Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 90972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Kiss me back,” I whisper, letting my nose touch the top of her head. There’s that scent I’ve missed. I inhale deeply, soaking her in. “Just kiss me, and I’ll let you go back inside.”
“You are sick.” She pulls her head back, twisting my sweater in her tiny fists. I could drown in the cold, endless hatred in her baby blues. “You know that?”
“The clock is ticking, Dragonfly.”
She sneers at me, rolls her eyes…but she also tips her head back, offering me her mouth.
This time, her lips are softer. She parts them for me without resistance. Instead of having to press her against the wall, I let my hands slide down her sides, taking hold of her hips, pulling her against what’s starting to twitch and swell in my jeans.
And instead of grunting in anger, she sighs, even whimpers softly. Her fists loosen before her hands run up to my shoulders, then around to the back of my neck. Her touch is electric, even if I know she doesn’t mean it.
But I can pretend she does. That this is real, that she wants it. That she likes it as much as I do—and I do like it. I’m getting harder with every stroke of my tongue against hers, with every soft sigh she can’t hold back. Her body wants this even if she hates me. For now, that’s enough.
Pulling her bottom lip between mine, I suck it until she groans, then graze it with my teeth before plunging my tongue inside her mouth again. Her fingers twist my hair, tugging, making my body sizzle. Just a little more. A little longer. I need something to get me through the long, empty nights.
But it can’t last forever. Already she’s thinking about the store, pulling back, turning her face away. “That’s enough,” she whispers while I run my lips over her throat. “I mean it. I need to get inside. The register is unattended.”
Like I give a shit, but I’m not going to beg. “Was that so bad?” Pushing away from the wall, I rake my fingers through my hair. My hands are trembling.
“You don’t want to hear the answer to that.” One last filthy look, and she disappears through the door. The squeal of the rusted hinges isn’t as loud as the thumping in my head as blood rushes, boiling hot.
I already know I’ll be jerking off later to the memory of that kiss.
For now, I’ll settle on going back to the truck and watching her until her shift is over.
Chapter 18
Tamson
I don't particularly like leaving Dad to lock up the store by himself, but I’m just so exhausted that when he offers to let me leave early, I happily accept.
Gathering my things from behind the counter, I stuff my phone into my pocket and head out. I wave goodbye before pushing the door open and stepping onto the sidewalk.
I see him right away. Kellen’s car is parked at the side of the road, a few feet from the store's entrance. As soon as he notices me, he gets out of the car and heads towards me.
My legs stop moving, and my spine straightens as he approaches.
“Please just leave me alone,” I beg. “I’m tired, and I haven't eaten. Please… just let me go home.”
“I want you to come with me,” he announces, completely ignoring my plea.
I sigh in frustration. I’m so over being pushed around.
I cross my arms in front of my chest. Glancing around the street, I notice a couple walking across from us and a man sweeping the sidewalk a little further down from that. It’s still light outside, and we are not alone. What would Kellen do if I say no? Would he really drag me to the car if I were to fight him?
As if Kellen read my mind, he shakes his head, looking at me like he is disappointed I would even think about disobeying him.
“I’m not going with you,” I say, surprising myself how strong my voice comes out.
His gaze darkens at my rejection. “Get in the car.”
“No.” I take a step back, but he takes one long stride, eating up all the distance between us. He is so fast, I don’t have time to react. His arm wraps around my torso, and he pulls me flush into his side.
One arm. It only takes him one arm to subdue me. He guides me to his car, and fear sets in. I dig my heels into the ground, desperately trying to stop him from getting me inside his vehicle.
With an annoyed huff, he picks me up and carries me the rest of the way. He puts me down next to the car and opens the door for me.
“Get in,” he orders.
“Please just let me go,” I try again, but Kellen just shakes his head and places his hand on my shoulder.