Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 102834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Derek’s lips twitched, his gaze softening when he replied, “Let me know if you need help finding a reputable installer.”
“I will, thank you.”
Roberta arrived and turned on some soothing ocean sounds, a blessed distraction from Derek’s heated intensity. I tried my level best to focus, but it was useless with him next to me. He completely fried my concentration, and all I could feel was his heat, all I could hear were his deep breaths going in and out. By the end of the session, I was no calmer. My head was even fuzzier than it had been before, full of all the things I wanted him to do to me.
“I’ll walk you to your car,” Derek said as we left the class and exited the building. I noticed he’d parked his SUV right next to my bright red Suzuki.
When we reached our vehicles, he stepped close, boxing me in against the back door of his car. His arms bracketed me, one hand flat on the metal behind my head, the other resting beside my hip, but he didn’t touch me, much to my disappointment. His body radiated heat, a presence I could feel without contact, like the air between us had thickened. He didn’t say a word. Just looked at me in that same slow, searing, deliberate way that had the ability to steal my breath.
The car park was relatively empty, and though it was late evening, the sun hadn’t set yet.
“I’ve missed you,” he murmured while tucking an errant strand of hair behind my ear, his thumb hot against my earlobe.
“I’ve missed you, too. It’s a pity you’re so busy with work right now. We could have—” Before I could finish the sentence, Derek’s arm slid around my waist, pulling me forward just slightly as he reached around me to open the door at my back. Before I knew it, he’d oh-so-carefully lifted me into the back seat. I shimmied backwards while he crawled in after me and pulled the door shut behind him.
“Sorry,” he said, the word choppy. “I really wanted to take you to dinner first, but I can’t wait.”
Didn’t he know that I craved him just as fiercely? After lusting after him throughout the entire meditation class, everything inside me was rejoicing. It was like he’d read my mind because if he hadn’t lifted me into the back seat of his car just now, I might’ve made the first move myself.
My head fell against the spacious back seat while Derek climbed between my legs. I lifted his T-shirt at his back, running my hands up his spine as he lowered his mouth to the hollow of my throat and just breathed me in. It was all I could do not to moan as he pressed his nose to my skin, inhaling intensely.
“Don’t apologise. Touch me,” I begged before he grazed his teeth over the sensitive spot below my ear.
“These tinted back windows came with the car when I brought it. Never found them useful until right this moment,” he said with a smirk while nipping his way down to my breasts. He nuzzled into the soft, stretchy fabric of my yoga top. “Milly, have you any idea how torturous that class was? Did you wear this top specifically to torture me?” His tone was husky and playful.
“No, I—” My words cut off when Derek brought his mouth to mine and kissed me so hungrily that all other thought fled my mind. My hand went to the back of his neck, tugging him close while his crotch nestled between my splayed thighs, and I felt just how much he desired me. I was so lost in the moment that I didn’t even care if someone got nosy and tried peering past the dark tint on his car windows. In fact, a tendril of excitement took hold, and that slight edge of fear that we could be caught heightened my senses. It was unlike any sexual encounter I’d had before, but then again, I’d never wanted a man like I wanted Derek.
Since all I had on was a pair of leggings and Derek only wore his shorts, I could feel his cock prodding at my clit so much more than if we were wearing thicker clothes.
Derek’s hand came to my jaw, his thumb stroking the underside while he smoothly thrust his erection against me. I gasped at the sensation, need curling in my core as his tongue plunged deep into my mouth. I wanted to see him, feel him, make him go mad with pleasure like he’d done for me the other night.
He groaned raggedly when I easily slid my hand inside his shorts, past his boxers to palm his thick, throbbing cock. Derek was large. I’d always suspected he would be since he was a tall man, but having the evidence right there in my hand sent my hormones into overdrive. I squeezed him, and he tore his mouth from mine, his breathing desperate as his brown eyes practically glittered in the dark car.