Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
His dimples show up again as his lips part, and a tongue dips out to lick the top of my lip. And for a second, I just look down at him fawning over me, those caramel eyes taunting me, pushing me over the edge. And then I return his lick with a kiss.
CHAPTER 13
Max
When her lips collide with mine, I’m in heaven.
There literally isn’t a better place than this.
Just that one kiss and I know for sure…
I’m in love.
A kind of crushing love that threatens to tear open my soul because she isn’t the only one I love, but I still let it happen. I still fell so hard, and I don’t wanna stop.
I return each kiss she gives me with a more desperate one, latching onto her lips like I won’t ever get another chance. I need to taste her, need to feel her, need to have her close to me, no matter the cost.
I know I messed up, and I know Ivy will hate me for it … and most definitely Heath.
I’m a stalker, a voyeur, a liar.
And she … she is an angel … and a thief.
When she leans back, she looks into my eyes, searching for answers I can’t give her. I don’t know why she kissed me. All I know is that I want more.
“Please,” I whisper. “More. I need more.”
Her lips linger near mine, coyly teasing me, tempting me to lean into the blade like she wants to test me and see if I’d go the distance. But I’m not afraid of the pain she could cause.
The blade etches into my skin as I close the gap, a warm trail of blood slithering down my skin as I kiss her once again, too desperate for more to care about my own safety.
The knife drops from her hand and clatters onto the floor as she grips my face and kisses me hard. I whimper into her mouth, growing hard from her mere presence. But then she actually sits down on my lap, and I feel like I’m about to die from happiness.
“How much more do you need?” she asks, a foxy smile appearing on her face as she grabs my hands and brings them to her ass. My pants are tenting from feeling her rub up against me. “Do you want this?”
“God yes, I want you,” I murmur, stealing more kisses whenever I can.
“Haven’t you already had your fix when you snuck into my home?” she asks, gently biting my lip. “When I was so out of it, you could just take from me what you wanted while I was still half naked from what your friends did?”
She begins to gyrate on top of me, teasing me so much I actually moan.
“No. I wanted to. I thought about it, but I stopped myself,” I say.
“Why?” Her hand dives down between my legs, rubbing my package, and fuck me, I could come right then and there. “Your friends take what they want from me just for stealing from them. Why don’t you?”
“I told you I’m not like them,” I say. “Rob me until I’m as poor as dirt, I don’t care. As long as you leave my heart intact …”
Her eyes flicker with interest.
“If you stole my heart, I’d have nothing left to give to you.” I suck in a breath when she squeezes my dick. “I couldn’t bear it.”
A filthy smirk forms on her face. “A stalker with a heart? That’s new.”
“I just love watching you sleep …” She zips me down and pulls out my hard-on, making me moan from arousal when she looks down at my ample size. “I love …”
“Go on …” she whispers into my ear while slowly jerking me off.
“Fuck, I love your hands. I love your lips. I love your tits, your hips, your ass. I love your back talk. I love how you hold nothing back, how you fight back. I love everything about you.”
“Hmm …” Her tongue dips out to lick the side of my neck, and my cock bounces up and down from the lust coursing through my veins.
“Oh fuck,” I murmur, my head tilting back.
“Hands behind your back,” she whispers into my ear.
When I do, she slips my belt off my pants and loops it around my wrists and the chair, sealing me in.
Suddenly, she gets off me, leaving me high and dry, and I’m almost tempted to get up with the whole chair attached to my body, but she points and says, “Stay.”
That’s all I need, like a goddamn fucker on a leash.
“You want to watch?” She raises a brow as she sits down on the table opposite of me. “Then watch.”
She raises her skirt and parts her legs, revealing her panties, which she swiftly slides aside. My mouth begins to water at the sight of that delectable pussy, wet and glistening with need.