Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
God he’s beautiful.
I have missed him so damn much.
He uncrosses his arms and strides toward me. Paulie literally squeaks beside me, and it takes everything for me not to elbow him. He’s acting like a love-struck teenager. When Spike comes to a stop, he doesn’t speak—instead, his hand reaches out and curls around the back of my neck as he pulls me forward, crushing his lips down over mine.
Paulie cries out, then claps, but I’ve lost focus on anyone but Spike.
His hot mouth.
The comfort of his body against mine.
I melt into him.
When he pulls back, his hand slides around to my chin and he tips my head back. “I fucked up. No other words. Just simple. I won’t do it again. You and those kids are the reason I breathe, and if I ever made you feel like you weren’t, then I’m so fuckin’ sorry, baby.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. “You hurt me.”
“I know that, and it won’t happen again.”
“The club?”
“It’s fixed.”
I could sigh with relief.
“Made a mistake doin’ what I was doin’ but I was strugglin’. Should have told you, and I didn’t. That won’t happen again either. Forgive me?”
“Oh, lord, forgive him, girl,” Paulie shrieks.
Spike moves his eyes from mine to Paulie’s and stares at him for a minute, his face slightly twisted in disgust, then he’s focused back on me. I try not to laugh. Paulie will grow on him; I know he will.
“I guess I can forgive you, in time.” I grin up at Spike, and his face breaks out into that smile I have missed so damn much.
“I’ll take it.”
He kisses me again and we’re interrupted by the clearing of a throat. Pulling back, I see Gerard standing at the door to his classroom, giving us a look that tells me he is less than impressed by our public display of affection. Spike gives him a once over before looking down at me and offering me a lazy half grin. “I’ll be waiting for you to finish.”
Paulie fans himself, and I let my hand lash out and slap him.
Bloody devil.
“I can’t wait,” I murmur.
Spike disappears, and I turn to face Gerard. “So sorry.”
He nods but doesn’t say anything more.
I rush back into class, giddy as I finish up the lesson. I haven’t seen Spike like that in so long, it makes my heart swell and my soul feel a little calmer. Maybe things will work out after all. If I can just find out what happened to Alyssa, then I’ll be able to finish things up and focus back on the very thing I came here for ... Becoming a nurse.
Once I’ve finished my lessons for the day, I head out and back toward my room. Spike is waiting as he said he would be, leaning against a pole, his arms crossed, dark sunglasses on, watching me nearing. My stomach does a flip flop, and I can’t help the silly smile that stretches across my face as I come to a stop in front of him.
“Let’s go before my dick busts out my jeans and I fuck you right here on campus,” he growls.
Oh.
Well then.
“Maybe I want to make you wait,” I tease.
Leaning down, he scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder. My giggles trail out as he walks me inside, only pausing for me to use my pass on the locks. The moment we’re in my room, he kicks the door closed, tosses me down on the bed, and brings his body over mine. The smell of leather, and him, makes everything inside me roar to life. I lift my head, pressing my lips to his and kissing him deep and hard.
His tongue dances with mine as my fingers glide up and over his arms, stretching out across his back as I press him down into me, spreading my legs wide as he grinds his dick against me, causing a gasp to leave my mouth. Curling my fingers into his hair, I tug, pulling his lips from mine so I can see his eyes. “I want you in my mouth.”
A low growl leaves his throat.
Then he’s off me in seconds, standing before me, his powerful body panting with lust as he tugs as his jacket, dropping it to the floor before removing the rest of his clothes until he’s standing before me, gloriously naked. His huge form is impressive, no matter how often I’ve looked at him standing in front of me like this. His muscled form is powerful as he steps toward me, flexing as he does.
His cock stands up, hard and thick, and as he curls his hand around it, my body burns for him.
I love watching him work it as he moves toward me, gliding his hand up and down, squeezing and pulling until he stops in front of me. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, staring up at him through my lashes. Licking my lips, I reach out and curl my hand around the hard length, shuffling forward and lowering my mouth over him. He isn’t wearing his spikes, but the piercings still tickle my lips as I slide them up and down, taking him as deep as I can.