Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
She smiles at me and those thick sensual lips make my mouth water. I have to taste them. I need to kiss them. Her mouth is pure heaven. I can tell. I bet that singing is the third most exciting thing we can do with that mouth.
“I love horses,” she says as she moves to the next one. “Do you have any?”
“I have six,” I say as I look around at the stables. My building is larger than this, but Graham has more horses. I can see at least a dozen in here.
“Oh, I’d love to meet them,” she says as she looks up at the brown horse beside her.
“You will,” I promise.
She smiles shyly as she looks at me. A hot, sinful beat passes between us until she looks away, cheeks flushing pink.
“When will I get to hear this song?” she asks.
“Are you going to sing it with me?”
“I can try,” she says, shrugging those bare shoulders and making me groan. “What are the lyrics?”
“I have them here,” I say in a deep raspy voice as I walk over, feeling like a wolf about to take down its innocent prey. She doesn’t cower or run though. She stands her ground, grinning excitedly at me as I walk up to her, pulling out the paper with the handwritten lyrics.
She takes it and reads it over.
I stare at her face—her roaming eyes, her parted lips, the way she’s breathing a little quicker as she reads the dirty words I wrote just for her.
“Oh,” she says as she gets to the good part. Her cheeks flush, turning an adorable shade of pink as she keeps reading.
Finally, when she’s done, she looks up at me with her face all flushed like she’s just been fucked. There’s arousal and lust in her stunning green eyes, although she’s doing her damnest to try and hide it.
“I’ve never… sung a song… like this.” She’s barely able to get the words out. She looks so sweet and innocent. So shy like she just got caught looking at something naughty.
“Sing it for me,” I say, my voice thick and throaty as I take her hand. “No one else has to hear it. It will only be between us… and the horses.”
She licks her lips and I nearly collapse at the sexy sight. I’ve been dreaming of that tongue and all it can do for days.
“Okay,” she says. “There’s a guitar over there.”
I whip my head around and spot an old scratched-up guitar resting against a wooden wall. It’s missing a string, but that’s never stopped me before. Once I was on stage and broke two strings at the same time and still made it through the song.
I grab it and throw the old frayed strap over my shoulder as I head back to her. I give it a quick tuning as she goes over the lyrics.
“Do you need to look?” she asks, offering me the paper.
I shake my head. “I know it by heart.”
I grab two stools and pull them over. She sits on one and I sit on the other, trying not to stare at how good her legs look as that mini skirt rides up her thighs.
My fingers strum the strings, filling the stables with the start of our next hit. It’s a beautiful song, sexy and full of passion. I watch that tight unease in her body melt away as the notes hit her and her tantalizing hips begin to sway.
The intro is all me. She comes in at the first verse.
My eyes are on her soft pink lips as I begin to sing in a low raspy voice.
“She walked in like a sin I’d never confessed
Red lips, soft skin, tight little dress.”
She’s barely taken a breath, stroking her neck while she listens. My fingers dance on the strings as I continue.
“Said she’d never been touched like this
Now I’m on my knees, starved for her kiss.”
I play the verse as she licks her tempting lips and starts singing, low and sensual.
“He said I’ll go slow, baby, and take my time
But his hands said mine, his mouth said mine
He pulled down my fears with the lace of my thong
And I let him in where I don’t let anyone.”
Her voice sends shivers rippling through me. Even though I wrote the lyrics, hearing her sing them to me in that sweet succulent voice changes me. Each word tugs at my soul. Her voice seeps into my veins, better than any drink or drug I’ve ever had.
Our eyes meet as we sing the chorus as one, her sultry tones lighting a fire in me I thought was long dead.
“We moved like we’d burn right through the floor
Whispers turned to growls, begging turned to more
Bodies tangled, breathless cries
First taste, last breath, no alibis.”
My body burns as I listen to her singing the next verse, those delectable lips moving in the most hypnotic way. All I can think about is taking her. Right here. Right now. My cock hardens and aches as I think about how sweet those lips would feel wrapped around it.