Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Is that a threat?” She licks a drop of sauce right off her thumb, then flashes those fuck-me eyes at me. “Or a promise?”
Holy hell. She wants to play? I’ll play.
I crowd her on the couch, moving so fast the pizza box nearly flies off the table. My hand closes around her wrist, pinning it to the cushion, her pulse racing under my thumb. I feel every frantic beat, and it goes straight to my cock. She’s so damn soft in my grip, but she’s not backing down, not for a second.
“Are you positive this is what you want?” My voice comes out low and rough, nothing but hunger.
Cydney grins, pure sass, and lifts her chin like she’s daring me to do my worst. “Gobble me up.”
Fuck. I almost lose it right there.
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” I growl, and then I’m on her, mouth crashing down on hers in a kiss that’s all teeth and tongue and barely-restrained violence. She tastes like tomato and heat and pure fucking temptation.
She moans against my lips, and if I wasn’t already hard as steel, I’d be there now. Fuck. My cock is so hard it hurts, but I don’t hold back. I sink my hands into that dark, wild hair and crush her mouth under mine, devouring her like I’ve been starving for years. Cydney kisses back, hungry and hot, her curves pressed tight against me. Her tongue meets mine, bold and greedy, and I groan into her mouth.
I want her messy and wild and completely ruined by the time I’m done.
She claws at my sweater, yanking it up, and I help her, tearing it off and tossing it across the room. She looks at my bare chest like she wants to take a bite out of me, and hell if I don’t want to let her. Her nails scrape down my abs and straight to my waistband, and I can barely think straight.
But I want to take my time. I want to memorize every inch, every sound, every damn detail of this woman. She squirms under me, hungry and demanding, and it’s all I can do not to rip her clothes off and take her right here. But I want to make her beg first.
I grab her wrists and pin them over her head, anchoring her to the sofa cushions. She arches up, tits pressing tight against her sweatshirt, and my cock jerks so hard I nearly black out. “You like being pinned down, Cydney?” I rasp, my voice barely more than a growl.
Her eyes flash, wild with challenge. “What do you think, boss man?” She tries to buck her hips, but I shove my thigh between her legs and pin her even tighter.
“I think you’re dying for it.” I nip at her lower lip, tugging until she gasps. “I think you want me to ruin you.”
Her breath comes in ragged bursts, thighs squeezing around my leg like she’s already imagining what I could do to her. Fuck, she’s soaked through and squirming on my thigh, and I haven’t even gotten started.
I push my leg against her sweet spot, and she gasps, arching up like she’s about to come just from a little pressure. Perfect. I lean in, trailing my lips down her jaw and across her throat, sucking just hard enough to leave a mark. I want her to see it in the mirror tomorrow morning and remember exactly who she fucking belongs to.
“Let’s get this off,” I growl, tugging her soft blue sweatshirt up and over her head. Her hair tumbles loose, all wild and messy, exactly how I want it. She’s got nothing on underneath except bare, gorgeous skin and those luscious tits I’ve been fantasizing about since the day I walked into Gobble Me Up.
“Holy hell, Cydney.” My voice is barely recognizable. I grab both tits in my hands and squeeze, rougher than I should, but she whimpers and arches into my grip, practically begging for more. Fucking hell, I’m addicted to this woman. I lean down and take her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard, flicking my tongue over the sensitive tip. Cydney cries out and tangles her fingers in my hair, yanking me closer like she can’t get enough.
“God, yes…” Her breath hitches, and she writhes under me, her hips grinding against my thigh. I pin her tighter, loving the way she fights and submits all at once. I want her desperate. I want her wrecked. I want her to forget her own damn name, as long as she remembers mine.
I nip at her other nipple, biting just hard enough to leave a mark, then lick it soothingly, feeling her shiver. Her skin breaks out in goosebumps and her back bows off the couch. I release her wrists for half a second, just so I can rip her yoga pants down those perfect goddamn thighs, dragging them over her hips and off in one savage motion. I nearly tear the seams getting them past her knees. No way in hell I’m stopping now. She’s bare and beautiful under me, every inch of her glowing in the soft light, and fuck me, my cock throbs at the sight.