Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
He prowled toward me, his hazel eyes filled with heat. “Only thing that woulda been better was if you were waiting for me in my bed. Naked.”
“That can be arranged.”
The last word ended on a yelp when he crouched low enough to press his shoulder against my belly and lift me high into the air. Then he marched to the front door, punched in a code, tossed his suit coat onto a rack against the wall, and headed deeper into the house.
I hadn’t come inside when we followed Eli here to pick up his truck for our first date, so I was curious about the place he called home. But I didn’t get the chance to see much before he dumped me onto the mattress in what I assumed was the primary bedroom.
Pressing my elbows into the plush surface beneath me, I levered up just enough to cast him a playful look. “You’re not going to give me the full tour?”
“After,” he growled, kicking off his shoes before undoing the buckle on his belt.
I practically panted in anticipation as I got my own personal strip show. When he dropped his dress shirt to the floor, my fingers itched to trace over the black lines of the tattoo etched onto his left side. Also those thick veins in his forearms. And his six-pack abs. Basically, every inch of his amazing body…along with my tongue.
“I think I found a new fetish—suit porn.” His brows drew together as he stalked toward me, and I hurried to add, “But only if you’re the one who’s putting it on or taking it off.”
“Damn fucking straight, I’m the only man you’re ever gonna see naked.” Not wanting to ruin the moment, I decided it was probably best if I didn’t point out that sometimes I got stuck on calls when the patient wasn’t wearing clothes. I was rewarded for my restraint when Eli undid the button on his pants and dragged the zipper down. “And no other man is ever gonna sink into your sweet pussy, like I’m about to do right now.”
I signaled my enthusiasm for that plan by kicking off my shoes and yanking my top over my head. By the time he crawled onto the mattress in only his boxer briefs, I was down to my bra and panties.
“Been thinking about this all damn day,” he rasped right before his lips slammed down onto mine.
His kiss started out explosive and built more from there. He devoured my mouth as though he was a starving man and I was the only thing that could satisfy him.
I clung to his shoulders, my knees going up so that his hips were cradled between my legs. His hard length pressed against my core, creating a friction that drove me wild.
“I have, too. Need you,” I panted against his lips.
“You’re gonna get me, baby girl,” he promised. “But first, you earned yourself another spanking.”
My inner walls clenched at the thought of him leaving his handprint on my butt cheek again. But I still asked, “How did I do that?”
His hazel eyes burned with possession as he growled, “Two words…suit porn.”
“I was only talking about you, which I already said.” Rolling my eyes, I laughed. “You left me all hot and bothered this morning after I watched you get dressed. Then you did it again just climbing out of your car. Whoever you get your suits from definitely deserves a raise.”
“Any hint of you with another man makes me see red,” he admitted, yanking my hips off the mattress with one hand so he could swat at my butt with the other.
The spanking wasn’t as hard as the ones he’d given me last night, but I wasn’t expecting it, so I yelped in surprise. “Hey!”
“You want to waste time complaining?” He trailed his lips along my jaw to whisper in my ear. “Or do you want to get straight to me, giving you so much pleasure that your screams echo off these walls?”
I let out a little moan when he nipped at my earlobe. “Bring on the orgasms.”
He must’ve loved my response because he captured my mouth in another deep, ravishing kiss. His hands went behind my back to undo the clasp of my bra, then he slid them to the front to cup my bare breasts. He stroked the pads of his thumbs over my nipples, and it felt as though there was a direct line between them and my womb.
Moaning, I arched my back to press my chest deeper into his touch. “If you like that, baby girl, you’re gonna fucking love this.”
His lips wrapped around one of the pebbled tips, and I shuddered in need. “Eli, yes!”
Every tug of his mouth and teeth sent a streak of pleasure straight to my clit, making me desperate to feel him moving inside me. When he switched to the opposite side to toy with that rounded globe, I wiggled beneath him in an attempt to ease the ache between my legs.