Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“That’s true,” he replies, his voice low and grizzled. “But be honest, princess. Would you even want to?”
My heart threatens to break through my ribs as the world starts to spin. “I…” My voice fights me, like my body doesn’t want me to respond. “I…don’t know…”
With unbridled confidence, Rourke shakes his head. “You wouldn’t.”
And just like that, his lips envelop mine, and he kisses me.
And my world changes.
6
AVERY
My body blazes as Rourke kisses me. My first kiss, and it’s more than I ever could have imagined. His lips crush against mine, holding them like they belong to him. His chiseled body presses down on mine as my mind races, and I let him slip his tongue into my mouth.
I can’t believe what’s happening. Has this all been a dream since I passed out in the cold? Maybe I died back then, and this is some kind of afterlife made up by my mind. I moan as his hands explore my body, relaxing and accepting everything he does to me, signaling to him that I want more. My heart is pounding. My pulse throbbing.
His hand slides up my thigh, cups my waist, and pulls me to him, arching my back off the floor so our centers are pressed together.
Without thinking, I lean in, opening my mouth to accept more of his tongue. But he backs away, and I gasp as he looks down at me, something new in his eyes. Possession.
“I saved your life, angel,” his voice rasps. “But now I have to protect it. From the man who would happily have you and me both killed for inconveniencing him.”
Before I can speak, he kisses me again, deeper, hungrier. I feel like I’m about to be consumed.
“I can’t stay here forever…” I mutter softly, unsure if I even believe what I’m saying.
“Can’t you?” He smirks through a growl. I realize I’m still clamping my thighs together, but as he slips his rough hand up between them, I slowly let them relax. A soft moan escapes my lips as he kisses down my neck, over my breasts, and closes his lips around my nipple.
“I…I was trying to get away.”
But away to where? All I knew when I stole my dad’s car was that I needed to leave. I needed to run. That’s why I risked my life. Why I almost died. And I would have, if it wasn’t for my mysterious mountain man.
I had no idea where I was headed. I wasn’t leaving behind any friends or a relationship. Then I crashed…and here I am, naked beneath the most gorgeous man I could ever imagine, being treated like a treasure in a luxury cabin like something out of a magazine.
Maybe this is where I belong.
“You tried to get away from me,” he growls, letting his lips glide across my breasts, sending a warm tickle up my spine. “Weren’t you, angel?”
“Yes I was…”
“Don’t lie to me, gorgeous.” His voice rumbles. I feel the vibrations from his chest into mine. “We both know you just like being chased.”
He wraps his hand around the back of my head, tightening his grip to where it starts to hurt, then pulling back. “You love the game. You’re looking for a man to tame you.”
My breath catches, and my mind starts to race as his words send an unexpected thrill through me.
“T–tame?”
He nods. “That’s right, my little vixen.”
The fire rises inside me. He’s barely touched me, and yet already, I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been. No one ever warned me about this level of arousal. Even my embarrassment about being naked before him is starting to fade.
“Your cheeks are red. Let’s move you away from the fire so you don’t overheat.”
Before I can react, Rourke has me by the ankles, and with one swift motion, he pulls me a few feet across the hardwood floor. I gasp. He was right. I didn’t even realize just how hot I was until I’m farther from the flames.
He sits back on his knees and looks down at me, his eyes like globes of lightning scouring my nakedness. My body quivers. My heartbeat pounds in my temples. I gasp hard for breath.
“Spread,” he commands.
I know what he means, but for some reason, I play dumb. “Wh–what?”
“Open your thighs, princess. I want to see that sweet little pink pussy.”
“Rourke—”
“I’ve caught glimpses,” he growls, letting the tips of his fingers drag up my thigh, causing me to shiver. “But a glimpse is no good. I want it all. I want everything.”
His fingers hook my thigh, pressing down into my crux like he’s going to force my legs apart. But he stops, staring into my eyes, as though he’s waiting for me.
And as naturally as breathing, I spread my legs for him.
A deep growl rumbles up from his core, and he flashes his teeth like a hungry man. “What a gorgeous little pussy. So pink, so wet. And I can tell you’re tight.”