Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Even though I’m entranced by the sight spread out before me, my eyelids feather closed as he nips my earlobe.
It’s been a long time since anyone has turned me on to this degree.
Years.
I swivel in his arms until I can search his face.
Sparks fly from his heated gaze. “Tell me what’s going through your head.”
“That I don’t understand what this is between us.”
It feels good to finally admit the truth out loud.
His lips quirk. “Attraction. Need. What more is there to understand?”
He’s right, of course. That’s all this is.
A little bit of physical attraction that refuses to be doused.
His fingers slip beneath my chin. “The question now is—what are you going to do about it?”
Maybe the real question is—what do I want to do about it?
I’ve spent half a year holding myself at a distance because I was frightened of getting too close. Scared someone might ferret out my secret.
It’s been exhausting.
For one night, I want to pretend that my life in LA doesn’t exist and I’m exactly who I portray myself to be. I want to give in to the attraction rushing through my veins and dampening my panties where this man is concerned.
Just for tonight.
A few hours of meaningless fucking.
And Vegas is the perfect place to do it. We can get it out of our systems and then fly back to school and go our separate ways. If there’s any truth to what I’ve heard about Colby, that’s exactly what he has in mind.
It’ll work out perfectly.
Decision made, I tangle my arms around his neck and stretch on the tips of my toes before brushing my mouth against his. A groan rumbles up from deep within his chest as he nips at my lower lip and tugs it with sharp teeth. That’s all it takes for a tidal wave of arousal to crash over me, threatening to drag me to the bottom of the ocean.
When a whimper of need breaks free, the velvety softness of his tongue slips inside my mouth to tangle with my own. He takes full command of the kiss as his hands slide around my hips to cup my backside and palm the rounded flesh. He presses me closer until I can feel the thick length of his erection dig into my lower abdomen. Need pools in my core.
With a groan, he pulls away before resting his forehead against mine and staring into my eyes.
“I don’t want this to go any further unless you’re fully on board. Do you understand?”
I nod, amazed that he can pump the brakes when all I want is to feel his lips sliding over mine, making me forget everything that eats away at me in the darkness.
“Yes,” I whisper. “I want this. I want you.”
For tonight.
Maybe even tomorrow.
But nothing more.
His gaze sifts through mine for a handful of seconds before he jerks his head into a tight nod and takes a step in retreat. Before I can protest the distance, his hands land on my shoulders as he swivels me around until my backside is turned toward him.
“Lift your hair, sweet girl. As hot as you look in this dress, it needs to go.”
My hands tremble as I gather up the thick strands and hold them away from my neck. The grind of metal teeth is the only sound that breaks the heavy silence of the suite. My heart picks up tempo as the slinky material slips down my body like a waterfall until it puddles around the three-inch silver heels.
The only piece of clothing I’m wearing is a thong that barely covers anything.
“Fuck.”
I didn’t bother with a bra, since the dress is strapless and has a built-in shelf.
When I attempt to lower my arms, a guttural groan escapes from him. “No. Stay just like that. I’m not nearly done admiring you.”
My belly dips at the appreciative tone that floods his voice.
“You’re so damn beautiful, you know that?”
I twist just enough to glance over my shoulder and meet his heavy-lidded eyes. The heat that fills them almost scorches me alive.
“Are you going to stare at me all night or fuck me?”
A predatory expression darkens his features. “Oh, I plan on fucking you all night long.”
His wicked promise has an explosion of butterflies winging their way to life deep in my core.
One long-legged stride is all it takes to swallow up the distance between us until he’s close enough to align himself with my spine. His hands slide around my ribcage to cup my naked breasts with his palms. He squeezes the softness as if testing the weight before rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Pleasure shoots through me, electrifying my insides.
My head falls back until it can rest against his chest. That’s when I realize he’s still dressed in his slacks and crisp pink button-down while I’m practically naked.