Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18302 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18302 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Fuck, I bet she was a virgin. I could practically smell how untouched she was. That cherry would be mine.
These lewd and obscene images slammed into my head over and over again, and I let them take residence, let them take control. It felt good to think them, to picture her in my bed, naked, her legs spread, her big breasts thrust out. On instinct, I looked down at her chest, and despite the fact that she wore a light jacket, I could see the mounds would be more than a handful.
I curled my hands tightly, my fingernails digging into my palms. Fuck, I wanted her.
“I—I don’t know why I’m here,” she mumbled, and I knew she hadn’t meant to say that out loud, could tell by the tone of her voice and the way she stuttered slightly. But that was okay. I didn’t want her to be nervous around me, didn’t want her to be anxious. I wanted her to feel pleasure, to be content. To be happy.
Never in my life had I ever envisioned I’d experience such instant attraction, such immediate possessiveness. But looking into her big brown eyes, watching as the strands of her dark hair lightly moved as the breeze picked up, had me feeling all of those things tenfold.
“That’s not true,” she finally said and shook her head, closing her eyes for just a split second before opening them and looking at me. The way the sun came through the trees, I could see she had flecks of gold mixed with the chocolate color. It was incredibly gorgeous.
She was fucking beautiful.
I took another step toward her and watched as she sucked in a breath. I inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, this light floral fragrance I’d never forget. Hell, a part of me had a feeling I’d be able to find her from that aroma alone, that she’d never be able to hide from me.
“I wanted to apologize in person for trespassing last night. We honestly didn’t know, and it didn’t seem right not to come here in person and say that.” She licked her lips, and I was riveted to the sight of her little pink tongue moving along her full, red bottom lip.
I thought of the filthy things she could do with that pretty mouth, and a low growl left me before I could stop It. Her eyes widened again, and I was pleased when she kept her ground, refusing to back away.
“You came out here to apologize for camping on my property?”
She licked her lips again and nodded. Fuck, my cock was harder than steel. A part of me wanted her to look down and see the effect she had on me, what her very presence did to my body. I’d never been a dirty bastard before, but whatever it was about this woman turned me on like never before.
“What’s your name?” I asked, wanting to know everything about her. She hesitated a moment, and I wondered if she’d actually tell me. It wouldn’t have made a difference anyway, because I would’ve found the information regardless, would’ve searched and dug for any scrap of detail that concerned her.
“Charlotte,” she finally said in a soft, feminine voice. “Charlotte Bleu.”
Fuck, even her name was so damn pretty.
“Mateo Braxton,” I relied, but my voice sounded distorted, my arousal changing even the most basic things in me.
She nodded slowly. “I know.”
For a long moment, we just stared at each other. I let the feelings I had for her build up, this intent need wrapping around me until I couldn’t breathe. I wanted to wrap my hand around her nape and pull her in close, kiss her until she was clutching at me and breathless.
A growl left me again and I cleared my throat. It was then I noticed her gaze lowered down my chest. My skin was sweaty but starting to dry, because I wasn’t actively working. I liked her looking at me, liked her taking in her fill of my body.
It turned me on even more.
“Come inside.” In my head, I’d seen myself asking her to come inside with me, maybe get a drink. It was a small step in building that trust between us, getting to know each other better so she’d realize there was no denying what we had. But it came out as almost an order, as if I knew she’d do it without question.
I expected her to tell me to fuck off, but instead she nodded slowly once more, let go of the banister of the deck, and stepped aside, as if to let me go first. Everything inside me roared out in pleasure.
I started walking past her but slowed so I could inhale her scent. I turned my head to look at her as I kept moving forward, our gazes locked, her scent ingrained in my body. She was so tiny compared to me despite her luscious curves and womanly form. My hand brushed along her arm just as I moved past her, and I felt electricity and flames moving along my limbs, over my skin.