Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“Right now.”
11
Nina
Heat roared through me as Cormac roared the Escalade down the wooded roads back towards his place on the lake. His hand lingered on my knee, fingers gripping me tight enough to send shivers through my body. A low growl escaped his throat, and when I felt his hand slide higher up my leg to tease at the hem of the less clubby skirt Addison had lent me, I swallowed thickly.
I turned in the dark of the car to see his eyes flashing fire as they blazed into me, making me gasp.
“Eyes on the road, mister,” I teased, not doing a single thing to push his hand away.
“Mister, huh?”
“Well,” I grinned at him teasingly. “You’re so old.”
That fire sparked in his eyes, and I shivered, heat pooling between my thighs.
“Careful, little girl,” he growled.
I giggled, feeling wild, and free. Feeling sexy, and seductive.
“You gonna punish me for being bad?”
I watched as his jaw clenched tight, the muscles in his neck cording and standing out in a way that made my whole body ache to touch him.
“Damn right,” he grunted.
I whimpered.
“Mister,” he chuckled darkly, shaking his head, a tease of a smile curling his lips.
“Yeah,” I purred. “Mister.”
I didn’t know where this wild seductress in me was coming from. Maybe it was being up there on Blackthorn and feeling so relaxed. Or maybe it was just him.
…Probably, it was him.
I felt a fire blaze inside of me as I turned to him, my pulse quickening as the heat teased through me.
“As in, ‘mister, don’t you know how wrong it is for you to put your hand on me like that?’”
Cormac groaned, and the sound was so damn hot and so freaking primal that it only threw gasoline on the fire inside of me.
“I’m only eighteen, mister.”
Fire roared through me as I watched Cormac’s jaw clench tight. God, this was a power I’d never felt before. I’d never effected a man like this before. And I could see his control wavering—his muscles rippling, his jaw tightening.
…The huge bulge pressing obscenely at the front of his jeans.
“You know what happens to teasing little brats who look for trouble don’t you,” Cormac grunted under his breath. His hand tightened on me.
“Uh-uh,” I purred back.
“They fucking find it.”
His hand pushed up my leg and under my skirt, gripping my inner thigh so close to my panties and pulling my legs open.
“Fuck, Nina,” he groaned.
Cormac turned, his eyes flashing.
“Show me.”
I whimpered, swallowing.
“Show you?”
“Open your legs and show me what I want, princess.”
I gasped quietly, heat shivering through me.
“You wanna see?”
My voice went higher, softer, pushing the boundaries of filthy. My newfound inner-seductress took over and shivered heatedly as I took on a younger voice.
“Jesus, Nina,” Cormac groaned, his knuckles turning white on the steering wheel.
I swallowed, my tongue running over my lips to wet them.
“You wanna see my pussy, mister?” I turned, spreading my thighs and pulling my skirt high.
The fire in his eyes said all I needed to hear.
“You want me to show you how wet my little pussy is, daddy?”
I spread my legs, power and sexual rawness blasting through me. My hand slid down the front of my panties, hooking into the side of them slowly—slowly—pulling them to the side to show him how glistening wet I was.
“Take them off,” Cormac hissed under his breath. “Now.”
I whimpered, pulling them down and tossing them at him. Cormac grunted, his jaw grinding as he brought my panties up to his face and inhaling as I went red.
Fuck that was so wrong. And so hot.
Slowly, I spread my legs, for him.
“Play with that pussy, babygirl,” he groaned quietly. “Touch that pretty little cunt for me.”
I moaned, panting as my fingers teased down my thighs, over my lips. A whimper tumbled from my mouth as my fingers slid through my eager wetness. I sank into the seat, spreading my legs wide and dragging a fingertip up and down my slit before rolling it over my clit and gasping sharply.
Cormac grunted, his eyes darting between me and the road, his hands tight on the wheel as we roared down the twisting, backwoods mountain roads.
“Cormac…” I breathed, my fingers rubbing my clit faster and faster as my honey dripped freely from my pussy.
“Don’t you stop,” he grunted, eyes blazing as they darted back and forth between me and the road. “Don’t you stop touching that little pussy until I say so.”
I cried out as my fingers rolled over my aching clit.
“You want me to keep touching my pussy, daddy? You want me to make it extra wet? Cause it’s so wet, daddy,” I cooed, letting myself drown in the sultriness melting through me. The power blazing through my core as I touched myself had me panting and clawing at the edge as my fingers rubbed over my clit.
I gasped as the Escalade suddenly spun out, tries kicking up dirt and gravel as Cormac brought it to a wrenching stop next to his cabin. I hadn’t been aware we were here.