Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
I nod, gasping when he sucks on the skin below my ear.
“You like touching yourself?”
“Not as much as I like you touching me.”
He smiles against my skin, one hand skimming around my waist and grazing across my clit. “Like this?”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
One finger slides inside, followed by another, and I moan in pleasure. “Or like this?”
“This too.”
“You’ve been depriving yourself?”
“For you.”
“For me?”
“Y-y-y-es,” I sputter when his fingers twist and curl inside me. My muscles clench at the motion.
“So fucking tight and wet. Is that for me?”
“All you.”
“Good answer, baby, because this body, this pussy, all of you—is mine.”
Anticipation starts at the base of my spine, and I drop my head back, clutching his shoulders for support.
“Monday morning, when you left for work, tried everything to get focused. Nothing worked. Jacked off with the image of you coming apart in my arms, knowing that night I’d finally get a taste of you. Then we got assigned that case and it fucked with my plans.”
He increases his speed, and electric sensations race through my veins. “You can’t help your work.”
“No, but I missed you, Jewls. Missed you so much. Woke up this morning knowing there wasn’t enough time for me to properly worship you. The feeling of you pressed against me, the scent of you on the sheets, knowing you’re mine for the next four nights, hard as fucking granite. Jacked my junk in order to have some sort of self-control. Then I remember how it felt with your hand wrapped around my cock and came hard.”
“Please.” My muscles contract, trying to hold his fingers in place as my orgasm builds.
“Pussy is pulling me in deep, baby. My cock is throbbing to get inside. You ready for that?”
“God, yes.”
He twirls his fingers, pumping them in and out until I’m panting. When his thumb strums over my clit, waves of pleasure take over my body. I moan his name, slumping into his arms.
“Oh, fuck it,” he growls, moving to the bed.
I reach for my top at the same time he yanks on my sleep shorts. My body is on fire, reaching for his button, ready to physically rip his jeans off.
“Yoo-hoo! Jewls?”
I freeze as he braces on his arms, whipping his head to the bedroom door. “What the FUCK?”
“Jewls, are you back there?” Janice’s sweet voice calls from somewhere in the living room.
“It’s my neighbor, Janice.”
His chest is heaving as he looks to the ceiling, kneeling back.
“If I don’t answer her, she’ll come back here.”
“You have got to be kidding me.”
I scramble to find my clothes, wiggling back into them and sitting up. “I’ll just go…”
“No, I’ll go.” He blows out a breath, and when he looks back at me, I fight the urge to jump him.
“Babe, I’m holding on by a thread right now. Your geriatric, nosy neighbor broke into your house and interrupted me getting something I’ve waited for an extremely long time.”
“She didn’t actually break in. She has a key.”
“Not anymore.” He hops off the bed and adjusts himself, shooting me a fierce glare before leaving the room.
I stumble to the bathroom and swallow down my squeal at my reflection. I’ve never actually looked at myself after sex, but if I had to imagine, this is exactly what I’d look like. Crazy hair, flushed skin, bright eyes, small pink markings on my jawline—all of it screams sex! Sex! Sex!
I do what I can to my hair, tossing it up and splashing cold water over my face.
“Julianna! Get your phone and get out here.”
My heart sinks. This is not his usual use of my name. This is a man definitely holding on to his temper by a fine line.
“Shit.” I swipe my phone, not bothering to look, and rush to find out what’s happening.
“Oh my God! What are y’all doing here?”
Janice isn’t alone. Bea and Ronnie are with her, all wide-eyed and ogling Major, who’s taken a position as if he’s in a stand-off.
“Hello!” I wave in the air. “Eyes on me! What are you three doing here?”
Bea breaks her trance first. When her eyes land on me, they soften and she smiles knowingly. “Your mother called and was worried. Said you were chatting and then you weren’t answering your phone.”
Worried, my ass! She orchestrated this. “I’m going to strangle her! She knows I have a meeting this morning.”
“You shouldn’t ignore your mother, Julianna,” Ronnie chides. “We knocked, but when you didn’t answer, we thought maybe something happened.”
“Happened hell, you nosy ninnies knew exactly what you were doing.”
“Busted.” Janice giggles.
“Babe, you want to introduce us?” Major’s voice is no longer laced with anger.
“No, I want you to go find a shirt so these old women don’t fall over from gawking so hard it stops their hearts. While you’re gone, I’m kicking them out. They want an introduction, they can call like normal people and see if we’re available for social hour.”