Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
And I want to be consumed by her.
I watch as she presses her teeth into her bottom lip, but she never looks away. “Dawson,” she starts, but then she pauses, her eyes flitting quickly between mine. Guilt flashes in her eyes as she whispers, “If I’m pressuring—”
“Fucking hell,” I laugh, shaking my head. I may feel so exposed that it’s making me a bit jittery, but it won’t stop me from admitting the truth. “I’ve never wanted anyone before you.” Her lips part. “You’re not pressuring me, Ro. I wanted you to know because I want you to know how important you are to me.”
The air is thick with arousal, but also tension. She won’t look away, and neither will I. Neither of us moves or speaks. The only sound I can hear is my heart pounding in my ears. “If it’s weird that I’m a virgin—”
She shakes her head. “Not at all. I…I get now why you were hesitant—”
“I wasn’t hesitant. I needed to tell you, but you’re so fucking hot and I couldn’t stop.”
Her eyes search mine, “Dawson, are you sure you want to do this with me?”
“I am very sure,” I say with a grin. “I have wanted you from the moment I met you. I just wanted to prove to you what I already knew.”
“What?”
“That what we have is more than sex.”
Her eyes soften as her lips part again. I can tell she’s shocked, though she hasn’t let go of my cock. Not that I’m complaining. I waggle my brows at her, needing to hide how exposed I feel. “I have to say, I rather like this form of communication we’re doing.”
I jerk my cock in her hand, and she rolls her eyes at me. “Focus, Sinclair.” But she doesn’t let go. Instead, she slowly shakes her head. “This makes no sense. You want to have sex with me?”
“Exhibit one says yes.”
She smacks my abs. “Dawson!”
I laugh as I let go of her wrist to point to where she holds me. “I’ve been hard this whole time, so yes.”
She furrows her brow. “How do you do that? How are you so sure of yourself now, after looking like you might be sick?”
I shrug. “Once I told you, I felt like nothing could touch this. Us.”
“Dawson,” she pleads, her eyes doing the same. “It makes no sense that you are giving this part of yourself to me.”
“I want only you to have this part of me.” She blinks and I smile. “I truly feel you’ll be my last.”
She throws up her hands. “Dawson, guys don’t say shit like that!”
“You’ve known from the top I’m not like other guys.”
She’s fully flustered now. Her arms are flailing, her hand jerking, her eyes wild. “You are impossible. You don’t mean this.”
“I do.”
“Dawson, come on. I could get knocked up, and then what?” I try not to smile but it doesn’t work, and she lets out a huff. “Mother Mary above! That doesn’t scare you?”
“I mean, come on. You pregnant with my kid? That’s hot.”
“What is happening?” she mutters, shaking her head. “I just don’t get it.”
“I don’t know how you don’t get it,” I say, kissing her nose. “I’m in this.” Her eyes widen and then fall shut. She leans her forehead into my lips, and I kiss her softly, inhaling her. “I’m into you. I want you all the damn time. I had so much fun today and in every small moment you gave me before. I want them all. I want you.”
She pouts. “Dawson, I’m not worth—”
“Don’t you dare talk about the girl who’s gonna take my virginity.”
Her eyes lock with mine. “Dawson,” she pleads, and I cup her jaw. “You are killing me here.”
“How so?”
“You know how. If I fall for you, I’ll fall hard.”
I grin. “Fall, baby. I’m here to catch you.”
She doesn’t smile. Instead, her eyes get misty. “Don’t drop me.”
“Never.”
It’s the easiest promise I’ve ever made.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-NINE
Dawson
When Ambrosia tries to say something else, which I doubt will be productive and will probably piss me off since I really don’t like when she talks about herself in a negative way, I cut her off with my mouth. And like I love, she melts against me, her arms coming up to wrap around my neck as I hold her closer. Our kiss is slow at first, but with each pass of my tongue over hers, it heats up. She moves her fingers to my shirt, pushing it up, and I help her pull it off.
“There is no one in this world who captivates me but you,” I tell her as she drinks in my chest, and then her gaze cuts to mine. “And, heart-stopper, I need these tits in my mouth.”
She lets out a little whimper, but together, we pull her shirt up and over her head. She goes for her bra as I undo the buttons at the side of her skirt, pushing it down her legs. I watch as she throws the pink bra to the side, her breasts bouncing free and leaving me speechless.