Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Haven gets up and pushes her arms through the sleeves. My jacket dwarfs her, making her look fucking cute.
I link my fingers with her right hand, then lead her out of the room. When we reach the deck at the front of the yacht, Haven glances around us at the open water.
“I’ve never been on a boat before,” she admits.
“Do you like it?”
She inches closer to the railing and carefully peeks over the side, then quickly moves back. “It’s a little scary knowing we’re so far away from land.”
The wind blows her hair into her face, and without thinking, I brush the strands away and tuck them behind her ears while I step closer to her.
She glances up at me, and when I let my fingers trail down the side of her neck and over the diamond choker, the nervousness returns to her eyes.
I lean down and press a soft kiss to her left cheek, then say, “Thank you for letting me take you to dinner. I really enjoyed it.”
“I enjoyed it, too,” she whispers.
I pull a little back to meet her eyes while bringing my fingers to her chin. My thumb tugs at her bottom lip, and it has her breathing faster.
She likes it when I touch her.
There’s no hiding the desire in my voice as I say, “I’m dying to taste you.”
Her tongue darts out to torture me as she wets her lips, then she looks me dead in the eyes and demands, “Beg.”
Lifting my other hand, I frame her face and step as close as I can to her. The tension building between us becomes damn near explosive.
“Please.” I close the distance between our faces until her quick breaths hit my lips, and beg, “Gesù Cristo, per favore.”
She lifts her right hand, and wrapping her fingers around the back of my neck, she pushes up, and the moment her mouth touches mine, it’s game over for me.
I move an arm down, wrapping it around her back, and lock her body to mine. Tilting my head, I enter her mouth, my tongue stroking hard against hers. Sweetness burst over my taste buds, making a satisfied groan rumble from my chest.
For a torturous second, I break the kiss, my voice hoarse as I say, “I knew you’d taste fucking perfect.” Our eyes lock, as I nip at her lips with mine, then I take her mouth with pure fucking desperation and devour her.
I feel a tremble move through Haven’s body while she makes a sound that drives me absolutely wild. It’s a cross between a moan and a whimper.
I’ll give everything I own to hear it again.
My teeth tug at her bottom lip, and my tongue takes hers in hard caresses.
Fucking hell.
My head swims, and my chest overflows with the powerful desire she makes me feel.
My hand coasts down from her cheek to her side, and I grip the silky fabric of her dress, ready to rip it from her body.
Unable to stop myself from touching more of her, my hand moves up again until I find the soft swell of her breast. The instant I feel her pebbled nipple, Haven breaks the kiss, turning her head away from mine while pushing my hand down.
“Wait.”
I step backward to give her space, and suck in deep breaths of air while it takes all my strength to regain control over my desire for her.
Once the overpowering need recedes, I close the distance between us, once more, and hug her to me. She realizes I’m just going to hold her and wrap her arms around my lower back.
I brush my hand over her soft hair and say, “Thank you.”
We stand in silence for a long while, then she presses closer to me, her voice sounding vulnerable as fuck as she whispers, “Promise you’ll never take my choices away from me again.”
I’m a control freak by nature, so it’s difficult for me to say, “I promise.” I pull back, and bringing a hand to her chin, I nudge her face up so she’ll look at me. “I’ll give you anything you want, Haven. Except for letting you go, you can have whatever your heart desires.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “Okay.” She thinks for a moment. “I want…” Her teeth tug at her bottom lip, making me want to kiss her again. “Ten million dollars.”
“Done.”
I begin to lean down, but she pulls back while letting out a burst of laughter. “Okay, let’s be serious. Right now, I could really do with some hot chocolate because I’m freezing my butt off.”
I take hold of her hand, and linking our fingers, I lead her below deck to where there’s a state-of-the-art kitchen. When the staff sees me, they go into panic mode, darting in different directions to find something to do so they’ll look busy.
I start searching through the cupboards, and it has the server from earlier asking, “Is there something I can get for you, Mr. Toscano?”