Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
“Saxon—” I started, not sure what I meant to say.
He turned slowly, his hazel eyes darker than I’d ever seen them. Whatever restraint he’d been clinging to in the elevator was gone.
He was in front of me in two strides, stripping us out of our coats and shoes. Then his fingers curled under my chin, tipping my face up. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Before I could reply, he lifted me, and my back met the wall. The air rushed out of my lungs, replaced by a sharp gasp as his mouth crashed down on mine.
This kiss was nothing like the ones before. Not even the night he’d made me come in his SUV.
There was no teasing or careful testing of boundaries. Just pure, hungry need.
His hands gripped my thighs, holding me in place while my fingers tangled in his hair.
I finally managed to pull back enough to whisper, “What are you doing?”
His gaze burned into mine as he growled, “Proving it.”
Then his mouth was on my neck, his teeth scraping lightly over my skin, and every thought scattered.
I didn’t remember wrapping my legs around him or the way his name slipped out on a moan. All I knew was the heat of his body and the dizzy certainty that I’d never wanted anyone this much.
Saxon’s breath was hot against my throat when he rasped, “Hold on.”
I barely had time to tighten my arms around his shoulders before he pushed away from the wall and carried me through the apartment, his strength making me feel weightless.
He stopped in a bedroom that matched the rest of his place, but I didn’t take much in other than the giant bed in the middle of the space.
He set me on my feet but didn’t let go. His hands stayed at my hips, thumbs tracing slow circles that had my knees trembling. Then one palm slid up my spine, and he wrapped my hair in a fist to tilt my head back. His tongue plunged into my mouth, tangling with mine in a kiss that made my head spin. “Ready to fully become mine, sunshine?”
The rough edge in his voice undid me. “Yes.”
His mouth found mine again while his fingers slid beneath the hem of my sweater, pushing it up inch by inch until cool air kissed my skin. I helped him pull it over my head, then dragged his shirt off in return.
The first touch of bare skin to bare skin made me gasp. He was solid heat—every muscle defined under my palms, his heartbeat strong against mine.
“Look at me,” he murmured.
I met the intensity in his hazel eyes, and it felt like he was seeing straight through me, past the nerves to the desire I couldn’t hide. I didn’t even want to anymore.
When his hands drifted lower, I shivered. He watched my face the whole time, as though memorizing every reaction. There was reverence in the way he touched me, a quiet awe that made the world tilt.
The rest of our clothes vanished in a blur of movement, then his hands dropped to my butt and lifted me effortlessly until I wrapped my legs around his waist. He didn’t miss a step as he carried me over to the bed and spread me out on the mattress, his heated gaze raking over me.
I felt completely bare—not just my body, but everything.
He brushed a thumb over my bottom lip. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
I couldn’t find words, so I just nodded, pulling him down to me. His shaft was hard and hot against my core, making me moan. I felt the tip of his dick leak against me, and knowing I’d made this quiet, steadfast man lose his control was a heady feeling.
“I need to be inside you, sunshine,” he grunted against my lips. “But first, I want another taste of your pussy, but not from my finger this time.”
He left a trail of hot kisses in his wake as he moved down my body, and I was already writhing in need by the time he reached the apex of my thighs. My body stretched taut when his tongue swiped through my wetness.
“So good,” I panted, already seeing stars behind my eyelids.
He took that as encouragement, framing my pussy with his palms as he spread my lower lips apart to devour me. Threading my fingers through his hair, I held on while Saxon used his lips, tongue, and teeth to bring me to the brink of an orgasm.
But then he lifted his head, and I whimpered.
“You wanna come, baby?”
“Yesss,” I panted, whipping my head from side to side.
“Say you’re mine, Ivy. I want to hear it,” he demanded. “Now.”
“I’m yours,” I breathed.
“Damn straight,” he murmured against my damp flesh before sinking his tongue inside me while pinching my clit.