Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 101778 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101778 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
“I need more,” he panted before pressing his lips back to mine.
My breathing increased, and I felt the heat move into my cheeks.
Brock broke the kiss and placed his hand on the side of my face. “You’re so beautiful when those cheeks of yours blush.”
His hands moved down, and he lifted my shirt over my head.
“Brock,” I gasped, my head falling back while his lips kissed a path around my neck. My head was dizzy with every emotion I could possibly have. Need. Desire. Nerves. Excitement. It was all swirling around in my head. He brought out a side of me I was beginning to like. A lot.
When his finger trailed along my bra line, I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“May I touch you, Lincoln?”
Swallowing hard, I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. My hands were shaking as well, and I instinctively held my bra over myself.
“I don’t normally do this sort of thing, Brock. And Blayze is—”
He pressed his mouth to mine again, kissing me senseless. We weren’t going to have sex; I knew that. Not with his son in the next room.
Brock pulled back and brought his forehead to mine. When his hand touched the one holding my bra, I jumped.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked in a raspy voice.
I shook my head. “No,” I whispered as I let my bra fall to the floor.
The way his eyes took me in made my entire body heat up. He slowly let his tongue move over his lips before he took my breast into his hand. “Lincoln, what are you doing to me?”
My chest rose and fell faster. His eyes lifted to mine. When he pinched my nipple, I gasped.
“Do you like me touching you?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
His mouth was back on my skin, kissing right above my breasts. I couldn’t believe I was letting him do this to me. I grabbed on to his shoulders and choked out, “Brock, wait.”
He stopped instantly.
“Blayze.”
“Is asleep.”
I smiled, feeling a naughtiness I had never possessed.
“One taste,” he said softly as he placed his mouth over my breast and slowly teased me with his tongue. We both moaned as my hands slid down his arms. My entire body felt like it was on fire. There was no way I could come from a man simply playing with my breasts . . .
I dropped my head back and let the feel of his hands on my body relax me into a euphoria I’d never experienced before. I didn’t have to orgasm; this was still one of the most erotic moments of my life.
When I felt his mouth moving back up my neck, I tried to keep my breathing even.
“You scare me, Lincoln Pratt.” His words were spoken so low, I almost missed them.
Pulling my body back, I caught his gaze. “Why?”
Slowly shaking his head, he said, “Because you’re the reason my heart is pounding so hard in my chest right now. I’ve never felt like this before. I feel lost, and that scares me. I don’t know how to give someone my heart. I’ve kept it to myself for the last five years. I’ve got all these . . . demons running around in my head, telling me I don’t deserve someone like you. You’re beautiful, exciting, thrilling, and I’m not going to pretend I don’t want you. I just don’t know how to open up that part of my heart.”
I went to speak, but his next words stopped me.
“Ever since I first met you, you’ve been a beautiful dream that plays alongside a nightmare.”
My heart ached for this man. He had been hurt, and I didn’t know how . . . but I knew I would never cause him more pain.
“I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours. All I know is that I feel something for you, Brock. Something that I’ve never experienced either. I feel like I’ve known you forever, yet I don’t know you at all. I do know for a fact that the last thing I would ever do is hurt you or Blayze. I’m not asking you for something you’re not ready to give, but I think I knew from the moment we met the other day that there was something between us. I can’t deny that.”
Leaning his forehead against mine again, he whispered, “I’m so damn terrified that you’re going to see what I do and run as fast as you can.”
Placing my hands on the sides of his face, I lifted his gaze to mine. The thought of being with someone who rode bulls scared me a bit, but not enough to not see where this was going. “I’m not going to run. I promise you.”
He smiled so big, it made my stomach flutter.
“You’ve set something inside me into motion, cowboy, and I want to see where this goes. I’m not asking for your heart right now. I’m asking for a piece of you. A chance to get to know you.” I leaned forward and gently kissed him before whispering against his lips, “I sort of feel funny, sitting here half-naked on your bathroom counter.”