “So badly.”
“Then take it,” she murmurs back as my mouth drags a line down her neck. “Take all of me.”
Her words drive me mad with lust as I press kisses on her shoulders and let my tongue slide down her skin, all the way to her tits, taking one into my mouth and sucking hard.
I don’t want her just because she’s offering.
I want her because it’s forbidden.
Because she’s the one I should be helping, and I want nothing more than to take everything she has left to give.
“Tell me to stop,” I say, kissing every inch of her skin.
“No,” she replies.
I kiss her so hard we’re both out of breath. “Tell me.” I tug at her lip with my teeth and leave a mark. “Now or I swear to God, I’ll fuck you every fucking day of the week until you can no longer stand on two feet.”