Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Not to mention, the more I was around him and watched his large, muscular, tattooed body move, the more fascinated I became. He was so hard not to look at and want. What female wouldn’t want a man like that taking control of her body? He made me think about naughty things without even speaking.
Squeezing my eyes closed tightly, I took several deep breaths, then headed back downstairs. Huck hadn’t said where to go or if he would meet me. I wasn’t even sure he planned on doing more than just telling people we were together. He’d just wanted me to change my clothing. Deciding to walk to the living room so he could see me before ducking back into the kitchen to hide, I hoped I was doing the right thing.
The living room was full of people. It seemed like more had appeared since I had gone upstairs. I scanned the room to see Huck in the large leather chair that sat to the right side of the room. A blonde with boobs falling out of her … bra—was she just wearing a bra?—sat on the armrest beside him. Her hand was on the back of his neck, rubbing it.
Okay, well, I wasn’t wanted in here, it would seem. Instead of waiting on him to notice me, I decided to walk behind the crowd and go to the kitchen entrance. In this strange world I was now in, did it mean he could claim me as his, but still let half-naked women hang all over him? I wasn’t sure us being together was believable if he had other women pawing at him. But what did I know?
I was almost past the bar when a deep voice carried over the crowd. “Trinity.”
Huck had seen me. I stopped and turned to look at him. He was leaning back with his left ankle resting on his right knee. A cigar was between his lips, and I hated smoking, but why did that look so sexy? His gaze traveled down my body, and then he held out a hand toward me. Obediently, I went to him, careful not to make eye contact with the blonde beside him. That was just awkward.
When I reached him, I stared down at his hand, then back at him. He raised his eyebrows at me, and I lifted my hand slowly before placing it in his. I sure hoped that was what he was wanting. His large fingers wrapped around my hand, and he tugged me toward him. He took the cigar out of his mouth with his free hand.
“You can go, Destiny,” Huck said, not taking his eyes from me.
The blonde stood, but I didn’t dare look at her. Huck tugged me closer before reaching up and grabbing my hips with the one hand to pull me down to his lap.
Oh. Okay.
“Relax,” he said near my ear, and I leaned back against his chest in hopes that it was what he considered relaxed.
My body was tense, and I knew it. But he smelled like cigar, whiskey, and spice. I was torn between snuggling closer and inhaling or jumping up and running.
Huck brushed his lips against my ear. The heat from his breath made me tremble. I felt like he could swallow me whole, and unfortunately, I would go willingly.
“I don’t bite unless you ask me to.” His voice was low and husky.
I managed a nod and tried to loosen up. Act like this was normal. Huck’s hand moved to my leg, then slid up and under my sundress before moving it between my thighs. I stopped breathing.
“You’re too tense. No one here will think I’m taking that cunt if you look ready to bolt,” he told me.
“I’m trying,” I whispered, looking down at his hand between my thighs.
“Open them up just a little,” he urged me.
My breathing was so erratic that even I could see my chest rising and falling too fast and hard. “My legs?” I asked in a whisper.
“Mmhmm,” he murmured in my ear.
This man ran hot and cold. Mostly cold, but Lord help me when he ran hot. I felt like I was already burned, and he’d not even done anything yet. I eased my legs open enough so that his hand could slide further up. I didn’t breathe, waiting for him to touch the silky crotch of my panties, but he didn’t go that far.
Great. I was going to be panting like a dog in heat. This was a bad idea. Maybe Gage … no, Levi—he was less threatening-looking. Levi could pretend we were together. I didn’t get all wet and bothered by Levi or even Gage. Huck seemed to hold that power exclusively.
“You come down here in a fucking short dress with those big tits about to fall out, and I’m gonna play. Everyone in here would expect it. I’ve been sucked off in front of these men. I’ve fucked in front of them. Destiny and others have bounced on my dick on days like this. So, if we are going to be believable, then you’re gonna have to let me touch you.”