Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“And he let you go? Just like that?” Cole asks as he sits on the opposite side of the bed.
I throw my head back to look at the ceiling and let out a breath. “He’s in denial.”
My head snaps back to Cole when his laughter echoes the room.
“What?” I ask annoyed.
“Nothing. Russell’s a smart man; I’ll give him that.”
I frown. “You think he’s not going to give up?”
“Pfff...I know he’s not going to give up. I knew he was going to be difficult to get rid of with his annoying accent and everlasting patience.”
“His accent is sexy,” I muse quietly. He narrows his green eyes at me and gets up from his side of the bed.
He strolls over and stands in front of me making me crane my neck to look at his face.
“What are you doing?” I ask cautiously.
His eyes bore into mine as he grabs my hand and runs it from his still damp stomach to his chest. My fingertips graze every line on his defined body before he brings it up to his mouth, forcing me to sit up on my knees. My hooded eyes mirror his, and my heart begins to quicken. I my lips part slightly when his teeth nip each of my fingertips.
“Is this sexy?” he asks lowering his voice as he stares at my lips.
I can’t answer because my heart is stuck in my throat. I lick my lips and swallow, hoping it helps my dry mouth.
His eyes are blazing with desire when he lets go of my hand and frees my hair from my ponytail. He massages my scalp before running his hands down the sides of my body, making me shiver.
“I love it when you wear my old shirts,” he whispers as he leans his head down and kisses my neck softly on each side. He runs his soft lips along my jaw—achingly slowly. If I was with anybody else, I would have been embarrassed by my now very loud panting.
He runs his tongue along the shell of my ear. “Is this sexy?” he breathes into my ear. I bite down on my lip to keep from whimpering loudly and shake my head vigorously.
“No,” I say trying to sound resistant, but I can hear the breathlessness in my voice. He chuckles near my ear making my stomach flip at the sound.
“No?” he asks dropping his mouth back to my ear and nipping it lightly before backing up to look at my face. The amusement in his piercing green eyes contradicts his serious face, and I know he’s expecting an answer from me. I roll my eyes at him, and he shakes his head in response before continuing his torturous tease as he cups my breasts over my shirt. He grabs the edge of my shirt and searches my face for a minute before he slips it off. He continues to take my clothes off slowly leaving me exposed.
He lays me down and examines every inch of me and I’m glad that I’m already laying down because the look he’s giving me is making my knees quiver. I lick my lips slowly as my eyes roam his body and land on his tented boxers. He notices my traveling eyes and takes a deep breath as he runs his tongue slowly over his top teeth. My chest is heaving. I start to sit up to ask him what the hell he’s waiting for, when he moves over to me and swiftly grabs my wrists together in one of his hands and pins me down to the bed.
“Cole-” my thoughts vanish with the searing kiss he gives me. When his tongue enters my mouth and begins to slowly stroke mine, I allow myself to lean into him. When he tries to slow down the kiss, I lift my head from the bed and kiss him carelessly, ravishing his mouth. He groans against my lips before grabbing my chin with his free hand tearing my mouth from his.
My protest gets lost in my throat when I see the hurt look in his eyes. He doesn’t give me time to wonder if I should bring up the past or just let it be. He plants wet kisses along my extended arms before reaching my neck and making his way down to my breasts. He lets go of my wrists and my hands automatically move to his head as he continues kissing down my stomach, and finally, hovers between my legs. He licks my thighs, blows on my skin, and slowly drags his tongue from one side to the other, taunting me with a promise. When he swipes his tongue from the bottom up landing on my sensitive bud, I throw my head back with a moan and grab handfuls of the plush white hotel comforter under me.