Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
His hands feel so good on me, and when I'm pretty sure my body is going to burst into flames, he gruffly says, “Roll over, Cat.”
I lift my head with a jerk. “But…”
“I want to see you.”
I suck in a breath and roll over to my back. My plan is to avoid his gaze, but when he groans, my eyes fly to his. “Damn, Cat. You’re fucking breathtaking.”
His hand comes up, and he grazes the back of his hand along the side of my full breast. My nipples pucker, and I hold my breath and bite my lip to hold back my whimper.
Holden’s breath quickens. “I need to touch you.”
I give one simple nod, and he palms my breast, kneading my full flesh in his hands. It’s like a shock to my system, and my back arches off the table, pressing myself fully into his hands.
He groans, hovering over me. “Kiss me,” he demands.
I jut my chin at him with a challenge. “You kiss me.”
He wastes no time in pressing his lips to mine. He groans against my lips. “Let me in, Cat.”
As soon as my lips part, he takes full advantage. His tongue slides along mine, and I moan at the contact. It’s like I can feel him everywhere as he ravages my mouth and rolls my nipple between his fingers. My hands come up, and I wrap them around his neck, holding him to me. Now that he’s started, I don’t want him to stop. When he pulls away, he doesn’t go far. He kisses along my neck and collarbone, and when he suckles my nipple into his mouth, I throw my head back in ecstasy. “Yes.”
He palms one breast while suckling the other, and I rub my legs together to create the friction that I need. “Holden… please,” I beg of him.
“What do you need, baby? Tell me what you want.”
“You. I want you,” I tell him as I lift my hips up, needing to feel his touch at my core. His hands slide down my waist and across my belly, and he palms my pussy. My hips jerk, and I lift up, pressing into his touch.
He lifts his head to look into my eyes. “You’re wet, aren’t you, baby?”
I nod my head, and he brings the heel of his hand against my swollen clit. I grab on to his forearm because even through my clothes it feels so good. “Please…”
I start to plead with him, but the shrill of the doorbell chiming through the house slams me back to reality. I practically jump off the bed, grab my shirt, and pull it to my chest. “Oh my God,” I exclaim as I stare at Holden. What am I doing? What am I thinking? I can’t do this… it’s wrong on so many levels.
“I gotta go.” I turn on my heel, ready to escape to my room. I get up the stairs and to my bedroom door when I realize that Holden is right behind me. I turn to look at him, putting my hand on his chest. He’s put his shirt back on, but it doesn’t matter. His body is permanently etched into my mind by now.
“Cat, wait.”
I pull my hand back because even touching him is too much for my senses right now. “I can’t… we can’t….” I stutter.
He puts his hands to my hips. “I’ll get rid of whoever it is and we can—”
I shake my head side to side. “No…” The doorbell rings again, and I try to push him out of my room. “Go get the door, Holden.”
He’s not in any hurry. “If they want to see me, they’ll wait. We’re not done here.”
His phone rings, and he pulls it from the pocket of his shorts. “What?” he grunts.
There’s a pause. “Yeah, hang out. Give me five minutes.”
He ends the call and shakes his head. “That’s Jerry…” He runs his hands through his hair. “He’s pissed because I’ve been avoiding his call.”
I point toward the front of the house. “Well, go let him in. We can talk about this later.”
He doesn’t budge an inch. “No, I’m not moving from this spot until I know you’re not going to run from me.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “This was a mistake.”
He grips my waist and slams me against his body. His hard manhood prods against my belly, and my body reacts by curling into him. He pulls me in like a magnet, and even if I wanted to, I couldn’t walk away from him. “Listen to me, Cat. This is not a mistake. Everything between us is so right… don’t say it’s a mistake.”
The doorbell rings three more times in quick succession. “Holden.” I give him my stern voice, the same one I use on Cole when he’s not listening to something I say, but it doesn’t have the same effect on Holden.