Total pages in book: 241
Estimated words: 234779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1174(@200wpm)___ 939(@250wpm)___ 783(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 234779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1174(@200wpm)___ 939(@250wpm)___ 783(@300wpm)
I swallow, tempted to pull away from him.
Before I can, he says, “That’s Vittoria.”
Vittoria. Even her name is lovely. “She’s very pretty,” I murmur.
Hunter glances over at me. His face is etched with light amusement, but I don’t find it very funny. “She is,” he agrees.
My face reacts before I can stop it. Shooting him a dirty look, my tone much less pleasant, I ask, “Was she one of your model friends?”
Hunter smirks, his eyes glinting with mirth as he pulls me closer. “She’s my sister,” he informs me.
Oh.
He shakes his head at me, but now that the jealousy has gone out of me, I snuggle close again.
“I did know a model named Vittoria,” he teases.
“I don’t want to hear about it,” I inform him.
“Hazel eyes. Plump lips.”
“I’m never going to fuck you again if you keep talking.”
Dragging his thumb across my bottom lip, he adds, “Nothing compared to yours, of course.”
“I hope you enjoyed them,” I tell him sweetly. “They’ll never be wrapped around your cock again.”
Hunter smirks, giving me a little squeeze. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”
“It’s not funny,” I tell him, shooting him a look. “Do you have pictures of other girls in your phone? We’re gonna fight if you do, I’m warning you now.”
Hunter grins, leaning over to give me a kiss. “I don’t,” he assures me.
I kiss him back, but then I pout at him. “You’re mean.”
He pulls me against him. “Riley, baby, it’s crazy for you to be jealous. I’ve never cared about anyone but you. Never even been tempted to. I’m single-minded when it comes to you. Other women have nothing that interests me. In my eyes, no one can hold a candle to you. It’s a waste of their time to even try.”
I’m slightly mollified, but I still shoot him a look. “That’s all fine and great, but if you ever taunt me with the plump lips of your past lovers again, I’ll go have a photo shoot of my own with Sherlock.”
“No the fuck you will not,” he says, his amusement dissipating.
I raise my eyebrows. “Watch me. In various states of undress. It’s modeling, baby,” I say sweetly. “You can’t be mad.”
“I’ll beat his fucking ass, then I’ll beat yours, too,” he says, dropping his phone and grabbing me, yanking me on top of him and grabbing handfuls of my ass.
“I am one hundred percent not fucking you right now,” I inform him.
Rolling me onto my back, he hovers over me. His eyes darken as he looks down at my bare breasts and reminds me, “You are one hundred percent doing whatever the fuck I tell you to. Remember our deal?”
“There should be an asshole clause,” I say, but I slide my arms around his neck anyway. “Whenever you’re an asshole, I get to say no.”
Hunter smirks, leaning down to kiss my breasts. “That would never work.”
“I’m building it into our next agreement,” I inform him.
“No, you’re not,” he says, letting his tongue dart out to taste my nipple.
“I should have put my clothes back on,” I realize, already growing short of breath. “You distracted me with the promise of Italy pictures and I didn’t want to take the time.”
“An honest mistake.” My arms fall to my sides as he kisses his way down my abdomen. My stomach muscles tighten in response.
“Which I never got to see,” I remind him, grabbing onto the bedding as he moves lower and kisses my hipbone.
He grabs my panties and drags them down. “Plenty of time to show you pictures later.”
“Hunter,” I murmur as he lifts my legs and drapes them over his shoulders.
“Riley,” he mimics, looking up at me with those dark, beautiful eyes of his.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I think I’m about to devour your pussy,” he tells me, spreading me open and gazing right between my legs.
I squirm and try to squeeze my legs together, but I can’t. He doesn’t let me. As soon as I try to draw my thighs closer together, he grips them and pries them apart.
“Nope,” he says, shooting me a look of warning that gets me hot. “Play with your tits.”
I narrow my eyes at him, but since I have to do as I’m told, I also bring my palms up to squeeze my own flesh while he watches.
Approval gleams in his gorgeous brown eyes. The mere sight of it makes my tummy tighten with lust.
Damn him.
I deserved to be mad, but here he is, draining me of my righteous anger and making me want him instead. I drag a thumb over my hardened nipple, holding his gaze as I exhale sharply.
“Tell me you want me to eat your pussy, baby.”
The knot of arousal tightens inside me, making it impossible to remain still.
Before I can comply, Hunter goes on, his voice smooth and sure, thick with his own growing arousal. “Tell me how much you want my tongue inside you, lapping up every delicious inch.” As he speaks, he leans closer. He gets so close, I can feel his hot breath on my bare pussy.