Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Pleasure suffused her, taking control of her body until her knees nearly buckled. He caught her around the waist and lifted her into his arms. He liked to play and she expected him to lift her up and toss her on the mattress. Instead, he was so gentle the sweetness brought a lump to her throat. He was being careful because she was pregnant and though she understood, she liked his gruffer ways in bed.
“I won’t break, you know, and neither will the baby. Stop thinking so hard,” she said, propping herself up on her elbows.
“Okay then.” He hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them down, leaving her naked on the bed.
He rose and rid himself of his pants and boxer briefs, his thick erection standing upright and ready. Grasping his cock, he gripped and pumped his hand up and down, a drop of precum coating the tip.
He put one knee on the bed and climbed on. “Spread your legs,” he said in that gruff, commanding tone that turned her on. Wetness oozed out of her as she complied.
He climbed over her and positioned his cock at her entrance and without waiting, thrust into her. He filled her so she felt him everywhere and he began to pound into her hard, giving her no reprieve.
Nor did she want one.
She loved the feeling of him inside her, sparking every nerve ending and immediately causing her to climb toward a fast orgasm. She’d asked him not to go easy on her and he wasn’t. But he knew exactly how to make her come.
Grasping her hands, he drew them up and over her head, not allowing her to hold on to anything as he continued to drive into her. She squeezed her inner muscles around him and he groaned at the sensation. So she did it again.
“You’re a tease,” he said.
“I’m doing my best,” she told him, then bent her knees and dug her feet into the mattress, hoping it prevented her from falling headfirst off the end of the bed. Not that she thought he’d let her.
The movement of her legs shifted their hips and suddenly he hit her G-spot with every thrust. Pleasure consumed her, causing her to soar, losing track of time and place. From far away she heard a low groan as Jared came right after her.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to catch her breath.
He rolled off her, staying close.
“When I said I wouldn’t break, I didn’t mean to test me,” she managed to say, a light laugh escaping her lips.
“You gave me permission to let go. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He sounded concerned and rolled to his side, propping his head up with one hand.
She reached out and rubbed the worry lines between his brows. “Of course not. That was incredible.”
“It was, wasn’t it?” he asked with a grin.
She’d already lowered her arms and now stretched them again over her head.
Taking her off guard, he placed his hand on her belly. “It’s really happening,” he said, as if in awe.
She covered his hand with hers. “It really is. I hope you and I get along as well as I do with Noah.”
“Our relationship is not going to be anything like yours and Noah’s.”
“What?”
“It’s going to be better because we have feelings for each other. No panicking,” he said before she could do just that.
She looked into his perfect face, his expression calm, no stress in sight. “Jared—”
“Nope. Let’s go shower.” From his firm tone of voice, she knew she wouldn’t get him to talk about this anymore.
But she wasn’t about to forget what he’d said.
* * *
Jared kept Charlotte too busy to talk last night and she’d passed out from physical exhaustion before she could question him about his having feelings comment. The words had just come out and he didn’t want to give her time to decipher them any more than she’d wanted to hear them. Sex had been the perfect distraction.
Charlotte was in the main area of the suite prepping the coffee machine and making him a cup before he needed to leave for home, to shower and get to work. He walked in from the bedroom wearing his suit pants and shirt from last night just as the hotel phone rang.
Charlotte picked up the receiver. “Hello?” She listened, then said, “Oh! Sure! Send him up!” she said, excitement in her voice.
“Who’s the visitor?” he asked.
She turned toward him, a cup of coffee in hand. “My brother, Dan. I left him a message the other day and gave him my new address and the hotel info. Listen, he’s not like me.” She handed him the cup. “He works as a delivery guy unless he’s out of work because he’s been fired. But deep down, he’s a good person. He just… drops out of touch too often. I haven’t seen him since I’ve been back,” she explained quickly, because her brother was on his way up.