Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
She tips her lips up, mischief twinkling in her navy depths. “Then I hope you have the stamina to keep going.”
I can’t help but grin. “Is that a challenge I hear, lass?”
She sticks out her tongue, running it along my bottom lip before she whispers, “Call it whatever you want.” She kisses my lip before nipping at it. I groan, my cock twitching inside her. “I want you, Riggs.”
Her hooded eyes burn into mine before she sucks on my bottom lip. She licks it, nibbles on it, and the action sends molten heat throughout my whole body. I feel myself getting hard all over again, both our climaxes running down my length. I jerk my hips against her and mutter, “I don’t think you know what you’re asking for.”
“I do.”
“You do?”
She nods, peppering kisses along my jaw. I run my tongue along her lip, and she whispers, “I do. You, Riggs. I’m asking for you.”
Her words hit me in a way I’ve never experienced, and I don’t know how to handle them.
But that’s a worry for tomorrow.
Today, Clara McDavid is mine.
CHAPTER 16
Clara
Riggs’s arms are like steel bands around my limp body.
I feel like a jellyfish, all gooey and boneless. I have never been fucked so hard in my life, and I want more. Even though I am sore, and I feel as if I may look a bit funny when I walk away from him, I need so much more. My eyes drift shut as he trails his lips along my jaw, my chin, down my neck until my head is hanging back and I’m moaning his name. No matter how good I imagined it would be between us, nothing compares to the real thing. This man is an enigma.
How can he be so damn grumpy and act like I’m a pain in his ass but then fuck me with such care and need? He’s caring; he’s shown that to me, but I truly thought he would just get his. Boy, was I wrong. Between the endless orgasms and the heated looks, I feel beyond special. I feel wanted. All the things I’ve so desperately wanted all my life, and Riggs gave them to me in mere minutes. It makes absolutely no sense to me, but I want to be on the receiving end for the rest of my days.
Whoa, hold your horses, Clara. But then again…no. I want him, and I’m not going to hide that. Or try to think otherwise. Especially when it’s obvious he wants me too. But want and love are two different things. He can want to fuck me, but love can be completely off the table. Elliot warned me about this, and here I am, ready to fall face first in love with him when I don’t know what he wants.
Riggs nibbles on my collarbone, distracting me from my thoughts, before he whispers, “Don’t leave me hanging for two days like that again.”
I rub my cheek against his, loving how rough his beard feels on my skin. “You said I was bad for your health.”
He chuckles against my jaw, sinking his teeth into it. “Even though you are, I was just teasing you like you do me.”
“Well, I may have gotten a bit butthurt.”
“A bit?” he teases, his voice gruff. “Baby, you made me download the app just to see you and the boys.”
“No. Your stubborn self did that all on your own.”
He pulls back, obscuring my line of vision. A smirk plays on his lips, his eyes dark and playful. “And your stubborn self uploaded photos only on there.”
I shrug. “I was pissed.”
“Why?”
“Like I said, I’m over here throwing my best game at you, and you were ignoring it all.”
He scoffs. “You were being a pain in the ass.”
I nip at his bottom lip. “And you love it.”
“Such a mouth.” He chuckles low and deep as he runs his nose along my jaw. “When do you need to leave?”
I groan, not wanting to do that at all. “By eight.”
He licks up my neck, sucking on my heated flesh. I feel his arm move, and he mutters against my skin, “It’s ten after seven.”
I bury my fingers in his hair, tugging on the strands tightly. I don’t want to go. For the first time in my life, I don’t want to be with my dogs. I want to be with him. He wraps his arms around me once more, and he lifts me from the counter. “That means I have fifty minutes to fuck you senseless against the wall and then fix you breakfast.”
I giggle, the sound filling the space around us. “Is that enough time?”
He scoffs, the sound so sinful, my pussy clenches around his thick cock. “Not nearly, but I’ll make it work.”
I grin. “Confident in yourself?”
His gaze tells me he totally is, and the grin on his lips leaves me breathless. “Maybe I’ll use the time to spank that ass as punishment for that mouth of yours.”