Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
He turns around mid-stare, holding my gaze.
Looking me up and down, he motions for me to move closer.
I oblige.
“You don’t need this.” He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head.
“These can go, too…” He grips the sides of my shorts and pushes them to the floor.
I stand in front of him completely naked for the first time, feeling beyond exposed.
Grabbing my hand, he pulls me under the hot streams, then he kisses me long and hard.
I moan as he caresses my back, and I feel his cock pressing against my stomach.
As the steam rises around us, he pulls away from my mouth and lowers himself onto the bench. Then he grabs my waist and positions me over his lap.
I glance down at his cock and stoop low, slowly sucking him into my mouth. He groans as I take him deep into my throat, and he grabs a fistful of my hair.
“Fuck, Taryn…” he says. “Fuck…”
I press my hands against his thighs to better steady myself, sucking him harder and faster, anticipating how good he’ll feel when he’s finally inside me.
As I swirl my tongue against his thick tip, he pushes me away.
“Sit on top of me,” he demands, his eyes heated. “Now.”
Staring into his eyes, I slowly sink onto him inch by inch, gasping as I take all of him.
He grips my ass and rocks me slowly, whispering against my mouth.
“You’re mine,” he says. “You’ll always be fucking mine…”
I dig my nails into his skin as my body gives in to another level of unbearable pleasure. I wish I could hold onto it for longer, but he’s too much.
So, so much…
“Ahhhh, James…” I come apart with his name on my lips, with him stiffening seconds later.
The hot water continues falling over us, but he doesn’t let me go.
He kisses every inch of my skin and I never want another man to ever taste me again.
I wake up in bed alone.
Rolling over, I groan at the aches I feel all over. Even my throat hurts from screaming James’ name for hours.
Pushing off the covers, I slide into a pair of slippers and spot James sitting on the balcony.
“Good morning,” he says.
“Good morning.” I stand still, unsure of what else to say.
Smiling, he grabs the sash on my robe to pull me closer.
“I need a rain check on the estate tour,” he says. “I have to go handle something.”
“So you’re leaving me?”
“For a while, yes.”
“Well, I have to join in on some family traditions today anyway, but can you meet me for dinner tomorrow?”
“Just call me when you’re ready.”
“Okay.”
“Okay.”
“Can we fuck one last time before you leave?”
“Of course.” He pushes the robe off my shoulders, letting it fall to the ground before pulling me into his lap.
EIGHTEEN
JAMES
The following afternoon
“Mr. Calloway, will you be joining us at our annual Four Seasons caroling event tomorrow evening?” The woman on the phone asks.
“No, but I need your manager to do me a huge favor.”
“I’m listening.”
“My mother, Jane Calloway, will be getting a reservation gift from me soon,” I say. “I need the valet to bring her to The Grace Estate when she checks in.”
“Will do. Is it just you she’ll be meeting?”
“No.” I pause. “Tell her Taryn is here, too. She’ll know who I’m talking about.”
“As you wish, sir.”
I end the call and slip out of my car, tossing the keys to the valet.
Making my way to the gift plaza, I debate getting a second gift for Taryn.
“James?” A familiar voice calls out, making my blood run cold.
I turn around to see Tucker in a suit.
“Hey, what’s up?” He has the audacity to smile. “Me and Lauren have been on the waiting list for this place for months, and can’t believe we managed to reserve Christmas dates.”
“How amazing.”
He holds out his hand for a shake, but I leave him hanging.
“I haven’t seen you in person in forever, and this is the welcome I get?”
"If I had known you’d be anywhere here, I would've never stepped foot in the lobby."
“Are you here alone?”
“I will be when I walk away.”
Lauren appears at the staircase, and he waves her over to join us.
"Guess who I ran into, babe.”
“Oh wow.” She beams. "Are you here alone?"
I walk away from them. I refuse to normalize their shitty behavior, and I'm too exhausted to play games today.
When I’m halfway to the elevator, a gorgeous woman with long black hair jumps in front of me. She’s holding scissors and a long tail of garland.
“Sorry to interrupt you, but can you stand there for a second?”
“Sure.”
"Okay, great." She holds the garland next to my head and snips. “How tall are you?”
"Six foot, four."
"Perfect." She takes a few more snips. “I didn't feel like walking all the way across the estate to get my phone and measuring tape, so your height will have to do.”