Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 179189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 896(@200wpm)___ 717(@250wpm)___ 597(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 179189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 896(@200wpm)___ 717(@250wpm)___ 597(@300wpm)
“You.” I smirk.
“Why did you pick me?”
“I saw you in your high heels and your tight skirt. I like how you looked back,” I whisper, licking my lips. “My turn. Do you like to dance with strangers?”
“Is that a real question?”
“Ah-ah,” I say. “Can’t answer with a question.”
“Okay. Well, then I guess … maybe?”
“Hmm …”
Her hips grind against mine as we lose ourselves in the music. My body close to hers, it’s almost as if we’re becoming one. We don’t know each other … and that makes it perfect.
“My turn,” she says. “Do you do this often?”
“Yes.”
“That’s not really an answer,” she says.
“Then don’t ask a question that can be answered with just one word,” I muse.
She sighs. “You’re a know-it-all, aren’t you?”
“I just like games and rules,” I say with an arrogant smile. “Last one … What would you say if I took you home tonight and fucked you like you’ve never been fucked before?”
She sucks in a short breath.
I place a hand over her mouth. “Don’t answer yet. Dance with me first.”
We dance some more, my hands incapable of staying off her. As I become heady from the lust, I press a soft, succulent kiss on her neck, which creates goose bumps all over her body. Her body melts in my arms, and my cock stiffens in response.
“I can’t control myself …” I whisper into her ear.
She twists around in my arms again, and we dance closer than before, my hands on her body in places they shouldn’t be. She leans in, so I go in for the kill.
I kiss her full on the lips, enjoying the spicy taste of her drink.
She kisses me back just as fervently, and I take it as a sign to kiss her harder, faster. I show her what’s in store for her if she goes home with me. And right when she becomes needy, I stop, pull back, and let her suck in the empty air.
“Are you game?” I ask.
“Yeah …” she mutters under a heavy breath.
“No names. No numbers.”
“Isn’t that dangerous?”
“Fuck yes, it is.”
“Hmmm …” A smile forms on her lips. “I like dangerous.”
I grin. “You sure, redhead?”
She grabs my hand firmly, which tells me she’s ready.
And it also tells me she’s just as nuts as I am.
Going home with a stranger to have sex with them is pretty much the most reckless thing you can do. But it’s also one of the most exciting things ever, and I know she knows that too. I can see it in her eyes.
So I pull her with me, away from the crowd, and out of the club.
I hail a cab and open the door for her like a true gent. I slide in after her and tell the cabby to drive us to my place. She sits in the corner, her fingers curling through her hair as she stares out the window. When I clear my throat, she looks my way.
“You know you can say no anytime you want. Turn this cab around. You’d never hear from or see me again.”
“I know.” She shrugs.
I slide closer and put my arm around her. “Or … I can show you the night of your life.”
She grins. “Now, you’re talking.”
Minutes later, we’re stumbling through my apartment door, kissing and tearing our clothes off each other. Her kisses are reckless and wet and so fucking good that I can’t get enough of them. She struggles to breathe as my tongue dips into her mouth, and I circle around, wanting more.
I pull her with me through my living room, and when only her bra and panties are left, I shove her up against my wall.
“You ready for this?” I growl.
“Yes …”
“You sure ‘bout that? Things can get … rough.”
“I like rough,” she hums, biting her lip again.
Goddammit, it’s so fucking hot; I want to ravish her.
So I press a kiss to her neck and suck, hard—so hard it leaves a red mark, and a short moan escapes her mouth.
“I’ll hear more of those tonight …” I murmur against her ear, as I take her earlobe into my mouth and suck.
“Give it to me,” she whispers.
I nibble a little. “Oh, I can give it to you all right … but it’s gonna be my way only.”
I cup her tit and squeeze, moaning as I take her mouth with mine. I can’t help it; I’m always a little possessive over the girls I conquer, but this one especially.
I don’t know why, but there’s something about her … something mysterious that I want to discover.
“You have courage,” I whisper against her lips. “Going along with a stranger, having wild sex.”
“I’m just very naïve …” she muses playfully. “Or I just know who to trust.”
“Do you now?” I raise a brow. “Well, you picked the wrong guy.”
“Good. I like wrong.”
Her grin makes me want to grab her and show her who’s in charge.