Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
He walked to her side, shivering in the biting cold and clamped a hand around her arm. “Inside.”
The eyes that met his weren’t calm and gentle but were full of anger and spirit. “Let’s get something straight here. I don’t answer to you and if all you’re going to do is yell at me for what I did then stuff it. I don’t want to hear it. I did what I did and it’s over now. Let it go.”
“No way.”
He dipped his shoulder—his uninjured one—and lifted her over it. Body screaming in agony, he turned and carried her back in the house. Completely expecting Argo to attack him from behind for touching his owner, no attack came. Inside the heated house, he found both Davis and Terri staring at them.
“We’ll be back after we have our own discussion in private. Give us a few minutes.”
He marched to the back bedroom to Terri’s comment, “I bet it will be longer than a few moments.”
Alone in the room, he dropped her on the bed and blocked her in before she could scramble away and off the mattress.
“We’re not done.”
“We are if you insist on barking orders to me.” Her nose flared and she rolled her lower lip in her teeth briefly.
“Do you have any idea how scared I was when I saw you out there?”
“Probably the same as me when I saw that fucker shoot you?” She pushed against his chest, but he refused to back away. Instead he came closer, pressing her further into the mattress. “Move,” she ordered.
“No.” Behind the anger he witnessed the fear she tried so hard to hide from him and it softened the edge of his own fury. “I was scared, Leena. Scared for you. Scared for us. What if I lost you?”
“What are you talking about? I was safe, it’s not like I took down the guy with the gun. I wasn’t about to let you be killed not when they’d already tried it and I had to take care of you and heal you.”
The possessiveness dripping from her words had him smiling a little. “So, this was all about the need to save your handiwork?”
“That’s not all.”
He lowered his head until his lips brushed hers. “Then what else is it?”
“I didn’t want you hurt. I’m not that much of an ass.”
“You’re not an ass at all, Leena. Have a gorgeous one but you’re not one.” He kissed her, lightly on the lips. “Tell me.”
John needed to hear the words. Needed her to say he meant something to her, more than just a strange man she pulled from a freezing river, and that their time together had meaning.
“I care.”
Two words. Simple ones which held a wealth of meaning he wanted to explore for the rest of their lives. Christ, I’m waxing poetic. I’d marry her right here if she’d have me. Impulsive? Perhaps, but he meant it. He would without the slightest bit of hesitation.
“So do I,” he murmured before capturing her mouth.
Her moan poured into him as she wrapped her arms and legs around his midsection. He ground his cock against her core, wanting to be balls deep inside her heat where there wasn’t anything separating them. Skin on skin. Sweaty and sliding as he fucked her. As she rode him.
Hand between their bodies, he wiggled it down the interior of her pants, searching for her pussy. He brushed aside her damp panties and pushed two fingers inside her.
“John,” she groaned, rocking into his touch, bringing him deeper. Leena wound her fingers into his hair and tugged.
“I love the sound of my name from your lips. All gasps and like you’re out of breath.” He worked his fingers, her slit gripping him in the most incredible of ways.
“Please.” She pulled on his hair again.
“Please what? Tell me what you want.”
“You. I want you, John. Deep inside me. Fucking me, holding me, kissing me. I just want you.”
Putting aside the talk until later, he gave her what they both wanted. When he woke, more than an hour had passed. Argo lay on the floor by the bed and lifted his head as he climbed from the warmth of Leena’s body.
“Don’t give me that look, boy. You like me. You saved me.” Argo yawned showing off his impressive canines. John smiled. “Yeah, figured as much.” He crouched before the dog and patted him on the head. “Just so you know, I’m in love with her and I won’t hurt her.”
A single thump of the tail was all before Argo placed his head back to the carpet. John took it as his dismissal and went to get cleaned up. Dressed, he walked up to the living room where Davis and Terri sat each buried in their own thing. However, both looked up at him when he entered.
“Told you it would be more than a few minutes.” Terri’s smile brought one of his own. She glared at his brother. “You should take lessons from him, maybe then you’d not be scared to be with a real woman and not one of the fake ones you seem to prefer.”