Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
I stared at her for a second. Had she been jealous? A small part of me hoped so.
“I didn’t feel anything—and for your information, I had Travis in my fucking ear all night, telling me to act like I was enjoying myself. ‘Touch her, Hunter; smile at her, Hunter; pull her closer to you, Hunter.’ For two fucking hours, I had to pretend I was having the time of my life in that nightclub, with those women, when all I really wanted was to be back in Montana with you!”
She stepped back like I’d slapped her. “What?”
I let out a frustrated breath. “Do you know how goddamn hard it’s been trying to act like I’m not attracted to you, Kipton? To pretend you’re not invading my dreams nightly, my fantasies during the day? I cannot stop thinking about you. Your smile, your laugh. The way you kick ass at hosting this stupid show that I want to hate but I can’t, because it brought you into my life.
“When I saw you tonight in that dress, the only thing I could think about was seeing you in it up-close and personal. I wanted to feel your body against mine while I danced with you and no one else. I’m fucking lost to you, Kipton Howse—and I’ve never felt this way before in my entire life. I have no clue what to even do about those feelings, and that scares the shit out of me.”
Her mouth opened as she gaped at me, but she quickly shut it.
Turning away, she walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out. “It scares me, too…because I feel the same way about you.”
I moved across the room and stood directly behind her. When she leaned her body against mine, I suddenly felt at peace. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on her head and whispered, “Kipton.”
“What do we do, Hunter? The show and…”
Turning her, I placed my finger on her chin and lifted it so that her eyes met mine. “We’ll figure it out. I promise.”
She closed her eyes. “I can’t do this and then watch you go on dates. It was hard enough when I was denying my feelings for you, but now that we… I don’t know if I can do it.”
“I’m going to have my father’s attorney look at the contract, see if we can get out of it.”
A look of panic crossed her face. “No! Hunter, I need the money I’m making off this job to help my parents get out of debt. I have to finish this show, and so do you. That’s a lot of money for your dad’s foundation. We’ll have to wait until the show is over.”
“Wait? I can’t wait, Kip! You don’t know how badly I want to take you right here against this damn window, and say to hell with anyone finding out about us.”
Her eyes widened, but I could see the desire burning in them.
“We can’t,” she softly said, her hand coming up to the side of my face.
I leaned my forehead to hers and sighed. “This sucks.”
She let out a humorless chuckle. “It does.”
Drawing back, I cupped her face in my hands. “I’m not attracted to any of the women. I need you to know that.”
“Liar,” she said with a sad smile. “You and Kimber have hit it off.”
With a shake of my head, I pressed my mouth to hers. Kipton wrapped her arms around my neck, and I grabbed her by the ass and lifted until her legs wrapped around me. I pushed her against the window, then pressed my hard cock into her core. She dropped her head back against the glass and moaned.
“Do you feel that?” I said, my voice not even sounding like me. “You make that happen. Not Kimber or Stormy or any of them. You, Kipton. Only you.”
I ground against her, causing her to moan out my name. “Oh God, Hunter!”
“It’s only you I want to hear crying out my name when I bury myself inside you and make you come.”
Her fingers bit into my shoulders, and I grinned. She whimpered my name again, and I knew I could make her come simply by rocking against her. She was as wound up as I was.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
Her response was another moan. “Hunter…oh God, what are you doing to me?”
The last thing I’d do was make Kipton come for the first time against a damn window. I held on to her tightly and brought us into the bedroom. I gently set her down on the bed and pressed my mouth to hers as my hand moved down her body. She was basically only wearing a corset-type bodysuit. When my hand slipped between her legs, I smiled against her mouth.
“I really love this outfit.”
She giggled. “So you said.”