Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62622 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62622 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 313(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
I let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m talking about falling in love.” I don’t know how else to explain it to him.
He lifts his hands to the sides of my neck and leans down until I can feel his breath on my lips. “Listen to what I’m saying,” he grinds the words out. “I’m attracted to you. I want this with you. I. Want. You.”
My gaze searches his, and seeing he’s dead serious, hope unfurls in my chest.
CHRISTOPHER
Finally, my fucking words are getting through to her.
“Why is it so hard for you to believe that I want you?” I address the heart of the problem.
Dash pulls away from me and goes to sit at the round table. “We’ve been friends our entire lives. You never wanted me like that before, so why now?”
Pulling a chair out, I turn it, so I’m facing her before I sit down. Leaning forward, I take hold of her chair and turn it toward me, then I lock eyes with her. “Why do you think I’ve never had a serious relationship before? It wasn’t because we’re friends, Dash. It was because I just couldn’t. It felt like I was betraying you. After the shit with Josh, I knew you needed time to heal. You didn’t date, and I had you with me twenty-four-seven. I was okay with waiting until you turned thirty, and that was a mistake on my part. I’ve always loved you. You know this.”
She shakes her head. “But you were the freaking king of one-night stands at Trinity.”
“Seriously?” I shake my head and let out a silent burst of laughter. “I have not been with anyone since the night you ended things with Josh.”
Dash stares at me as she processes what I’m saying, then she says, “I know you love me, but wanting me is a whole different story. It’s hard to fathom that you see me as a woman and not just… Dash.”
Lifting my hands, I frame her face as I lean closer. “You’re the first face I see every single day. You’re the last thing I think of every night. I don’t want to marry you because you’re my best friend. I want everything with you because you’re the only goddamn woman on the face of this planet I want a future with. I can’t even comprehend not having you in my life. I’ve always put you first because that’s how much you mean to me. You’re my priority.”
Dash begins to shake her head, and it has me tightening my grip on her. “Let me finish.”
When she nods, I continue, “When you told me about your fucking insane idea of going to a sperm bank, I almost lost my mind. Just thinking about you having another man’s baby…” I shake my head hard. “I would never allow that because you’re mine. I wanted to ease you into a relationship with me, and that was another mistake on my part. The night you ended things with Josh, I realized you were it for me. Not because we’re friends. Because I love you as a woman, Dash. I want you body, heart, and soul.”
Her eyes begin to shine, and when she takes a shaky breath, I close the distance between us and press my mouth to hers. Slipping a hand around her waist, I push to my feet and hold her to me as I begin to show her how much I want her.
I know how important this is for Dash. Like I need to be dominant, she needs to be desired.
Breaking the kiss for a moment, I grab hold of her ass and lift her onto the table. I move my hands to her skirt, and pushing the fabric up on her thighs, I force her legs apart so I can step between them.
Her eyes are wide as I bring my hands back to her face, and then my mouth crashes against hers, and I kiss her with all the hunger I’ve felt over the past five years.
My tongue drives into the heat of her mouth, and I drink in the taste of her with hard strokes. When Dash wraps her arms around my neck, pushing her body against mine, the urge to claim her overwhelms me. The kiss takes on a life of its own.
My body shudders from how good it feels. I memorize the feel of her tongue brushing against mine. My teeth tug hungrily at her lips.
Christ, I want her right now. I want to sink deep into her.
I want to hear her moans.
Our bodies begin to move as one, each rub, every thrust creating an inferno of heat between us.
Air-deprived, we gasp while our mouths grow numb from the friction.
My hands slip down to her waist, and unable to keep my touch gentle, my fingers dig into her while my cock strains against my pants to get to her.