Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
“Push me against the wall and kiss me,” she demands.
I growl because it’s all I want to do, but I want to know why. “Why?”
“Please hurry. Some men are after me.” She looks so scared, but I’ll do anything to protect her. If she only knew that it’s my men she’s running from and that she ran into the big bad wolf’s all-too-willing arms, begging to be eaten up.
“No one will harm you,” I promise. My hand slides around her back, and I thrust one into her hair as I pin her to the side of a brick building. “So beautiful,” I growl as I lean in.
“Hurry,” she cries in a hushed whisper.
My mouth closes over hers, tasting my sweet Phoebe’s lips for the first time. We both groan, throwing ourselves into the moment. Her hands spear into my hair, sending pleasure to my balls instantly. Her touch is so fucking intense, and she welcomes my body on hers too. Her lips part, allowing room for my demanding tongue. Our kiss gets out of control quickly, and I slide my hands to her ass, lifting her up against my hard cock. She throws her legs around me and moans when her pussy grinds on my shaft.
Suddenly, she freezes. “Stop, stop,” she demands. It takes one or two small pecks before I get ahold of myself. “Thank you,” she whispers. Her hands gently rub my scruffy face, and it takes everything in me to stop from kissing her again.
“Let me take you somewhere safe.” I slowly separate from her, and I hate the feeling it leaves. I catch a hint of disappointment before she masks it.
She looks toward her apartment and then starts to pull away. “I think they’re gone. I should go back and get my phone. I have to call my dad.”
I grab her wrist and stop her movements. She’s not going back there no matter what, and sure as fuck not to call that fucking piece of shit. “I don’t know. It’s not safe in there. Come with me.”
“I can’t go with you. I don’t even know you.” She tries to tug her hand free, but I don’t loosen my grip because she fucking just dry humped me and acts like that shit wasn’t fucking amazing and that she would have done that with anyone as long as she got away from her captors.
The thought of her grinding against another fucker hits my brain, and I’m pissed. “But you were willing to grind your sweet pussy on me and give me your mouth?” My face hardens, and so does hers.
She calms herself down, softening her expression, and straightens her body. “Well, I was in danger, and well…”
“What?” I narrow my brows and step in closer until our mouths are an inch apart. Her lips part as her eyes warm to me again. Fuck, I could drown in them. I love that she’s not immune to me. I press my thumb to her bottom lip and lower my head.
Before I can kiss her, she twists her head to the side.
With a hard shove, Phoebe creates a little distance, but I still have her wrists. “Nothing. I don’t need to explain myself to you,” she bites out, slamming her hands down and out of my hold. She marches toward her apartment in a cute huff, but my men know my plans for her, so they jump out of the SUV and slowly crowd her space. I follow close behind her so when she turns around, she crashes right into my chest.
“Oh, no.” Her tiny hands try to push off of my chest. She shakes her head rapidly while she stares up at me.
“Don’t worry, Phoebe. I won’t let them hurt you.” I tighten my hold around her waist, dragging her pussy along my bulge. She holds back a moan, giving me only a tiny whimper.
“How do you know my name?” She registers what I said.
I smirk at her, and her eyes widen, but it’s already too late. My men have the door open, and I carry her, setting both of us into the back seat before she can fight me off.
“Oh, no. You’re the one they were bringing me to? Or another one of his minions?”
A tinge of jealousy hits me in the chest because she thinks that there’s possibly someone else that will take her from me. As far as I’m concerned, no one will ever be able to steal her from me. I’m losing my damn mind with this little thing. “You’re only for me, my minx.”
“I don’t know anything. I promise I won’t tell anyone. Let me go, please,” she begs, and it infuriates me. I thought that she would feel the same way as me. This can’t just be one-sided, and I know it isn’t—that kiss proved it to me. I just need to give her time—like the rest of our lives.