Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
After my very unfulfilling bath, I dry off with the softest towel I’ve ever felt, then drop naked across my bed, regretting my quick temper. I saw the invitation shining in his emerald eyes and was too chicken to do anything about it. Instead, I flounced away.
A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. “Just a minute,” I call out and hunt for my robe. After pulling the short, silky robe over my body, I walk over and take a deep breath before pasting a smile on my face. I open the door and almost combust on the spot. Hawk has showered, too. His brown hair is still slightly damp, and his t-shirt and shorts give a good view of the massive, muscular body beneath the material. His freaking legs look like tree trunks, and I stare at him hungrily. “Did you need something?” I croak.
“You,” he growls and pushes me back into the room before kicking the door shut with his foot. “I’m dying to taste you, and I can’t wait another minute. I wanted to let you make the first move, but I don’t have the control. I need you now.” He pulls me close to his huge, muscular body, and I feel tiny compared to him. “If you don’t want this, I’ll have to find a way to convince you to see things my way.”
Melting against him, I admit, “I need you, too.” His arms tighten around me. “I think I’ve needed you since the first moment we met.”
“You’re too fucking perfect,” he growls against my throat before placing soft kisses along my collarbone. “I won’t ever get enough of you.” Wow. This is moving fast, but I can’t force myself to slow things down.
“Then hurry up and get a move on.” My inner impatient hussy bursts free. I glance up and watch his pupils dilate as he stares down into my eyes.
“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he groans and leans over to gently nip my bottom lip. “I was prepared to beg. On my knees if necessary.” His lips cover mine, and I groan as his tongue explores my mouth. I fall into his kiss and lose myself in the sensations blasting through me. When he pulls back to lay his forehead against mine, I take a deep breath and attempt to catch my scattered thoughts.
I’m not going to lie. Seeing this powerful man on his knees at my feet would be hot. Like burning hot.
“I’d like to see you on your knees.” Where is this bravery coming from? “If that option is still on the table.”
“We can definitely arrange it.” Hawk kisses my chin, then drops to his knees in front of me. “What do you plan on doing with me now that I’m at your mercy?” he asks, and I throw caution to the wind.
“You said you wanted a taste.” The words pop out of my mouth before I can talk myself out of jumping in with both feet. I have no idea where this brave woman is coming from, but I like her. I untie the silky robe and let it drop to my feet. “Have at it.”
“You’re too fucking perfect to touch, and I’m one lucky bastard.” He runs a finger down the center of my chest, causing goosebumps to break out along my sensitive skin. “And you’re all mine.” There he goes, melting any resistance I have left with his words. My wary side urges me to use caution while my heart tells me to hang on for the ride.
“I’m new at this,” slips out before I’m able to catch it. I feel the blush covering my face as Hawk sits back on his feet and stares up at me. “I thought you should know in case that changes how you feel about me.”
“It makes me need you more. I don’t deserve you, but I’m not giving you back.” He leans forward and growls against my tummy, “I can’t stand the thought of some other man touching my kitten.”
His breath feathers against my overheated skin as he whispers, "I’ll die if I don’t get a taste.” Hawk pushes me back onto the bed and pulls my legs apart. He leans down and runs his tongue along my slit before sucking my clit into his mouth. My mind completely shuts down as pleasure overwhelms me. He slides a finger through my slit, catching the wetness, and toys with my intimate lips. Frustration courses through me when he avoids the one place I need him to touch.
“You stole my heart," he whispers against my sensitive skin. I almost miss his words as little sparks shoot down my spine. “Now, I’m taking yours.”
I’m a little shocked and a lot turned on when he brings his finger to his mouth to lick my wetness from his skin. I bite my bottom lip and squirm in anticipation.