Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
One night of hot sex does not a relationship make.
I smile because that’s the way me, Teddy, and Roberta would talk from time to time. Roberta was employed as our nanny when we were smaller. She’s the only person who ever handled us with care. In hindsight, that was bad for her because my father had her killed. He felt she was a weakness I couldn’t afford.
“You want anything else to drink?” I ask Ghost to break up the silence.
“I’m good,” he answers, shaking his head.
“Okie-dokie,” I mutter, picking up our garbage from the takeout and taking it to the kitchen to throw in the garbage. I lean on the island as I look over at Ghost. He’s staring straight at me. I can see his mind working from here. His eyes are giving him away. “Listen, I know you said you wanted me to stay tonight, but I’m tired and that whole thing with Weasel left a bad taste in my mouth. So, I’m going to skedaddle. You don’t have to drive me home. I’ll call for an Uber.”
He remains silent, which doesn’t make me feel a bit better. I grab my wristlet clutch off the top of the island and head toward the door. My hand is on the doorknob before I feel Ghost’s hand clamp down on my shoulder. A gasp leaves my lips as he spins me around. My heart stops mid-beat before it stutters to beat again.
“You have secrets,” he growls. I push down the panic, refusing to let it rise inside of me.
“Don’t we all?”
“Always answering questions with questions. You won’t stay hidden from me, Lennox,” he warns.
“My secrets are my own. They have nothing to do with you,” I refute.
“We’ll see. We’re going to spend tonight in my bed and you’re going to answer my questions and in return, I’ll answer yours. Think of it as that game twenty questions—just the X-rated version.”
His words are little more than a whisper against my ear as he pulls me into his body. I swallow nervously as I force my gaze upward so I can see his face. “X-rated version?” I ask, my voice trembling.
“You’re going to give me your answers with my dick shoved so deep inside of you that you’re going to taste me for months,” he vows, and I feel a gush of wetness flood against my panties. I’m so wet that it would be embarrassing if I didn’t know that he could make good on his promise.
“What happens if I refuse to answer them?”
“Then I’ll punish you until you give me what I want.”
My nipples are painfully hard as my shirt caresses against them. God, he has me halfway to an orgasm, and he has yet to touch me. “And if I say no?”
“I’ll do it anyway.”
“That doesn’t sound very gentlemanly,” I gasp as he moves his hand to my breast and squeezes it tightly in his hand.
“There’s not much about me that is, but I promise you, Lennox, you’re going to enjoy it,” he responds as his thumb brushes against my erect nipple.
“Shut up and kiss me, Ghost,” I practically beg. I’m rewarded with a smile that blurs as his face curves towards me, getting closer. I can feel his hot breath against my skin a second before his lips touch mine and I stop thinking or worrying. Surrendering to his kiss, I decide that whatever the night holds, I’m going to just let the chips fall.
I can’t resist him.
Chapter 11
Ghost
I’m not sure how we ended up naked in bed. I’m too lost in Lennox. Her arms are around me, her legs welcoming me as her the heels of fee press against my ass.
“Ghost,” she whispers.
The sound of my name on her lips is my undoing. This started as a game of pleasure and a way to get information. Now, it’s just the two of us. I’ll find out her secret eventually, but I’m not using sex to get it. If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t care. With Lennox, sex means more. It goes deeper—just like everything with this woman.
I pull back and look down at her. God, she’s so beautiful that she takes my breath. I use my fingers to push her hair from her face. I caress the side of her face, memorizing the way she looks right now. I bring my hand down between her legs, pressing into her. Immediately, her heat and wetness surround my digits. “Christ, you’re soaked for me, Lennox.”
“I need you inside me,” she begs.
I use my fingers to fuck her gently, loving the way pleasure moves over her face. Her eyes flutter closed as her hunger builds. I stretch my fingers apart, bringing my thumb up to caress the slippery hood of her clit and then grind against it. My woman’s lips fall open. She gives an audible breath, that seems to wrap around my cock. She licks her lips, making them wet and even more tempting.