Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 102071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 510(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 510(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
“I don’t know him. I wasn’t going to tell my personal business to a stranger. You want to know why I said that?”
More than anything. “Yes, I do.”
He stepped closer, but he didn’t touch me. “Because I am breaking all my rules by doing this with you, and it’s private. This thing between us is private. It’s nobody’s business but yours and mine.”
My chest dipped.
This man.
How could he go from dismissing me to making my heart flip? But there he was, doing it again. “You sure about that?” I asked, more quietly this time, more vulnerable too.
“So goddamn sure,” he said. “So sure that I don’t need to blab to a stranger how I feel about you.”
Oh god. I was a jerk for doubting us based on an overheard comment. “I’m sorry,” I said.
He smirked. “You wear possessiveness well. It’s sexy.”
I laughed, but then I replayed the last few things he said. How I feel. I couldn’t resist. “How do you feel?” I asked, nervously, hopefully.
He stepped closer to me and gently took hold of my bare arms. I trembled, feeling so right there with him. “This is how I feel,” he said, his green gaze holding mine intensely. “Every time I think of you when I should be focused on the job, every time I touch you, it feels right. I broke my cardinal rule—don’t get involved while on a job—to be with you.”
I felt like I was floating on a new wild hope—of him, of us, of tonight. “I can’t stop thinking about you,” I admitted.
“Join the club, sweetheart,” he said, then ran his thumb along my lower lip, touching me like I was precious and like I was the object of all his desires.
Now wasn’t the time to ask him to date. Now was the time for something else. Something I was sure we both desperately needed and wanted.
A first.
“Would you spend the night with me?” I asked.
“Yes. As long as we leave right this fucking second,” he said.
I was running off the dock in no time.
28
SHOW OFF
Ruby
Up the stairs. Down the hall. Almost there. At the door to my room, Jake’s lips were on my neck, making me shiver. His hands were in my hair, turning me on wildly. He couldn’t stop touching me, and I didn’t want him to. I wanted his hands everywhere. Loved how he was relentless in his quest to be as close to me as possible. My entire body vibrated with need.
As I reached into my purse for the key card, he scorched a trail of kisses along the back of my neck that made my knees go weak. I grasped the doorframe so I wouldn’t stumble.
“You keep doing that right now, I may not even be able to get the door open,” I said, my hand slipping as I tried to slide the card over the lock.
“Let me help,” he said, taking the key and sliding it over.
“Showing off your skills again?”
“No. Showing off how much I want to get inside this room and have you,” he said, his tone rough and commanding. He pushed open the door.
The card fell somewhere on the floor. Who knew? Who cared? I was alone in my room with him at last. The air-conditioning whirred faintly, and the moon glowed through the glass door of the balcony. Like last night in the lifeguard stand, he backed me up against the wall. I kicked off my flip-flops and dropped my mesh bag.
“Can’t wait,” he said, as if I needed any explanation as to why we wouldn’t make it to the bed.
He planted a searing kiss on my lips that sent the temperature in me higher. He broke the kiss and traveled down my body, past my breasts and belly. He was close, so close to where I wanted him again and I ached. Simply ached.
“Beautiful,” he murmured as he kneeled on the floor, pushed up my skirt, and reached for the waistband of my pink cotton panties. A pulse beat between my legs. In one quick move, he pulled my panties to my ankles. I’d barely stepped out of them before he had molded his hands to the inside of my thighs and kissed me there.
Right there.
Where I wanted him. Where I craved him.
Oh god, it felt so damn good. I cried out from the instantaneous crash of pleasure in every corner of my body. Closing my eyes, I gave in to the wild sensations racing through me. He kissed my wet pussy, flicking his tongue across my sensitive clit, then he lapped me up.
My hands shot into his hair. Quickly, we set a rhythm. I rocked against his face, my fingers tightening in his hair as he kissed and savored and then devoured my pussy. His tongue swirled around my clit, and he sucked hard and hungrily. He thrust his tongue inside and I gasped, pleasure whirling around me recklessly as I raced toward bliss. Seeing it, chasing it, seeking it out.