Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
He reached for my chin and tilted it up until I couldn’t avoid making eye contact anymore. “I don’t think of you like a child.”
“Prove it,” I said stupidly, like a child.
But I got my proof.
I wasn’t sure which one of us moved, but suddenly, his lips were on mine and his arms were banded around me, crushing my body to his. I reached for the back of his head to hold him in the kiss, to keep him from pulling away.
I was in shock and desperate, seeking every morsel of sensory experience I could get.
Kittredge Evers was kissing me!
I was lost in it. The vodka taste of him, the masculine scent of him, the overwhelming strength of his embrace. His tongue took charge immediately and put every ounce of my eagerness under its control.
The world could have spun off its axis and ping-ponged through the solar system, knocking into the very sun, and I probably wouldn’t have noticed.
Because Kittredge Evers was kissing me.
His broad hands were suddenly everywhere, up my shirt, down the back of my pants, cupping one of my ass cheeks, clasping my neck. It was like being seduced by the world’s sexiest octopus.
It was the closest I’d ever seen Kit to losing control. His desperation dwarfed mine. The low groan he made when he stroked a finger down the cleft of my ass and brushed over my hole, the grunt that he made when I sucked on his tongue. The way he shoved his thigh between mine and forced my legs wider. The way he fumbled for my fly, and the button on my pants flew off.
Precum wet the cotton of my boxer briefs as my cock strained and jerked toward him. I arched into his thigh, feeling the hard press of his cock against my hip.
Oh fuck, Kit is hard for me. Me!
“Please, oh god. Please,” I heard myself beg as he moved to suck marks along my throat. His fingers were in my hair, holding me still, while his other hand moved to my pants and reached inside again, this time grasping my cock and stroking it.
He was barely through the first stroke when my orgasm hit. My entire body contracted and released, and I cried out in shock. Years of pent-up fantasies had apparently set me on a knife’s edge already, and all it had taken was a bare palm on my dick to set it off.
As soon as the aftershocks settled down, I was overcome with extreme horror.
I quickly dropped to my knees, knowing he hadn’t come yet and convinced that if I could give him an orgasm, he might forget just how lightning-fast my own had been.
He arched away from me and put a hand on my shoulder to stop me. “No.”
I stared at the floor, humiliated. “No?”
He forced my chin up again until I met his eye. I firmed my chin, gritted my teeth, and met his eyes defiantly. The look on his face was a mix of too many emotions to parse with the few brain cells I had at my disposal.
“Not like this,” he said gently. “We’ve both had too much to drink. I shouldn’t have—”
“Get out,” I said, as calmly as I could.
“Robbie—”
“Get. The fuck. Out.” If I’d had an ounce of dragon DNA, steam would have poured from my nostrils and ears.
“I’m not saying no, I’m just saying—”
I pulled the phone out of my pocket and dialed the head of my father’s security team. “Can you please escort Kit—”
Kit yanked the phone out of my hand and ended the call. “Fine, I’ll go. I think we both need to sleep it off. But we should talk about this in the morning.”
For some reason, I felt clearer than I had in days. “No, thank you. You may, of course, sleep here. But in the morning, I’d like you to be gone.”
His face fell. It was almost enough to make me revoke the request. But I knew I needed to do this for both our sakes. “Okay. If that’s what you want.”
I pressed my face into my hands, took a breath, and then faced him again. “It is. I just need some space, Kit. Okay? That’s all. Please don’t worry about me. I’m sorry I put you in this position tonight. And I appreciate everything you’ve done for me.”
I could tell he wanted to reach for me, to pull me into a hug and maybe even press a kiss to my head the way he’d done a million times before. But we both knew that was playing with fire.
Instead, he lit a different match and tossed it down before leaving.
“Please know that I love you.”
And then he was gone.
5
KIT
I strode out of Robbie’s bedroom with as much dignity as possible. It wasn’t until I closed myself into the guest bedroom of Robert’s house that I allowed myself to heave in a shaking breath and gasp out a curse.