Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 115308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Baird suddenly broke our kiss, and I panted for breath, my body trembling with unsatisfied desire. There wasn’t just lust in those beautiful dark eyes. There was awe. Baird McMillan looked at me like I was … everything.
The pulse between my legs became insistent. “Bear.” I didn’t know what I was asking for, but he seemed to know. His features hardened with determined want. I gasped as he lowered me to my feet only to grab the fabric of my skirt, coasting it up my thighs, as he held my gaze.
We shouldn’t.
Not here.
We really, really shouldn’t.
“We sh-shouldn’t,” I forced out breathlessly.
“I can’t wait.” I’d never heard his voice like that. It was this deep, masculine growl dripping with sex, and apparently, it had a direct connection to my erogenous zones. I practically moaned at his tone. “I have been fantasizing about licking your pussy for nearly two years, and I can’t fucking wait any longer to taste you.”
Oh. My. Holy. Fuuuuuuuuu—my knees literally buckled at his words.
Baird’s triumphant expression was followed by his fingers curling into my underwear. I let out another huff of excitement as he roughly yanked my knickers down. “Bear!”
“Ssh, gorgeous.” Baird held my eyes as he slowly and deliberately lowered himself to his knees before me.
I widened my thighs. Baird’s head disappeared between my legs.
“Oh!” I cried out at the first touch of his tongue and then covered my mouth with my hand. He licked his way up to my clit, and I groaned as sensation spiked down all four limbs. Arousal tightened in exquisite need low in my belly as my hot blood pounded in my ears.
I reached for Baird’s head, so unbelievably turned on by the sight of him between my legs I thought said limbs might give out.
His fingers dug into my thighs as he expertly licked and sucked at my clit, tormenting the bundle of nerves until I was struggling to contain my cries and moans of pleasure.
“Bear!” My fingers threaded through his thick hair and curled tight. He growled at the tug and thrust his fingers inside me, the sensation of fullness overwhelming. Weeks of tension shattered with an abruptness that took me aback. I couldn’t stop my cry of release as I shuddered and shook against his mouth. Baird lapped up every drop of my orgasm, as if he couldn’t get enough.
I sagged against the door, my body tremoring with aftershocks. Baird slowly rose to his feet and pulled me into his arms. His hands soothed down my back as mine caressed his and tears brightened my eyes and stung my nose.
Good tears.
Because even though that was the sexiest thing a man had ever done to me … he’d also made it feel like more than sex. He’d made me feel … loved.
“Bear.”
“I’m never letting you go now,” he whispered in my ear.
“We were supposed to talk,” I whispered back. “I … I want to make sure you’ve thought this through. Because we’ll be launching our relationship straight into the deep end. Marriage in less than two months, in case you forgot that tiny detail.”
Baird pulled back to cup my face in his palms, drinking in every aspect of my face. This was the intensity he rarely revealed to anyone. But he let me see this side of him. And I loved that. “I’m already in the deep end, My.”
My heart lurched. A euphoric smile flirted with my lips. “Then I think you better take me home so I can return the delicious favor you bestowed upon me.”
His grin was big and boyish, the Baird I knew and adored. “You can return that favor after. First …” His voice roughened, “I need to take you home so I can come inside you.”
My cheeks flushed at the imagery that flashed in my mind. I swallowed hard. “What are we waiting for, then?”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
MAIA
We were in no state to talk to anyone, so our plan was to sneak out of the house. However, my aunt Shannon bumped into us as she came out of the downstairs powder room.
Aunt Shannon and I shared the same violet eyes as Dad, except instead of dark hair she had loads of stunning red hair. While I was average height, Aunt Shannon was tiny. She had the kind of youthful appearance that meant people often thought she was far younger than her actual age.
Usually, I loved seeing Aunt Shannon.
But right now, recognizing that knowing gleam in her eyes, I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.
“Leaving so soon?” She quirked an eyebrow, glancing between me and Baird.
“We have somewhere to be.”
“Urgently.” Baird gave me a gentle nudge toward the door.
Embarrassment scalded my cheeks.
Aunt Shannon shook her head, lips twitching. “I’ll tell your dad and Grace something came up.”
Baird snorted. I groaned in mortification. Aunt Shannon laughed as she strolled off. “Have fun and be safe.”