Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
I groan deep in my chest as I become frantic, needing the release as I jerk myself faster. My eyes close tightly, and I swear I can see her before me. Her sultry eyes begging for my come to cover her sharp tongue. Her eyes would widen, tears streaming, and I’d rub them away. I’d stroke her cheeks and praise her for being so damn good for me. For taking me so fucking well.
It’s that thought that has me exploding everywhere.
Jets of come cover the shower walls as I slam my fist into the tile, a guttural moan leaving my lips that sounds very much like a name this engaged man shouldn’t be moaning. I tug a few more times, my breathing ragged as I draw in deep lungfuls of air. My body is tingling, my heart is hammering, and fucking hell, I’m not even the least bit satisfied.
I don’t think I will be until it’s her I’m coming in.
Fuck.
I open my eyes, glaring at the ceiling as that thought plays on a loop in my head. This is not going well for me, and I don’t know what else to do but keep pushing her away. Problem is, I don’t want to. I want to tell her I love her. I want to beg her to be mine. I want so many fucking things, but they aren’t within my reach. Not while I’m with the one person who is slowly but surely killing me.
With Emery here, a year from now seems like eons away.
I bite my lip as I let my head fall forward, only to find myself still strangling my semi-hard dick. I glare at it, wishing it weren’t so obsessed with her. Damn thing has a mind of its own, and Emery stays on it.
Same, bud. Same.
I exhale, shaking my head, but then I go still when I hear her voice. “Nice.”
I whip my head to the side to find the very person I was just imagining getting me off, standing there with rosy cheeks and a devilish grin on her face. “Emery,” I grind out, but she’s moving her eyes along my body, that grin unstoppable. I find myself squeezing my cock, unable to control the lust coursing through me as she studies me with heat in her eyes.
“I came in to thank you for last night, but now I want to thank you for that. Right in the spank bank, Quinny.”
Why aren’t I covering myself up? What the hell am I doing? “This is wrong.”
She shrugs. “Yeah, but damn, does it feel so fucking good.” My mouth goes dry as she winks. Why does she have to be so fucking sexy? Breathlessly, she says, “I don’t think you wanted me to behave at all, so my bad for not taking the hint.”
“There was no hint,” I try to get out, but it sounds all rough and like I don’t mean a word of what just left my mouth.
“Oh… Okay…” she draws out, but she doesn’t seem the least bit concerned with my lie. Wait, it wasn’t a lie. Shit. Was it? That sneaky grin comes over her face. “Since I’m not one to drop hints or beat around the bush, and I’m never sorry for being forward, maybe dump your fiancée so I can be on the receiving end of you moaning my name and coming all over me.” Her voice is husky, and that makes the words sound even dirtier. “It’s way more fun, don’t you think?”
Before I can answer, she giggles and heads toward the door. She can’t help but look back at me, her teeth sinking into her plump bottom lip and causing me to squeeze myself even harder to keep from dragging her into this shower with me. “Looking really good, Adler. Real fucking good.”
As she disappears through the door I thought I locked, I’m speechless. My cock jumps at her words, and I close my eyes tightly. She knows I want her, and that knowledge makes Emery more dangerous than anyone could imagine.
I am so fucked.
Chapter
Twenty
Emery
I may have leaped over the line like it was an Olympic sport last night.
I truly only wanted to thank him and let him know how much I appreciated how he helped me. I didn’t even realize he was in the bathroom until I stepped in. I should have looked away, but there was no way in hell I could. And as water streamed down his rock-hard body and his eyes squeezed shut, I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to. I had no right to watch him come undone like that, but in my defense, my absolute favorite thing in the world is watching Quinn Adler come. I thought I had memorized every single thing about how he came, but Quinn then compared to Quinn now…