Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
This magnetic pull I feel toward her isn’t just infatuation. She owns my goddamn heart. My little spitfire has been driving me crazy since the day she fell into my lap. Her presence is as grounding as it is destabilizing. One look, one touch from her, and I’m out for the count.
The movie climaxes with a barrage of screams and chaos, but my focus is on the spitfire who owns my heart and soul. The room crackles with tension as my control fractures.
“Willow,” I murmur, my voice low, roughened by my desire for her. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to do.”
She meets my gaze, her curiosity sparking in the dim light, a smile tugging at her lips. “What’s that, Lennox?”
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you since the day we met,” I admit. With her so close, I’m ready to finally close the gap between us, hoping like hell she’s feeling the same magnetic pull.
“What’s stopping you?”
Chapter 6
Willow
“I’ve been dreaming about this moment since the first time I laid eyes on you,” Lennox whispers against my lips, causing all my thoughts to scatter. The hunger in his eyes echoes the desire burning deep in my soul. “I’m not sure I can wait another second to have you.”
“Don’t wait,” I whisper against his lips as I run my hand down the front of his body. His hard muscles jump under my touch as my fingers explore. Ever since he almost kissed me in the kitchen earlier, I’ve been waiting for him to make another move.
“Are you sure?” he asks against my lips.
“Just kiss me.” His lips cover mine, sending electricity shooting down my spine. His tongue presses into my mouth, and my mind turns to mush. I scoot around and straddle his lap.
I lose track of time while he devours my mouth. I press my tongue against his, and he digs his fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.
When he finally draws back, I stare down into his eyes. “I’m not going to be able to stop if we go much further.” He lifts his hips underneath me, letting me feel how hard he is.
I’ve been slowly dying on the inside, waiting for him to make a move. Now that the moment is here, I’m just a little bit worried about how this is all going to work.
“I don’t want you to stop.” I want you to freaking get moving. My inner hussy overrides my cautious side.
“Thank God.” He smiles and kisses the pulse beating at the base of my throat while standing up with me in his arms. He rushes down the hall with me wrapped around his body.
After kicking his bedroom door closed, he sets me on my feet but doesn’t let me go. He leans over and places small bites on my collarbone. I groan his name as he walks me backward. A thought occurs to me. “I have to tell you something.”
“Right now?” He lays his forehead against mine.
“Sorry.” I bite my bottom lip. “But you should know I’ve never done this before.”
“Good.” He smirks, giving me a little push when we reach his bed. I drop back onto the silky covers. Leaning up on my elbows, I watch as he rips his t-shirt over his head, and my mind turns to mush.
“Good?” I barely manage to mumble as I stare at his perfect, muscular body.
“It’s actually great; I don’t have to kill some other man for touching your gorgeous body.” Oh, man, I’m in so much trouble. I should be a little ticked off at his caveman attitude, but it’s hot. Seriously hot. He unhooks his belt and jeans before pushing them down his legs. His large cock bounces up against his stomach as I stare.
He steps over to the bed and slowly runs his finger down the center of my body. When he plays with the bottom of my t-shirt, I lean up to help him draw it over my head.
My arms give out and I drop to the soft covers when he runs his tongue over my nipple through my lacy bra. He closes his teeth over the nub, and fireworks explode behind my closed eyelids as I wiggle to get closer to him. Lennox growls under his breath and struggles to remove my bra. I lean up a little and help him tear it off. He pinches one of my nipples between his thumb and forefinger while lashing his tongue across the other one, causing my eyes to cross.
“You’re good at that,” I mumble as he sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“I’m glad you think so.” His warm breath brushes against my overheated skin, sending goosebumps down my spine.
“Keep going.” I dig my nails into his thick hair as he kisses his way down my body.
I barely notice when he drags my yoga pants and underwear down my legs. “Mine,” he growls as he slips off the bed and spreads my legs open.