Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Wow,” I manage, the word barely escaping my lips as I watch her. My grip on the railing tightens as I fight the urge to stride across the deck and kiss her until we’re breathless.
“I’m glad you like this old thing,” she teases, mock-sweetness dancing in her singsong tone as she spins around, her dress flaring beautifully.
“What the fuck did I do to deserve you?” I counter smoothly, despite the way my heart beats faster than a goddamn racehorse.
“It must’ve been something great.” She winks adorably, and I realize she already owns my fucking heart.
I can’t stop myself. Striding across the deck, I pull her curvy body against mine, feeling the heat radiate from her body. She stares up at me, surprise flickering across her features followed closely by desire. Electricity crackles in the air between us.
Our lips meet, and fireworks explode behind my eyelids. It’s raw and intense, igniting every nerve ending as I deepen the kiss, brushing my tongue against her lips and tasting the lingering sweetness of the wine we’d been sipping. The world around us dissolves into nothingness as desire for her consumes me.
When I finally pull back, both of us panting for breath, I can see the surprise still lingering in her emerald-green eyes. “Wow,” she whispers, blinking rapidly like she’s just emerged from a dream.
“You’re impossible to resist,” I reply, my voice gravelly with desire.
She leans closer, and I can’t help myself. I want to kiss her again and feel the rush of electricity and fire that makes everything else fade away. I reach for her, catching her gaze with intensity as we hang in this delicate dance, a precarious balance of uncertainty and urgency.
The captain’s voice breaks through our bubble, announcing that our meal is ready, and I begrudgingly step back. “Time to eat,” I say, trying to get my heart rate under control.
After a while, I notice Eve isn’t touching her food. “Is everything okay?”
She looks up from her untouched meal, those incredible eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that makes my pulse spike. For a moment, it feels like the very air between us thickens with unsaid words.
“I’m not hungry for food,” she replies, the soft cadence of her voice carrying an undercurrent that sends a jolt straight to my cock. The fucker grows harder as she stares into my eyes.
My heart kicks up into my throat as I ask, “What are you hungry for then?”
Her lips curl into a sly smile, something mischievous dancing in her gaze. “You.”
Hell fucking yes! She doesn’t have to ask me twice. My body is ready, my instincts screaming for me to make her mine. Without thinking, I scoop her up, lift her against my chest, and carry her straight to my cabin. The moment I set her on her feet, I can hardly suppress the adrenaline coursing through me. Stepping back, I rip my shirt off, sending buttons flying like confetti.
“Nice,” she teases, her eyes roaming over my naked chest. “I kinda feel overdressed though.” She eyes her summer dress, the fabric soft and flowing around her curves.
“We can do something about that,” I growl, stepping toward her and wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. I cover her lips with mine, my tongue running along the seam of her pouty mouth. The taste of her is intoxicating, and as she parts her lips, our tongues tangle, an electric jolt shooting through me. Her luscious curves melt against my body while the rest of the world falls away.
As I drag her even closer, my cock hardens, turning to stone, every instinct urging me to hurry the fuck up. Backing her up until her legs bump against the edge of the silky black bed, I pull back just enough to gauge her reaction. “Are you sure about this?” I ask, my voice a low rumble.
“Never been surer of anything,” she replies, the firmness of her words igniting something primal deep within me.
I lean in, my lips brushing against her ear, my breath hot against her skin. “I’m going to make you mine forever.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” she murmurs, leaning up to run her tongue along the underside of my jaw, sending electric shocks radiating down my spine. Her bright green eyes roam over my chest, heat pooling between us as I feel the magnetic pull of desire swirling around and tightening the air.
“Let’s get rid of this dress, shall we?” I say, my voice gravelly with longing. I step closer, teasingly pulling the fabric over her head. When I slide down the front of her lacy pink bra, letting it fall open, my breath hitches.
Fuck. She’s perfect. As I stare down at her curves, my knees almost buckle as the punch to my gut leaves me breathless. She’s so goddamn beautiful, she has me standing on the edge of a precipice, teetering dangerously close to losing all control. Eve’s skin glistens in the soft glow of the table lamp in the corner, accentuating every single curve that has my mind racing and my body igniting with longing.