Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
A low moan escapes at how good he feels, stretching me out as I pulse around him. “Yes. God, that’s good.”
Like a caveman, he takes my mouth in a raw, hungry kiss just as my back hits the fitting room wall.
“Shhh...they'll hear us.”
“I paid her a fuck ton of cash to look the other way, Valentina.”
With his chest against mine, Jake thrusts into me in hard, deep strokes. My skin tingles, and I lock my ankles around his back, squeezing to make him thrust as deep as possible.
I gasp against his sweet onslaught of kisses and meet him stroke for stroke, my pleasure already humming through my veins. Our mouths separate, both of us panting softly.
“So amazing.”
“The best,” he whispers with a satisfied sigh. “Come on me, Valentina. You're so close.”
I nod and press a chaste kiss to his bottom lip. “Make me.”
With a knowing smirk, he hooks his arms under my knees so they almost touch my chest and thrusts in and out of me with such intensity that I can't keep the quiet moans spilling from my mouth. The sound of our skin, slick as it slides together, is barely audible in the confines of the cramped fitting room.
“Jake,” I gasp.
“Come for me,” he commands softly, his gaze burning into mine. Then I feel a thick finger teasing my asshole, and his cock pumps into me while that naughty finger slips inside.
“Ah! Dios mio!”
I yield to his demands, crashing around him as his cock and finger fills me completely. My breath catches in my throat as I whisper his name. “Oh, Jake...yes! Yes!”
He moans softly into my ear, and his teeth dig into my skin as he rides out his orgasm. “Fuck babe, you unravel me.”
A gentle smile spreads across my lips, and I hold him close, savoring this moment of tenderness after our moment of intimacy. “Then we'd better go somewhere and find a way to put you back together.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. What do you have in mind?”
“I’ve got the perfect place.”
He laughs, and we dress quickly, stopping just long enough to pay for the items the shop girl set aside for me, including the purple dress, and then he pulls me out of the store, and we head toward his bike.
“Wait.”
Jake stops. “Second thoughts?”
“No. You have no place to put my bags.” I lift the bags and nod toward the shop’s garage, where I’ve parked my car. “Let me put these away first.”
With a nod, Jake follows, walking his bike beside me. “You fill out those jeans really nice, Valentina.”
My breath hitches at his tone. “I’m glad you think so. I wore them in case I ran into you.”
I throw the shopping bags into the trunk and then slip on an oversized hoodie that covers my body and hair. I slip on the helmet he hands me and climb onto the back of his bike.
We ride for about half an hour and come to a small desert town in the middle of nowhere. There’s a gas station and a small rundown motel next to it. He wasn’t kidding. This is the perfect hideaway place.
The room is old but clean enough, and right now, I don’t even care. “Get naked, lover boy.”
He grins with his hands on his hips. “Bossy. I like it.”
“Don’t keep me waiting, Jake.” My eyes light with heat and excitement as I watch him strip out of his clothes, revealing sun-kissed and tattooed skin. A few scars dot his arms and back, and nearly healed bruises for good measure. His broad shoulders and built muscles, combined with the reminders of the constant danger he’s in, tell only part of the story of his life. I want to know it all. Badly.
“Like what you see?”
I nod, and undress like my clothes are on fire. Then our bodies slam together, falling to the mattress. We drink each other in, our lovemaking coming fast and frenzied until I’m out of control.
He grips one of my legs and holds it up toward my chest. “Jake,” I moan.
“Ah, fuck, Val. So good.”
His eyes slam shut, and I think how fucking gorgeous he is when he’s in the grip of ecstasy. It’s intoxicating to see a man lose himself so thoroughly in pleasing me.
“Valentina,” he growls again, and his hips speed up, bucking and thrusting in quick, shallow moves.
My hips rise up to meet him, and my nipples go hard. “Mas, Jake. Dame mas.”
He smiles and leans forward, brushing a soft kiss to my lips before kissing his way down to my tits. He sucks my nipple hard while he fucks me even harder. It’s too much but also not enough, and I pinch my other nipple. He growls and releases me with a pop. “Touch yourself.”
My hand slips between us, and when my fingers touch my clit, wet and swollen, I arch into him, and Jake’s eyes darken with desire. “Jake, ah, me gusta, yes, like that.”