Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 109086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
I shivered, unable to hold back anymore.
Being with him, feeling how he maneuvered me, and now as we were standing like this as a cover to watch for someone, the blanket of lust was too heavy on me. He doused me in him. His touch. His heat. The aroma that was uniquely him. Pinewood and leather.
I pressed against him, sliding my arms around him. He felt so good. The rub against him.
I was breathing him in.
He pulled back enough to look down at me. His eyes found mine, but whatever he saw, he blinked before his hand went to the back of my head. He pressed me closer against him and said into my ear, “Go ahead. I’ll keep watch.”
A full haze fell over me.
His words only penetrated enough so I understood he was telling me not to hold back. I could get lost in him all I wanted.
I lifted my mouth, my lips found his for one long, drawn-out kiss before he pulled back, switching us so my back was completely against the wall. One of his hands stayed in my hair. The other was holding the wall behind me. He pinned me in place, but his mouth fell to my shoulder before he turned, watching to the side.
That was fine.
With the press of other people around us, the shadows in the pub, no one could see what we were doing unless they were immediately next to us, and those people weren’t focused on us at all. Within that crowded pub, we had a relative moment of privacy.
I indulged.
As I lifted my leg up, Jake’s hand fell to it, raising it over his hip, and I closed my eyes, enjoying feeling him hit between my legs. His hand tightened over my leg. He closed any last distance there was between us.
I rolled my hip, moving over him, rubbing against him, and it felt fucking amazing.
Sensation soared through me, spreading. It took me over.
I was grinding on him, and I kept going.
The pleasure was building. Rising.
I moved faster, harder. Rolling my hips and pressing down over his bulge. He was hitting me exactly where I needed him.
Jake breathed heavily into my ear, his mouth falling to taste my neck. His hand gripped higher on my leg, closer to my ass. He urged me to go faster.
I couldn’t quite hit the right way, not fully, but with a slight growl in my ear, Jake moved and he got the exact right angle.
I bit down on my lip, trying to smother my groan.
“No,” he said sharply. His lips moved over mine, not letting me bite down. He sucked where my teeth had just been, and I felt like I was going to combust because that felt so good too.
Too soon, the pressure exploded. The waves throbbed through me. I rested my forehead on his shoulder, riding them out.
His dick was still hard, the bulge pressed up and into me through our clothes, but he didn’t make any move to relieve himself. He continued holding me until I drifted back to reality, raising my head back and blinking past the haze.
He was watching me, his eyes heated.
Oh . . .
We were in public and I—embarrassment flooded me until Jake’s mouth was on mine again. Hard. Demanding. He clipped out, “Whatever you’re fucking thinking, stop. That was the best goddamn thing to experience.” He gave me another kiss before turning and looking to the side. He cursed. “Can you move? Are you steady?”
I nodded, still reeling from what I’d just done and where.
“Good,” he grunted, giving me a firm kiss on the forehead. “We need to move.”
He stepped back, easing me down until I was standing on my feet. When I was solid enough, I gave him a nod. He took my hand, threading our fingers together, and led the way through the pub once again.
We were moving to the back.
“Baby.” A drunk guy grabbed my arm. His beer breath accosted me as he pressed up against me. “How about you and me take a trip to the bathr—” He choked off his words because in the next instant, Jake took his arm and shoved him back, going with him until he was slammed into the nearest wall. A bunch of people scattered, jumping out of the way. They weren’t happy. Some were shaking off their drinks that had been spilled.
Jake didn’t pay them attention. He was all in that guy’s space, bending down, leaning over him. His shirt was pulled taut over his back, showing just how rigid he was.
I blinked, all of it happened so fast, but I took a step to the side and blanched.
The guy’s eyes were wide, panicked. I saw why.
Jake had his gun out, pressed underneath the guy’s jawline.
Whatever he was saying, it had an effect. The guy swallowed nervously, his eyes darting from Jake to where he could feel the gun. He began nodding, his eyes begging, until Jake shoved him back.