Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 169013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Something brighter than I’d ever experienced before.
Needy fingers fisted in the shirt beneath my coveralls that were partially unzipped, and she gasped these short, whimpered breaths into my mouth as I shifted my head from side to side, devouring her mouth and wishing that I could sink all the way inside.
Brinley parted.
Opening to me.
Body, spirit, and soul.
Her head tipped back and the desirous sound that rolled up her throat was nothing but a plea.
Tugging her a little from the desk, I wound myself all the way between her thighs.
A frenzy lit as I pressed my hard, aching cock to the mind-boggling heat that radiated from her pussy.
Far too many clothes divided us to leave either of us satisfied.
I wanted to erase it. Erase every barrier that separated us. Own her the way I needed to.
“Is that what you want, Brinley? You want me to peel you apart? Fuck you so good that the only name you know is mine?”
My tongue swept between her lips at the same time as I rocked against her.
Our tongues stroking and tangling and inciting a mania that spun the room.
Walls whirring at warp speed as I kissed her with everything that I had to give.
Intensity blistered. Scorching our flesh.
Flames licking up from the well of attraction that had me hooked from the moment I saw her.
When I’d somehow known this girl was going to change everything.
Brinley rasped. A mewl of hunger that was bound up with this confusion that rained and battered at our senses.
A hurricane that hit land.
She struggled to get closer, whimpering and whining as she rubbed herself against my raging hard dick.
“Wildfire,” I mumbled at her mouth.
“King.”
How the fuck it sounded like affection sliding off her tongue and onto mine, I didn’t know.
The words slipping between us in a frantic appeal as her fingers rushed up my shirt to grip onto my shoulders.
“Please,” she begged like I could be something that she had been missing.
I wanted to be.
I wanted to fix whatever went dark in her gaze. Calm those flickers of fear that sparked from her spirit whenever she hit me with all that feral, stormy heat.
Nothing but a fool who wanted to discover all that she was.
“Want you like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. In a way that makes me question all that I know. How is it you hold that power?” I rambled it against her mouth, sucking down the nonexistent air.
Drawing her essence into my lungs instead.
Had the very dangerous thought that she might hold the power to breathe life into all the vacant places that had long gone dead.
Resurrect a piece that had been lost.
One hand slid from her face to the back of her neck so I could control the kiss, while the other took a path down her front.
Hand palming one perfect tit, my thumb stroking over the hard, peaked nub of her nipple, swirling it and making her arch and moan.
“How? How? I don’t understand,” she mumbled, nearly incoherent as she pressed herself closer, and a growl was ripping free as I was assaulted with a lust unlike anything I’d ever known.
Piercing as deep as a bullet.
It was something that verged on deranged. A tipping point that once it spilled over, we both were going to drown.
My hand kept traveling south, gliding down her side and to her hip.
I palmed the outside of her thigh, using the leverage to rock against her, tiny sparks lighting up behind my eyes.
Greed taking me over, I edged back an inch so I could glide my hand under the thin fabric of her dress.
Dress that was pushed up high, exposing the silken tops of her lush legs.
Sight of it was enough that I nearly came in my pants. My mind lost.
All fucking rationale and purpose and knowledge of who I was evaporating in a beat.
Guts knotted in need, I brushed my fingertips over her soaked panties.
I couldn’t wait until I got to fully sink inside.
Fuck the consequences and the promises I had made. Let my crew shove my head under a guillotine.
I pushed her underwear aside.
Brinley suddenly flinched, and every molecule in her body froze for a flash.
I didn’t know how I recognized it through the haze of lust that saturated the air, but I did.
I recognized it like a smack across the face.
Like another mark slashed into my soul.
Her hands that had been grappling to get closer tightened in a way that told me she was trying to keep herself grounded.
To keep herself from spiraling into a place she was terrified to go.
Sucked back into a darkness that threatened to swallow her whole.
I wanted to go on a rampage. Demand that she make me a list.
A list of names of every single person who’d ever hurt her so I could eradicate the stain of them from the earth.