Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 19091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 95(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Oh.
My stomach dropped in horror.
“Because I’d be a convenient fuck,” I muttered, looking away as hurt flared hot and blinding.
“Kenna, no,” he denied. “I didn’t mean that at all.”
“No.” I couldn’t look at him but my tone was soft, accepting. “It’s fine. I get it. You’re being a good dad. Michael … Michael should always come first. And I wouldn’t want to jeopardize my job if I’m just a convenient fuck to you. That’s smart. You were thinking rationally. Thank you.”
“Kenna—”
“I need a shower.” I stood abruptly. “Do you mind if I use Michael’s bathroom? Yes? Okay.” I strode out before he could stop me and practically dove into Michael’s room.
Of course, it was only physical for Haydyn. Why would he want me for anything more? None of my friends and family seemed to think I was worth remembering, so obviously I lacked that quintessential something that made people care.
My fingers trembled as I stripped off my shirt and jeans. It was true, then. When my parents died, I lost the last two people on earth who really loved me.
The thought was terrifying. I blinked past the tears, suddenly wishing I could jump in my car and keep driving. I was lost. Staying in one place I was lost, so I might as well be lost on the move, right?
The door to Michael’s bedroom suddenly flew open and my heart sped up even faster with surprise as Haydyn strode inside. His nostrils flared at the sight of me standing in nothing but my red lace bra and green knickers. I’d considered the combination festive and hadn’t thought anyone else would see them.
His gaze dipped between my legs, and my clit pulsed in response.
“Haydyn?” I whispered.
His hot gaze drank in every inch of me.
“If I was just looking for a convenient fuck, I’d go out and find a woman. You were never just a convenient fuck.” Whatever he saw on my face made his eyes glimmer with tenderness. “This whole time, I’ve been worried what people would think if you and I got together. The other parents, the villagers. If it would subject Michael to gossip. But Thane Adair’s children seem perfectly happy, don’t they?”
Knowing he referred to Lewis Adair’s father who married his nanny, I nodded, heart in my throat with hope I was scared to embrace.
“Why shouldn’t we have what we want? We’re grown-ups. And …. and I hate the idea that you think all I see when I look at you is an attractive woman. Every time I’m with you, nothing feels more real than our connection. It’s not just physical attraction, Kenna. Though I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you. The last few months have been absolute torture.” He gestured ruefully to his crotch.
Blood rushed in my ears at his declaration, my gaze falling to see his jeans straining with his erection. Oh my God. My skin flushed from head to toe, and my breasts suddenly felt heavy with need.
“In fact,” Haydyn continued hoarsely, “I can’t think straight. I feel like I’m coming out of my fucking skin … and …” He took a step toward me, hunger etched in his features. “That if I don’t have you in every way a man can have a woman, I’ll never be truly happy again.”
Wow.
“Haydyn—”
His eyes flashed. “I want to hear you say my name as we make love.”
Yes, please.
“Haydyn—”
“But first, I want to hear you say my name as we fuck.”
I moaned. Because YES, PLEASE.
Then he rushed me. Our bodies collided seconds before our mouths did.
Haydyn’s kiss was ravaging. It was a man’s kiss. Dark, deep, and sexual.
His hand fisted in my hair as he held me, and I grasped on to him as he plundered my mouth. I whimpered against his tongue as his other hand gripped my arse to pull me into the erection straining the zipper of his jeans. The whimper turned to a moan, reverberating into his mouth. Haydyn ground his hips harder into me, squeezing my arse. I slid my hands under his sweater in answer, shivering at the delicious feel of his smooth, hot skin beneath my fingertips.
He groaned as I touched his nipples. The sound rumbled in my mouth as we kissed harder, messy, sexy, wild kisses I’d never experienced before in my life.
I needed him inside me.
Fumbling for the button on his jeans, I silently told him as much.
Then suddenly, I was in Haydyn’s arms for a few seconds before finding myself on the bed, Haydyn covering my body as we tugged at each other’s clothing. Well, he tugged at my underwear. Haydyn broke our kiss to unclip my bra with a deftness of touch that told me he was well experienced in unclipping bras. He took hold of it and ripped it away from me, throwing it over his shoulder. His fiery eyes devoured my naked breasts.