Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 277(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“All questions you can resolve on your own,” he said, reading my thoughts.
“Well, what if I don’t want to? What if—”
“You will take the first flight home,” he stated bluntly. “There will be no discussion on the matter.”
He was right. There would be no discussion because it wasn’t his damned choice. Ergo, nothing to discuss. I would go back to Florida when I was ready. Not before.
“Why did you bring me here?” I closed the gap between us. “What was the point of dragging me to San Francisco, of blackmailing me to get me on a plane, only to say I need to go now?”
Surely, he’d had a plan, a reason to make me come along.
He rubbed his stubbled jaw, mulling.
“At some point, you’re going to have to clue me in,” I pushed, “because either way, if I stay or go, shouldn’t I know what I’m up against? Don’t I at least deserve that much so I can protect myself?” At the moment, I was flying blind. Was an army of weirdos with freaking mind-control powers going to show up on my doorstep and try to kill my dad and me? Was that blonde woman going to come back and try to use me? Because she sure seemed interested in my abilities. Probably wants me to be her killer lapdog.
“Wait,” I said. “That’s it. That’s why you wanted me to come along, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he said unapologetically. “I thought your unique gifts might be of use.”
I blinked at him. “So you brought me along to kill people? Great! Fucking great!”
“You come across as harmless—a very handy weapon. But things have changed.”
Glad to hear it, but…“How?”
“That is no concern of yours.”
Maybe not, but I couldn’t help how I felt about him. “Just tell me what happened. It was something in that house. Just tell me, and I swear I’ll go—if that’s what you really want.” Saying the words made my stomach knot. I prayed he wouldn’t take me up on that offer, because what I really wanted was to figure this out. I wanted to know why I felt like I did about him. A man who’d washed up on the shore right in front of my work after a hurricane. Dead one minute, alive the next. And now a fixture in my world.
“Do you know what I really want?” he growled, stepping in closer, lowering his voice to a whisper.
He flooded my mind with his thoughts: Me bent over the desk in front of us. Him pounding his cock into me as I moaned for more.
“That is what I dreamed of.” He took hold of my chin. “That is what brought me here, and why you must go. It is for your own good.”
My mouth went dry. Heat filled my lower belly. Suddenly, the thought of him taking me over this desk sounded good. It called to a hunger inside me that had been there all along, but I’d refused to acknowledge.
I stared up into his hypnotic blue eyes. What if I want it? What if I want…you?
“Do not make such reckless decisions, Jeni. Think long and hard about what you are saying. I will never love you. I will never stay with you.” He cupped his hand behind my head, pulling me flush with his body so I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach.
A hard wave of need rolled through me. Whatever he wanted, he could have it. I wanted to be under his control. I wanted him to fuck me.
Slowly, I turned around, planting my hands on the desk. A long moment passed, and then I felt his hands gliding to my hips. He pushed his palm between my legs and stroked me hard.
I shut my eyes and sucked in a sharp breath. I could feel what he was thinking, that he wanted to savor this.
He stripped away my damp coat and dropped it to the floor. He moved his warm hands under my sweater, cupping my breasts and squeezing them as he ground his cock against my ass. Every time he touched my skin, I felt a surge of heat pass through me. I didn’t know who this man really was. I just knew that he was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
“That is correct, Miss Arnold. I am an abomination. I do not need my memories to tell me that.” He pushed his hot breath into my ear.
My body shuddered with erotic pulses, the space between my legs aching for him to be inside me. I’d seen his cock. I knew it was thick and long. In my mind, I imagined the sinful sensation of him slamming it inside me and taking me hard. I imagined him coming over and over again, coating the wall of my pussy.
He tightened his grip on my hip and pushed deeper between my legs with the other hand. I knew he read my thoughts. I knew he could see my dark desires.