Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“Maybe it will be easier if I tell you all the things I did when I got to the end of a video you sent me or we had one of our ‘talks’ via video chat. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to scrub the cum off my phone—”
“Okay, okay,” I said as I slapped my hand over Flynn’s mouth. The man had absolutely no shame.
Not surprisingly, Flynn began licking the sensitive spots on my palm. The second I pulled my hand away, his mouth was on mine, stealing a searing kiss that left me breathless. He kept his head lowered so our mouths were only inches apart. “You’ve lost weight and you haven’t been sleeping.”
The blunt but very accurate statement had me nodding. Flynn wasn’t going to let this go and knowing him, he’d use his own form of sensual torture to get what he wanted.
“I was so scared, Flynn,” I admitted. “I knew we both needed a push to deal with… stuff but I didn’t know if what I was doing was the right way. I mean, I know we had those couple of times where I left my phone on while we… you know.”
“Jerked ourselves off,” Flynn supplied without hesitation, his expression completely serious. He’d shifted his body so he could stare down at me again. He was no longer lying on top of me, but his body was pressed up against the entire length of my own. His free hand was resting on my chest.
“I, um, I couldn’t, you know… until I knew you were okay. I was so focused on your breathing. It was only when I knew you were okay that I could let go, and there were some nights I hung up after you…” I paused because unlike Flynn, I was having trouble with the whole concept of just saying it like it was. Funny that our roles had seemed to reverse in that sense. I’d never had trouble telling the man exactly what I thought after he’d pushed me away in the beginning, but now… now there was too much at stake and that, in itself, was terrifying.
“You were relieved,” Flynn responded. “You were relieved that I was okay and nothing else mattered.”
I wiped at my eyes to brush away the tears that were threatening to fall. “Some alpha mate, huh?”
Flynn was quiet for so long that I began to squirm. I was on the verge of scooting away from him when his hand moved from my chest to my abdomen. I still had my clothes on, so it wasn’t until Flynn’s work-roughened hand reached the strip of skin between my top and the sheer pants—and not-so-sheer panties—that my body reminded me of its physical needs.
“Those wolves would kill to protect each other. They would lay down their own lives to save each other.” Flynn paused his voice, but not his hand. The man was either really good at multitasking or completely oblivious that he was nurturing the hard-on that had barely softened from the moment things had gone from hot and heavy to serious.
“Do you know what it’s like to know that someone loves you so much that they put your needs above their own? Not just for a couple of minutes here and there, but all the time? To have proof of that kind of unconditional love… it’s life-changing.” Flynn fell quiet for a moment and then dropped his head to press a soft, sweet kiss against my lips. “I wish I’d told you the night you came up with all those rules that in that moment, I knew there was someone in this world who loved me enough to lay down their life for me. Someone besides my horse, anyway.”
“Well, I knew I was up against some pretty heavy competition. A horse named BJ? I mean, come on, what was I supposed to—”
Flynn chuckled and kissed me sweetly before breaking the kiss. His hand had moved so his fingers were beneath the waistband of my underwear. I arched my back and let out a hiss of air because it felt so damned good. I could feel Flynn’s now stiff cock pressed against my outer thigh as he played with me. I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and tried to push his hand farther down, but he responded by stopping all movement of his hand. He kept it where it was but then his lips were on the move. Flynn used his mouth to press open-mouthed kisses all over my neck and upper body. He refused to kiss me on the mouth, though.
“I seem to recall one of your rules had something to do with me needing to have a green light to do things to you in the bedroom…” Flynn murmured against my skin between spine-tingling caresses.