Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 118114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 472(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
I moaned, parting my legs further as the sweetness of his cock pressed into me, slow and gentle, agonizingly slow. I arched my back, tilting my hips to meet him. His scent filled my lungs with every ragged breath.
“Kai,” I whispered.
“Mmm.”
My eyes flashed open to the deep, graveled sound of his voice right next to me and I met Kai’s piercing green eyes.
He was fully clothed, lying on his side with the sheet pulled back and his finger lightly caressing the spot just above my breasts.
I was so shocked, I froze for a second, my heart racing to match my breath. “What are you doing?”
“Waiting for you to wake up.”
Oh, my God. How long had he been here? And I’d been dreaming about him. Heat burned my cheeks at the thought of what I’d been dreaming.
He moved, quick and agile as he straddled me, hands grabbing my wrists and pulling my arms above my head and locking them down. He tilted his head toward me, and his lips gently kissed where his fingers had been moments before.
His hard thighs clamped my hips and with his weight there wasn’t a chance of getting him off me if I wanted.
“Kai, please. I don’t like this.” It was scary to wake up with him in my bed. I had no time to get ready for him and it wasn’t a ‘put on makeup and look nice’ get ready, it was get ready as in prepare my mind, so I had some control over what was happening. Instead, my mind was still groggy from sleep and my erotic dream.
He loosened his grip on my wrists, but he didn’t release me. “You will, baby. I promise.” He bent and licked my nipple through my T-shirt. “I want you naked when I come to your bed.”
“I can’t. I can’t sleep naked.” I hated it. After the fire, I wanted to be ready. Be prepared to escape if I needed to.
He raised his head and looked at me. The moonlight revealed the left side of his face, unshaven for a couple days, with brows low over his eyes—contemplative. But there was the intensity of a blazing fire of desire in the glass pupils staring back at me.
It set me aflame to see that and my body relaxed into him. He must have noticed because he let go of my wrists, then took hold of the bottom of my T-shirt and slowly pulled it over my head and tossed it on the floor.
“There is no debate here, London. Until we’re done, you’ll be naked when you slip beneath the sheets.” He cupped my chin, so I was forced to meet his penetrating green eyes. “And if you give away what I buy for you again, I won’t hurt you, but I will most assuredly hurt them.”
I gasped, eyes widening as fear scintillated into me. “You didn’t….” Oh, God. Ernie. “Please, you didn’t hurt him.”
“That was a warning.”
He didn’t say anything more and instead, took my nipple in his mouth again. I couldn’t react. I was freaked out, scared at what I’d gotten myself involved with. Scared he’d hurt a defenseless man because I’d given him the coffee and croissant.
I lay still as he trailed kisses to my other breast. My body reacted to his kisses, his touch, but my mind was elsewhere.
“Fuck.” He pushed away from me and climbed off the bed. He tossed the sheet aside so it went up in the air like a parachute catching the air then collapsed on top of me as the air suffocated beneath it.
I stayed where I was, not looking at him, but I heard him stride across the room then the light to the washroom blared and the tap turned on for a minute then shut off.
I sat up as the light turned off again and his bare feet padded back toward the bed. I bit my lower lip when I saw his narrowed eyes and dipped brows. Angry. And he’d obviously washed his face because moisture clung to his skin. Water from a few strands of hair near his forehead trickled onto his shirt.
“Get up.”
I jerked at his harsh voice. I grabbed the sheet and held it to me like it was a shield against his anger.
“Do you want to find out what I’m like when I’m really pissed off?”
I didn’t. I really didn’t, but everything in me rejected the idea of being ordered around. My dad thought my stubbornness was cute. But at this moment, my stubbornness was going to get me hurt or worse, killed. No. That wasn’t true. No matter how dangerous Kai was or what this was, I knew there was something in him that was good. That Kai wouldn’t hurt me… at least not physically. Emotionally, I wasn’t so confident.
I swallowed my pride and stood, taking the sheet with me.