Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
His eyes were so blue, so vibrant. Butters felt herself leaning forward, felt his warm and sweet-smelling breath brush along her lips and shivered.
He tightened his fingers into her hair even more until the pain mixed with her already climbing and repressed arousal and then broke free into an explosive tingling sensation along her entire body.
He searched her face with his gaze. “Ever since that first day I saw you talking shit to a customer, I knew I had to have you.” He was shirtless and, hell, didn’t even have anything on aside from his towel.
He was covered in ink and so damn big and muscular. She wanted him now and didn’t want to stop this.
His lips were close to hers again. If he just leaned forward an inch, he could kiss her. She was so desperate for him.
“No one will ever have you but me, Butters.”
She closed her eyes and exhaled a stuttering gust of air. Butters was filled with lust, need, and desperation. Her heart was thundering, and she swore her wetness was soaking clean through her panties.
She stared at his body, at the sheer power he exuded. He was so much bigger than her five-foot-four frame, at least a foot taller.
Lowering her gaze to his crotch, she felt her heart pick up at the massive looking bulge pressing against the material of his towel almost demanding to be free.
“I need you, baby. Christ, I need you.” And then he had his mouth on hers, and his tongue speared between her lips. She wasn’t kissing a biker, a killer, or a dangerous man. No, she was kissing Mayhem, the man she’d realized she wanted in her life for more than this deal they’d made.
He slid his hands down her shoulders, over her arms, and gripped her waist tightly, clenching his fingers into her hips and releasing them again. Tilting her head to the side, Butters deepened the kiss.
He groaned, and she loved that she’d been the one to bring that out in him.
He started walking them backward until she felt the cold, hard wall greet her. He hadn’t broken the kiss, and the deep rumbles that left him had her inner muscles clenching almost painfully.
Mayhem opened his mouth wider and then moved his hands to the edge of her shirt and started to slowly lift it up.
She wasn’t about to stop this and, in fact, wished he’d be more frantic, just tear the material away. He was grinding his erection into her belly now, and a gasp left her at the huge feel of it.
Butters may know what it felt like to have him in her ass and pussy, but that didn’t mean she still wasn’t surprised by the sheer size and girth of him.
She let her head fall back against the wall and closed her eyes. Butters placed her hands on his pecs and gently pushed him away, something that was hard as hell. He took a stumbled step back, his head downcast, and his blue eyes trained right on her.
He was breathing so hard.
They stood there several more seconds, neither speaking, but the sexual chemistry and electricity bounced between them. She’d pushed him away not to stop this but to progress it, to be more wanton.
She grabbed her shirt and pulled it all the way up and over her head.
“I want you to fuck me. To really make me yours,” she breathed out, knowing this was exactly what she wanted and needed.
Chapter
Twenty-Four
Mayhem stared down at her chest, and she saw him clench his hands into tight balls at his sides. He moved his gaze up and down her body.
“Fuck, look at you, baby,” he said and ran a hand over his mouth. “Your body is so fucking gorgeous.” And then he was right in front of her again, kissing her, licking her lips, and sucking her tongue into his mouth as he ground his erection into her bare belly.
They shared a passionate kiss, and Butters wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
“I want to be inside of you.”
They slid their tongues together, and she felt like he wasn’t just kissing her but mouth-fucking her. She started shifting on her feet, the pulse between her thighs intense.
He broke the kiss and started dragging his lips up and down her throat, murmuring along the way. He sucked at the base of her neck, and she let her head fall back against the wall, hearing it thump from the contact.
She breathed out his name because that was as far as her voice would travel. He pressed his erection into her belly again, harder this time. She moaned low in her throat.
God, I want this.
“I want you inside of me.”
“Fuck, Butters.”
She swore she felt his cock jerk behind the towel. It seemed they wouldn’t be making it to the bed, but that was fine, because being fucked against the wall was erotic as hell. In the next second, Mayhem tore off his towel.