Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
"James..."
His other hand settled on my waist, pulling me closer. "You do things to me, Em.”
Em. He didn’t care that I asked him to stop giving me nicknames and pet names. And I liked that he kept doing it. I liked that he kept ignoring my claims that none of this was real, and that he knew I craved his touch, even when I denied it to his face.
He made it easy to do the wrong thing—to keep pushing toward that deep end where I knew we’d both drown. But God, the journey was a hell of a ride, and right now? Right now I wasn’t sure I cared where we ended up.
I just wanted to be right here.
In his arms.
Feeling his warmth against my skin.
Knowing his mind was full of me and mine was full of him.
So I wrapped my legs around his waist, threaded my fingers behind his neck, and I pressed my cold lips to his.
He was warm and perfect, and his tongue was even warmer still.
This kiss was different from our others. Slower, deeper, like we had all the time in the world. His hands slid down to grip my ass, greedily slipping beneath my soaked panties to take me bare in his hand.
His palm immediately squeezed, as if he couldn’t help himself once his hand was on me. A small moan slipped from my mouth as I rocked myself against him, seeking the shape of his erection—only this time I wasn’t asleep. I was fully awake, and somehow, the real James was even better than the version I’d been riding in my dream that first morning.
"We should set some ground rules," I managed between kisses.
"More rules?" He nipped at my throat. “If you insist. But we haven’t done too great sticking to the ones from your PowerPoint. Honestly, I forgot all of them except 1 and 3.”
"New rule. No... penetration." The last word came out as a gasp as he found a sensitive spot. "Just to keep things simple. Sex is complicated. But… just fooling around won’t hurt anybody. Right?”
He pulled back slightly, eyes dark. "Simple?"
"Yes. No complications. Just... fun."
"Fun," he repeated, then smiled wickedly. "I can do fun."
His hand slid between my legs, and I forgot how to breathe.
"Is this okay?" he asked, fingers teasing over my underwear.
"Yes," I gasped. "It’s perfect."
He pushed the fabric aside, and I moaned as his fingers found exactly the right spot. I hugged myself to his body, chin resting between his neck and shoulder as I took in the scene around us.
The steam rising from the water. The piles of snow around the edge of the pool. The flakes still drifting down from the dark sky, occasionally tickling me with a pinprick of cold, which only made the warmth of the water feel that much better.
And his hand.
His fingers had slid inside me. I lowered my mouth over his skin, nipping at him as I tried not to cry out already.
"You're so responsive," he growled, circling my clit with his thumb. "So sensitive. I bet I could make you come just like this."
"James..."
"Say it again." He slipped one finger inside me, then another. "Say my name."
I did, over and over, as he worked me higher. His thumb pressed perfectly against my clit while his fingers curled inside me.
It wasn’t long before it felt like my insides shattered apart in a beautiful explosion of white. I didn’t even realize I was gasping and moaning until a few seconds had passed, and then my cheeks went red with embarrassment.
But he continued to hold me as I came down, pressing soft kisses to my neck.
"That was..."
"Fun?" he suggested.
Life-changing. Perfect. Everything I’d ever dreamed of. The sort of thing that could make me fall for a guy.
"Yeah." I laughed shakily. "Fun."
“Do you… want a turn?” I asked, biting my lip as I reached down to grip him through his underwear.
“No,” he said. “If you start touching me right now, I’m going to end up breaking our newest rule.” His voice dipped an octave as he brought his mouth closer to my ear. “I’m so close to losing control around you, Emma. I’m always so goddamn close.”
“And… what would happen if you lost control?” I asked, fingertips still gliding up and down the length of his erection. “Maybe you should tell me… so I know what to watch out for.”
“I would start like this,” he said, hooking one arm under my knee and lifting my leg as he backed me toward the wall of the pool.
I gasped as the snow piled along the edge of the pool touched my back, but I didn’t care because he moved closer, gripping himself and pressing it against me through our underwear. “And then I’d touch you like this.” He cupped my face, leaning closer. “And I would slide inside you, memorizing every single sensation. The way your walls would grip me. The warmth of your pussy. The heat of your moans against my neck. The feeling of your nipples hardening beneath your bra and pressing into my chest. And I would fuck you until you’d never be able to think about sex again without wanting me. Only me.”