Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 55744 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55744 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
His torso pressing against hers, his arm came off the wall from behind her and wrapped around her waist in a merciless hold. His tongue swirled around hers, and with lights dancing in her head, Courtney vaguely realized that this kiss wasn't anything like the kiss he'd given her six years before.
This kiss held possession, a dominant force, unquestionable ownership.
Pure, sexual intent.
Heady delight pulsing through her veins, she lifted her chin a notch and kissed him back with everything she had. At the sound of his low growl, she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tiptoes, dying to feel every inch of him against her. Hunger, immediate and sharp, slid down her spine and coalesced into a fever pitch of burning need between her thighs. Her breasts ached where they pressed against him, her nipples becoming sharp little points of arousal.
His chest vibrated with a sound of impatience as he released her and with quick, impatient movements, he put the condom package between his teeth and held it there while his hands slid to the fastening of her pants and he began to work on her button and zipper. She swallowed hard and with a feeling not unlike shock, her hands fell to his biceps as she looked down between them where he was pushing her pants down her hips, carrying her panties with them.
Her mind whirling, her emotions in upheaval, somewhere thinking in the back of her mind that there was supposed to have been a quiet dinner with candlelight, she glanced up and found his eyes glued to the white skin he'd bared. His face became tinged with red as a tic began pulsing in his cheek and any thought of romance fled her brain as her body began screaming in need.
He lifted a large, masculine foot and with the sole of his shoe, forced the crotch of her pants and panties down to the floor. "Kick 'em off," he hissed through his clenched teeth, the condom still between them, and through a roar in her ears, Courtney tried to comply. She got tangled in her shoes and clothes, and with a noise much like a pained animal might make, Nick reached down and with scant subtlety but a lot of speed, he pulled her shoes and pants away and tossed them aside.
He held her at arms' length, the condom still between his teeth, and it was with a feeling of stunned anticipation and surprise at the speed of things, that Courtney stared back at him while trying to regulate her breathing.
He took the condom from his mouth and braced the hand he held it with to support her back while with the other, he claimed her naked hip between his fingers and squeezed. She swallowed hard as her body jerked beneath his touch.
He stared down where her naked thighs came together and the sound he made was animalistic in nature. "I have another question, but understand me when I say that if I get the wrong answer, I'm going to leave here and go commit first-degree murder, you got me?"
Her breath caught in her throat as she knew intuitively what his question would be.
A wave of anger rose up and blended with the hot tide of desire she was feeling. How freaking dare he expect her to still be untouched? Mad at herself in that moment for retaining her virginity, mad at him for expecting it, her spine stiffened.
As he lifted his face and stared into her eyes, she wondered if she should let him off the hook. Did he deserve the truth? Did he deserve to know that she was still a virgin? Why had she waited for him, anyway? He certainly hadn't been abstinent for the last six years, although she had no firm proof of that as she'd never seen him bring a woman to his mother's house during the time she'd lived there or when she'd been home visiting. Not even once.
Furthermore, she'd never heard his mother or any of his siblings refer to a woman in conjunction with Nick. Not ever.
She'd even searched his name on the Internet, trying to find information on him. Thank God, she'd come up dry every time. She'd found tons of business accolades, tons of information on the corporation, but much to her relief, not a single picture of Nick with a woman or even a reference to a woman at all.
If Nick had slept with anyone else, he'd been very scrupulous to keep any information of that nature from getting to her. He would never want to hurt her that way; Courtney was as sure of that as she was that they were at a new point in their relationship.
As he continued to watch her without speaking, it seemed as if he were afraid of what her answer to his question might be. She licked her lips and prompted, "Okay, what?"