Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
“Bathe?” he asked as he started washing himself.
Damn.
She really wouldn’t mind being the one that got to rub her hands all over him.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Of course I don’t mind. You can come join me if you want.”
“Actually, I need to talk to you. So I’ll wait.”
“You should be in bed,” he told her. “Asleep.”
“So should you.”
“I will be soon.” He rinsed off and stepped out. She took a step back, staring at a drip of water making its way down his chest, between his pecs.
Damn.
So hot.
What she wouldn’t give to be that drop of water.
“Eyes on mine, Butterfly,” he told her.
She shot her gaze up, embarrassed to be caught staring.
“Why aren’t you asleep?” He stared down at her in concern. “Are you worried about something?”
“Yes. You.”
He gave her a shocked look. “Me? Why would you worry about me?”
“Because you disappeared and didn’t tell me where you were going or when you would be back!”
“You don’t need to worry about me. Now, go back to bed and I’ll be in soon.”
“Kellan!”
He raised his eyebrows. “Yes?”
“Telling me not to worry doesn’t mean that I will magically stop worrying.”
“It should. I always mean what I say. I’ll be fine. Stop worrying.”
“No.”
“No?” he drawled. “Are you serious?”
“Very serious. I will not stop worrying until you promise that when you can you will tell me where you are going and when you will be back. And if you’re going to be late you will message me.”
He raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his muscular chest. “Is that all?”
“No, it’s not all. Before you leave, you kiss me goodbye. And when you get home, you kiss me hello.”
He stalked toward her as she spoke and, grasping her by the hips, lifted her onto the bench.
“Anything more?”
“If you can’t tell me what you’re doing, then just say that. But I want you to promise me that you’ll always come home, because I can’t live without you, Kellan Jones. You’ve become my everything.”
“And you’re my everything, Butterfly. So I agree to your terms.”
She wouldn’t call them terms, but she’d take it.
“There might be other things that I will need from this relationship. But for now the only other thing is that you’re not to sacrifice yourself for anyone else. You’re important, Kellan. And you’re . . . you’re wanted.”
You’re loved.
She wasn’t sure she was ready to say that. Was she?
Was it too soon to speak about love? Maybe. She didn’t want to scare them away.
He cupped her cheek. “These things are important to you?”
“Very important.”
“I never want you to be upset or hurt. Especially not from something I do. But I will make mistakes. And you need to tell me when I do.”
“I will,” she told him.
“That’s my good girl. Now, all good girls should be in bed asleep. Are you going to be able to sleep?”
“I hope so.”
He cupped the side of her face and kissed her deeply. His tongue slid between her lips and he pressed himself up against her.
When he drew back, she didn’t know why she did it, but she suddenly blurted it out. “Eli made me come in the bath.”
He raised his eyebrows as he gazed down at her. “Is that so?”
“Um, yeah. It is.”
“And did you like it?” he murmured.
“Yes, of course.”
“Hmm, and what did he use to make you come? His fingers?”
She nodded.
“How about his tongue?” he asked.
“What? No!” she cried.
Since meeting them she’d blushed more than she had in all the years she’d been alive.
“No? Do you not like that idea?” he murmured.
“I don’t understand how you like the idea of doing . . . that to me.”
Urgh. She wished she could talk like a normal adult.
“So you don’t think you’d like sucking me off?” he asked.
“Can I try?”
He gave her a surprised look. “You want to try?”
“Yes, please. Now?”
“You need to go to bed. You should be asleep. And I’m the one who is going to use my mouth tonight.”
Disappointment filled her.
“But tomorrow you can suck me off,” he promised.
“And by tomorrow you mean today, right? Since it’s nearly two in the morning.”
“Right.” Bending down, he kissed her again. “I won’t strip you off completely, but I do want to touch you everywhere. If you need me to stop, say red.”
She nodded.
He grasped hold of her chin. “Words, Butterfly.”
“I understand,” she replied.
“That’s a good girl. What do you say if you’re scared or uncomfortable or in pain?”
“I say red.”
“I expect you to use it. If you need to use it and don’t, the next thing you’ll get is a spanked bottom.”
“Yes, Kellan,” she replied.
“My good girl.” He ran his hands up the outside of her thighs. “Spread your legs wide. That’s it. God, your skin is so smooth and beautiful.” He moved his hands under her T-shirt. Well, it was actually one of his that she’d acquired.
One hand cupped her breast and he tweaked her nipple gently.