Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
"Then do it."
He growls my name, his hand coming down on my ass in a sharp smack.
I cry out, bucking my hips to take him deeper. He thrusts his hand into my hair, holding me still as he drives into me again and again. His eyes tangle with mine in the mirror, his expression stealing my breath. Intense bliss sears me. God, he's beautiful like this. So fierce and wild. So damn sexy.
As soon as he reaches around and pinches my nipple with his free hand, I know I'm not going to be able to hold back. I cry out as the first waves of my orgasm wash over me. It's powerful and vast, threatening to drown me in ecstasy. I bite my tongue, trying not to scream.
"Give me what I fucking earned, princess," he snarls, not letting me get away with that.
I open my mouth and let the sound come.
He roars, yanking me back on his cock as my scream sends him over the edge. His cock pulses as his seed spills into me in thick ropes. I writhe on his erection, grinding back against him…greedy for every drop. He made me this way. Turned me into this wanton, greedy woman. I live for this, breathe for it. God, I never want it to end.
Eventually, it does. The waves recede. He dips his head, pressing a kiss to my back before he reluctantly pulls out of me. We both groan in regret as his semi-hard cock slips from my body. He stoops, grabbing the towel from the floor to clean me up.
"Come here." He scoops me into his arms, cradling me against his chest like I'm something precious and delicate. Neither of us speaks as he carries me back into the bedroom and settles onto the bed with me in his arms.
"You don't have to do this," I finally whisper.
"It's just a job, princess."
It's not just a job, and we both know it. For him, this is huge. He hasn't been on a film set since he almost died on one. But he's going back to one now. For me. He may not have said the words yet, but if this isn't proof of how he feels about me, I don't know what is. This grumpy, beautiful man loves me. Enough to jump into the fire for me.
"Fuck," Kaiden growls, staring in dismay at the film set early the next morning. Christmas decorations glint from one end to the other, turning the entire lot into a literal Christmas fairytale. One section of the lot is even covered in fake snow, with more of it drifting down from snow machines set up overhead.
"Grinch," I giggle from beside him, trying to lighten the mood. He's been tense and anxious this morning. Despite trying to act like it's no big deal, I know this isn't as easy for him as he's trying to pretend. The fact that it's a Christmas movie probably isn't helping matters. My man is not a fan of the holiday. I'll win him over to the Darkside one way or another, though.
He shoots me a dirty look that makes me laugh again. The whole set is eerily quiet. No one seems particularly thrilled to be here. I think Kaiden may fit in more than I do. Everyone is scowling or glaring or grumpy. I seem to be the only one excited by the prospect of making this movie. Then again, I'm the only one walking into work with the world's hottest man by her side.
"I'll show you what grows six sizes if you keep smiling at me like that," he grumbles.
"It's three sizes."
"I've been in you, princess. Mine grows a helluva lot more than three sizes, and you know it."
"Yay for me," I sass, flashing him my dimples.
He shakes his head, a ghost of a smile flashes across his lips. Finally.
And then we come to the trailers. He stops walking mid-step, his gaze drifting along the row until it lands on the one with my name on the door.
Crap.
"We don't have to go in," I rush to assure him. "We can hang around out here until the set meeting."
"I'm not afraid of the trailer," he says quietly.
"Oh." I swallow hard, wringing my hands together. I search for something to say, floundering wildly out of my depth. "I don't know how to help," I finally admit in a whisper. "I want to make this easier for you, but I don't know how to do that."
"You make it easier simply by existing."
"Kaiden."
"Let's go check out your trailer."
"Are you sure?"
"Laura," he growls.
"Let's go check out my trailer!"
He chuckles and nudges me in that direction. I think I may be more nervous than he is about this. Jeez. He's so damn brave. I wish I had his courage. I'd be unstoppable if I did. But I'm a coward at heart, and he's a warrior, willing to face any battle.