Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Yes.”
“Good.” Then he kissed her again, slower this time, deeper, the anger between them melting into heat that rolled through her body.
Her fingers slid up into his hair. She wrapped her legs around his waist without thinking, clinging to him, her body primed and ready right now. For all of him.
“Bianca,” he breathed, her name sounding different coming from him now, lower and rougher. She rested her forehead against his for a second, both of them breathing hard. “You’re gonna apologize, baby. Make it easy on yourself and do it now.”
It took a second for the words to register. She jerked, leaning back, her hair brushing across his shoulders and hers. “I won’t.”
His smile was full of wicked determination. “One more chance.”
Her abdomen rolled, and her sex softened. Totally not in sync with her brain.
The man was solid muscle, nearly invincible.
She’d noticed that earlier when he’d hauled Billy Rockefeller around like a rag doll. Noticed it when he’d dragged her back into the truck. Noticed it when he’d looked at her like she was both infuriating and irresistible.
Now she felt it everywhere.
“Too late,” he murmured.
She jolted. “I don’t understand.” Even so, she shot both hands into his thick hair and tugged. “I’m not scared of you.” Sure, he was terrifying when pissed. At least with Billy. But not with her.
“Good, although I haven’t been clear, apparently.” He moved then, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist to hold on tighter as he walked out of the living room toward his bedroom. “While you’re here, while we’re dating, it’s my job to keep you safe.”
How utterly old-fashioned, kind of sweet, and a mite objectionable. “I can keep myself safe.”
“Oh yeah? Is that what you were thinking when you ran straight for me?”
No. Billy had the shotgun and she’d seen Adam, instinctively running toward safety. She’d known he’d protect her. “Okay. I get that.” She kissed him then, her legs wide around his hips, muscle pressing against her.
“Good. So if you put yourself in danger, if you’re the one at fault, that makes me very unhappy.” He kissed her back, his mouth taking command. Easily. Then he released her. “If someone like Billy makes me unhappy, I choke them.”
She tried to keep track of the conversation. “What if I make you unhappy?” Her voice quivered as her brain tried for curiosity, and her body tried for an overwhelming feeling from heated male surrounding her.
“Well, I can’t choke you.” His voice was soft, low. “But I can spank you to orgasm.”
Her clit flashed wide awake and ached in her panties. Her nipples sharpened to hard points in her bra. Her breath caught in her lungs, totally trapped. She had to swallow twice before she could speak. “Erm. No.”
“Not giving you much of a choice, darlin.’” He sat her on the bed and took off her sweater in one impossibly smooth motion. His shirt followed hers, revealing all of that hard muscle. “You’re going to want to appease me and soon.”
Shirtless, his hands going to his jeans to drop them to the floor, he was out of a dream. Male. Sexy. Wild.
“I don’t like the word appease,” she whispered.
He unzipped her jeans, somehow lifted her, and drew them off along with her panties. Her socks and bra soon followed, all too smoothly, and then she was naked. Completely. “How about the word spank?”
A startled cough rippled from her. “Don’t think I like that one, either.” But she wasn’t entirely sure. They’d just started dating, and her mind kept fuzzing. But the look in his eyes, dark and hungry, gave her confidence. “So, no?” Dang it. She sounded uncertain.
“Interesting.” He pushed her back, his hands firm on her thighs as he ran them down to her knees, careful of her still bruised one.
She tried to sit up, and he flattened one of his hands across her stomach, holding her down. Desire ripped through her. Just as she tried to argue, about what she wasn’t sure, his heated breath brushed her clit.
Holy wow.
He licked her, knowing exactly how much pressure to give. The guy was a quick study, and he really seemed to like this. She relaxed, and he kissed her mound as if in approval.
“Are we still fighting?” she asked, needing to know the answer.
“Nope. Never really were.” He licked her, slow and sure. Humming with what sounded like pleasure. Live wires whipped through her, from his talented mouth. “You’re just learning how to behave.”
Oh, he did not. “Wait a minute—”
He nipped her clit, instantly getting her attention. “You taste like heaven, and I could do this for days. Behave yourself, or you’re gonna beg, and it’s not gonna be fun.” Slowly, he pressed one finger into her.
She whimpered, totally out of her element. Not once in her life had she felt like this. On the edge but nowhere near, and kind of out of control and confused but turned on. Another finger joined the first, and he crisscrossed them. She gasped, arching into him.