Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Knight has placed his hands on me subtly every single chance he has gotten. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t placed a hand on his waist, chest or stomach a few times. Especially when women have come closer to our area to try to flirt with him.
He hasn’t given them an ounce of attention. Although, I did think he was going to knock that one guy out who came over to ask if he could buy me a drink. That turned up the touching on Knight’s behalf.
Like now, he has his hand on my ass. I’ve had too many beers to point that out. He leans into my ear and pauses for a few beats. I close my eyes and savor the feel of him.
“You always smell so good. How can I not want to eat your pussy?”
I moan but quickly catch myself. I stumble out of his hold and claim a seat at the table. It’s time for some water and space.
Although Knight isn’t one to give up so easily. He plucks me from my chair and pulls me into his lap as he takes my place. We’ve both had a lot to drink at this point.
He nuzzles my neck before sucking the flesh into his mouth. I want to grind my hips in his lap or find someplace for him to release this ache. My lids flutter closed when he passes a thumb across my tightened nipple.
“You drive me crazy. I’m so hard for you, but if you told me you just wanted to go back to my place and cuddle all night, I would.”
“Knight,” I gasp as he flicks his tongue against my skin and splays a hand on my belly. “You said this was drinks as friends.”
He groans. Gliding his hand down to the hem of my dress and fingering my thigh below the fabric, he then chuckles. My breasts heave in anticipation.
“Wearing this dress and those heels, you want to be friends? Come on, Rem. This is me. Let’s cut the shit.”
“You cleaned up for more than drinks with a friend as well,” I say, turning my face to meet his eyes.
“I have to come through with my best when it comes to you. Look how good you look. You deserve nothing but the best on your arm,” he breathes.
His eyes drop to my lips. I tug the bottom one between my teeth. He leans in but I turn quickly and pull from his lap.
“We go to your place and there will be no sex,” I warn.
His face softens. “If you’re there, I’m already in bliss.”
“Whatever, Knight.” I grin. “I’m going to the bathroom and then we can head out.”
He nods and I head to the restroom. I can’t stop the smile on my face as I go. I guess I’m not too late. Now I need to figure out what I’m going to do.
I don’t want to just jump into bed. My feelings for Knight are way deeper than a roll in his sheets. My issues with him are not just going to go away. He loves his career, and I fear it.
I’m still musing in my head as I walk out of the bathroom into the hallway that leads back to the bar. I go to make my way to Knight, but someone grabs my arm to halt me. I turn to find one of the guys who had been trying to get my attention most of the night.
I look down at his offending arm. “Can you please release me?”
“Hold on, I wanted to talk to you for a second.”
“Nah, you’re going to want to get your hand off of her.” I look up to find Knight at the mouth of the hallway.
Big guy looks away from me to Knight. He snorts, but let’s go. I take a step away from him.
“This your man or something?” the big guy asks.
“Come here, baby,” Knight coos softly.
I snap out of my shock and move to Knight’s side. He wraps an arm around my waist and kisses the top of my head. I sag into him in relief.
“Does that answer your question, Bro?”
“Whatever. She’s stuck up anyway,” he mutters as he pushes past us.
Knight goes to follow him, but I place my hands on his chest to stop him. He looks down at me, and I can see the rage in his eyes. However, when he focuses on me, he calms slightly.
“Your place, right?”
He nods and leads me out by my hand. I tighten my hold on his when he looks over to the group of guys glaring at us. Knight tugs me into his side and places his hand on my ass, nodding toward the guy from the hall and his friends.
“Really?”
“Fuck them,” he grunts.
I bite my lip. This isn’t the Knight I know, but he’s sort of hot like this too.