Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Her bright eyes spark at the sight of my rod tenting the fabric of my boxers. “I admit I’m not much of a science girl, so I paid less attention during those classes, but are we sure this is going to work?”
I take myself in hand and advance. “It’ll work.”
Eagerly she crawls to the edge of the bed. “This feels naughty,” she murmurs when I stop, my knees hitting the mattress.
“It’s because it is. We’re supposed to grope each other in the back of a car for about two months, fog up the windows, maybe make out in the back of a theater.”
“Instead, we’re diving into the deep end.” She places her fingertips on my forearms because while she’s a rebel at heart, there’s still some shyness to her, and she can’t quite bring herself to touch my bare chest and definitely not my ready dick that’s trying to shove itself in her mouth.
“I’ve got you. We’ll take it step-by-step. Kissing first.” I climb onto the bed, edging her backward until she’s plastered against the mattress. I hold my heavy frame off of her with an elbow digging into the bed. Our legs are tangled, and my cock is pressed against her hip. Precum is leaking out the tip, wetting my boxers and her jeans.
Her fingers flutter around my arms and neck, settling lightly on my shoulders. I lean forward and take her mouth, gently at first, trying to convey that I’m not in a hurry, that we can kiss all night, that there’s nothing I need right now. I only want her. I want to kiss her and touch her, but mostly I just want to be with her, to hold her close, to breathe in her scent, to fill my senses with all of what makes this girl Josie.
When her lips part, I sweep my tongue in. She tastes like sweetness, smoky and savory with a touch of cream from the milk she drank to wash down her chickpea pasta. I find the ridges of the roof of her mouth, trace the edges of her teeth, and stroke her tongue with mine. She kisses me back, shy at first and then with the eager verve she attacks life with.
I groan deeply and let my weight sink into her. My cock finds the warm valley between her legs. “We’re graduating from the necking to the dry humping.”
“Hope that stage doesn’t last long,” she says pertly.
I throw back my head in laughter. “The condition I’m in? It’ll be seconds, but I’ve got a second gear. Don’t you worry.”
Chapter Sixteen
JOSIE
The way Bam’s face softens when he laughs always makes my insides melt and flutter. How they can do both, I have no idea, but then again, my body acts differently around him.
It’s been that way from the start. I’m not talking just the physical reaction to him, either. I’m more relaxed around him, as though my body knows it can trust him. It might sound crazy, but that doesn’t make it untrue.
“Are you still with me?”
I nod, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. I love how his kisses linger there. He smiles down at me, his hand drifting up under my shirt to pause when he hits my sensor. Crap. That’s not sexy at all.
“It’s my sensor. It’s, ah—” Bam pushes my shirt up more to reveal it. It’s about the size of a quarter.
“It’s badass.” Then he leans down and kisses it.
“What are you doing?” I laugh but realize at the same time what he is doing. He’s making the mood around it light. He doesn’t want me to feel uncomfortable about it. I shouldn’t have expected anything less when it comes to Bam. To the rest of the world, he might appear rough around the edges, but I get a different side of him.
“This thing makes sure my girl is good.” His girl? I love the sound of that. “That not only makes it badass but sexy as fuck.” He kisses it again before his mouth travels across my stomach.
I brush my fingers down his arm, feeling the lines of his muscles. He glances up at me as he pushes my shirt up more, his brows lifting slightly.
“I want it, Bam,” I answer his unspoken question. That’s all the man needs to hear. Before I know what’s happening, he has my shirt off along with my bra. “Holy crap,” I gasp. I can’t even take my bra off that fast. “You’re good at that.”
“I pick locks. I think I can handle a bra. Especially when I’m trying to get to these.” His hand engulfs my entire breast. I suck in a breath as it clicks in my head that I am topless in bed with him.
“Nice save.”
“It’s not a save.” His thumb strokes my nipple, sending a sensation through my whole body. The hell. It’s never done that when I’ve touched them. Then again, I’ve never fondled myself. “I’ve never done any of this before, Josie. Just so we are clear. Got it?”