Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 31414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Oh...my...gosh.
Guy's nostrils flared as the peaks of her breasts started to harden against his chest, and he felt something primal and possessive surge through him when he saw her gaze turn hazy with desire. His Jillian was a living, breathing picture of innocent need, with her cheeks tinted pink, her lips parted, and her soft curves gradually molding against his.
Everything about her drove him out of his mind, and so...
All Jilly could do was gasp when Guy suddenly pushed her back against the hallway wall, his ruined shirt falling to the floor as he pinned her wrists above her head with one hand.
The contrast between them was striking, with her small hands trapped easily in his grip, and her body caged between his arms and the wall.
Guy sucked his breath in as Jillian looked up at him, her green eyes still clouded with passion behind her glasses. And when she licked her lips in her nervousness—
"Are you trying to seduce me?" Guy demanded in a low growl.
Jilly could only shake her head with a gasp. "N-No!" How could he even think that, when all of this was completely new to her?
"Then why did you do it?"
"D-Do what?"
Her tongue darted out as she spoke.
"That."
Jilly was confused at first...until she realized he was staring at her mouth like it was something he wanted to punish and devour at the same time, and her stomach cramped in response.
Oh, so that was what he meant—mmph!
Guy's mouth covered hers in a kiss that turned her world upside-down in a flash, and her toes curled so, so hard it felt as if she was about to turn into stone.
Every inch of her flesh burned. Every sense of hers reeled. And every moment that passed, with his mouth ravaging hers—
Oh, Guy.
My Guy.
Please don't stop.
Please.
Guy nearly groaned the moment his lips touched hers, and something inside of him immediately shifted. He had lost count of the number of women he had kissed, regardless of whether it was for work or pleasure. But one thing that was clear to him was how none of those kisses made him feel this hungry...
This possessive...
And this terrified.
To the point that a part of him wanted to hold her close and never let go...while the other part of him wanted to push her away because of the threat she posed to his orderly existence.
His Jillian tasted sweet and pure, like a flower that had yet to blossom. And when she made a small sound in the back of her throat as he deepened the kiss, more cracks eroded his self-control, and Guy found himself suckling on her tongue all the fiercer, his only thought at that moment was to brand her and claim her—until she realized that he owned her completely.
Jilly could only whimper as Guy's mouth trailed down until his lips closed over one fabric-covered peak, and her breasts grew heavy and swollen as his chest pressed harder against her body.
She had never experienced anything like this.
Never.
And when Guy reached between their bodies with his free hand and began grinding the heel of his palm against her mound through her pants—
"G-Guy."
She could only stare at him in shock even as her body began to writhe uncontrollably under his demanding touch.
She knew what was happening. But at the same time, it seemed like she didn't know anything at all.
Everything was so new.
So powerful.
And so, so good that...
"G-Guy..."
The way she whispered his name nearly undid him, and her head fell back against the wall as Guy determinedly increased the pressure and rhythm of his touch.
"P-Please..."
"Please what?" Guy growled.
"I...I..."
"Tell me," he ordered.
"I d-don't know..."
"Then do what I tell you."
Eyes that burned with blue heat captured her as he issued the command, and all she could do was whimper.
"I want to see you shatter in my arms, Jillian."
No...oh...no.
"So come for me."
But the moment he said it, she realized that resistance was futile...since her body was already his, and aaaaah.
A dazed cry escaped his Jillian's lips as she started to come, and to witness her sensual undoing, just as he had demanded...
It was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life.
But somehow also the purest.
As well as the most terrifying, with how the sight of her finding pleasure in his arms was like being hit by a bolt of lightning.
Sex had never meant anything to him beyond the physical.
Never.
Until now.
And while there was still that part of him which despised the way she could so effortlessly affect every fiber of his being—
Jillian.
My Jillian.
Mine.
The longer he had her in his arms, the clearer it was to him.
Guy wanted more.
Of this.
Of her.
And he wanted all of it for him.
Alone.
Jilly lost all sense of time in the aftermath of her release, and her eyes only fluttered open when she felt Guy press a gentle kiss to her forehead before slowly pulling away, releasing her wrists.