Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
His fingers were at her thigh, just at the edge of her skirt. It was cold out, but she had decided not to bother with tights. Tonight was supposed to be about her forgetting about him. It hadn’t done her any good. When she wanted him to appear, he didn’t, and then when she didn’t want him to, he did.
Now, he was touching her, he was so close, and it felt so good to be near him. Even the scent of him, which was a male cologne, smelled good, and she didn’t want to be desperate for any of it.
“And what makes you think you’re a single woman?” he asked.
Jade had no choice but to open and close her mouth, especially as his hand began to work up her thigh.
Thought completely left her. All sense and logic went right out the door.
What was she supposed to say?
Slowly, he trailed his fingertips up her thigh and she didn’t stop him. She didn’t expect him to go quite as high as her pussy, but he did. His fingers stroked along the line of her panty. She waited for him to stop, but he didn’t. He tugged the edge of her panty out of the way, and then proceeded to stroke beneath.
“Because, Jade, to me, the fact that I took your virginity, fucked this tight little pussy, I figured it was my right to keep you. To make you all my own. To have you completely to myself. Was I wrong?” he asked.
She couldn’t form words.
His fingers danced across her pussy, making a magic of their own.
“Jade, are you going to answer me?”
Words were not coming easy to her. What did he say? What was he talking about?
His fingers felt so good and she didn’t want him to stop.
Chapter Eight
Braxton knew he was being a giant dick. Jade deserved better than this. She should be with a man who could make her happy, but above that, one that was going to stick around for a long time. Someone who didn’t hunt and kill for a living.
He’d tried to stay away, but his need to see her, to be close to her, had gotten too strong. This was a weakness he shouldn’t have. There were men who would happily exploit who he was and what he did.
The most dangerous man was the one that had nothing to lose. With Jade, he had something, a big fucking something, and that was a dangerous game. One he didn’t want to play, not for a second.
“Well?” he asked. He wanted her to answer the question, when the truth was, she was a single woman. There were no ties to him. They hadn’t promised each other forever. In fact, he had hoped to never see her again, but that hadn’t happened.
He’d lurked in the shadows, randomly, watching her go through the motions. She didn’t have much of a life before the attack, according to the files he had on her, and in all honesty, she didn’t have anything now. And he didn’t like that. He wanted her to have a good life, a long life, a fruitful life. But the problem was, every time he imagined her with someone else, it set off a monster inside his head, and he couldn’t stand that.
Touching her pussy now, he knew he should back away, leave her alone, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. She was everything to him. She blew his mind so completely. Made him ache for her in ways he couldn’t even begin to imagine.
He was used to people letting him down. People lied, they cheated, they stole, they betrayed. They were not worth the time or attention to save.
Yet, Jade was completely different. He couldn’t get her out of his mind, and he knew he was going to have no choice but to fuck her right out of it. Jade closed her eyes, and he let her do it. He wasn’t going to stop until he watched her come.
Pressing his fingers to her clit, he stroked over that tiny nub and heard her soft moans. “Do you know how much I’ve missed this?” he asked.
She opened her eyes and tilted her head toward him. He loved her brown eyes. They were so dark and yet so beautiful. She had soft eyes, feeling eyes, and he felt like he could get lost in them. There was not a single ounce of darkness within her gaze. Just … peace.
Sliding his fingers down to her entrance, he pressed two fingers inside her and used his thumb to stroke her clit. It was a tight fit with how she was sitting on the chair, but he wasn’t going to be denied the pussy that belonged to him.
Even though he knew it made him a selfish bastard to take what didn’t really belong to him, Jade was his.