Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“Why am I the only one naked?” Hayden complained. “Your turn. Get rid of your clothes.”
He grinned. “Why don’t you do it for me?”
The thought of undressing him was so appealing that her nipples hardened. He didn’t miss the reaction, and his grin widened.
“Gets you going, doesn’t it, the thought of getting me naked?” “Yes,” she confessed.
“Then do it.”
With a shaky breath, she grasped his sweater, bunching the material between her fingers before lifting it up his torso and over his head. That first sight of his bare chest stole the breath from her lungs. Every inch of him was hard. His defined pectorals, the rippling abs and trim hips. He had a two-inch scar under his collarbone, and another under his chin that she hadn’t noticed before, but the scars only added to his appeal, making him appear dangerous.
An intricate tribal tattoo covered one of his firm biceps, while the other boasted a lethal-looking dragon in mid-flight. It reminded her of her own tattoo, the one she’d gotten for the sole purpose of pissing off her father after he grounded her for missing curfew when she was seventeen. Even now the spontaneity of her actions surprised her. Darcy always teased that she had a secret wild side, and maybe she did, but it rarely made any appearances.
Tonight, though, her wild side had definitely come out to play.
“Like what you see?” Brody mimicked, the heat in his eyes telling her he was enjoying the attention.
She licked her lips. “Yes.”
Then she reached for his fly, unbuttoned it and pulled the zipper down. She bent over to slide his jeans off, admiring his long legs and muscular thighs and the erection that pushed against the black boxer briefs he wore, a thick ridge that made her mouth water.
Dear God, this was insanity.
Stumbling to her feet, she tugged at his waistband. Leaving him as naked as she was.
His body was toned, sculpted and unbelievably male. She eyed his impressive erection, then trembled at the thought of that hard, pulsing cock buried deep inside her.
Suddenly, she could no longer bear it.
“Would you fucking kiss me already?” she blurted out.
He laughed.
“Are you laughing at me?”
“Yup. You’re so impatient.”
“Maybe if we weren’t standing here naked, I’d have extra patience to spare, but…” She gestured to his impressive body. “Look at you. You’re…”
“I’m what?” He sounded amused.
“Hot,” she grumbled. “You’re hot, and you’re still not kissing me. It’s like some new form of torture.”
“You’re great for a man’s ego.”
“And you’re terrible for mine! Just kiss me already.”
“So demanding…” Eyes gleaming, Brody pressed his body against hers and finally bent down to capture her mouth.
Oh, my God.
The moment his lips touched hers, it was like an electric current surging up her spine. The kiss was soft at first. Teasing. And then his tongue lightly swept over her bottom lip, seeking access. She moaned eagerly, and he took full advantage of her parted lips, his tongue sliding past them to slick over hers.
He felt and tasted like heaven. With skilled ease, he explored her mouth, hot and greedy. When he sucked on her bottom lip, she let out another moan, louder this time. At the desperate sound, he broke the kiss, searching her expression. She was pretty sure she was staring at him in awe.
“Was that up to par, Professor?” he asked cheerfully.
“It was all right.”
That got her a smile. A flash of perfect white teeth that sped up her pulse.
This man was too attractive for his own good.
He cupped her cheek, lazily trailing his thumb along her jaw. Then he dipped his head and kissed her again. As hungry as before, only this time, whenever she tried driving the kiss deeper, he eased his mouth back, chuckling softly.
He dragged one hand from her shoulder to her collarbone and then lower, his knuckles grazing the swell of one breast. His other hand joined in the exploration, and he groaned as he squeezed her breasts.
“I love these,” he muttered. Those magnetic blue eyes focused on the tight nipples he was now tweaking with his fingertips.
He seemed to know exactly what to do, turning her on in a way she’d never anticipated. He fondled her breasts for an excruciatingly long time before finally dipping his head and sampling one with his tongue.
He sucked the nipple, flicked his tongue over it, nibbled on it until she cried out with pleasure that bordered on pain, and just when she thought it couldn’t possibly feel better than that, he turned his attention to her other breast.
She could barely stay upright, her knees wobbling as she sagged into his mouth. Arousal drummed through her body, until her thighs grew slick from her own wetness, and she found herself choking out, “We need a bed. Now.”
Four
Damn, he hadn’t expected her to be like this. Deliciously demanding and so gorgeous. Something about Hayden sent lust and curiosity spinning through him, the need to both claim her and unravel the mystery of her.