Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 105756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
“Ada. Just say it.”
“It feels a little … complicated.”
“It’s not. It’s only complicated if you try to make it an issue when it really shouldn’t be. You’re my woman now, and being with me comes with perks. Enjoy them.”
Her lips twisted in a way like she was trying not to smile. “Your woman?”
I held her gaze, unflinching. “Yes.”
“Hmm.” Her smile broke free as she opened her sushi box and plucked out a roll.
“What does ‘hmm’ mean?” I questioned, studying her as she ate.
“I don’t know. It just feels like I should hate being referred to that way, but I … well, strangely, I like it,” she confessed, and my chest filled with possessive pride.
Our gazes held. Tension filled the air. I had to grip my fingers around the armrest of my chair to keep from abandoning the food and pulling her across my lap.
“Some of the ladies at Pinebrook were talking about you today,” she went on, piquing my interest. I raised an eyebrow, and she chuckled. “Well, they said they ran into you the other day when you brought me lunch and that you were a perfect gentleman. Jackie asked if I’d pass on a message that she’s ready to elope with you if you’re on board.”
I grinned and shook my head, my gaze softening as I stared at her across the desk. “Tell her I’m unfortunately already spoken for.”
Ada laughed, her cheeks flushing, and I absorbed the sound. Something about her laughter made the usual self-hatred within me feel less so. That was the thing, when I was around her, I didn’t despise myself as much as I normally did.
It was a sweet reprieve.
“I love that sound,” I told her low, unable to help it. “You’re so fucking beautiful, and when you laugh like that, it’s even more unbearable.”
Her cheeks flushed harder as she set down her food. “Jonathan.”
“Yes?”
Her gaze flickered to mine, seeming shy, “Your beauty is a little unbearable for me, too, sometimes.”
A grin split my cheeks. “Is that so?”
She nodded and returned her attention to her food. We ate in quiet for a few minutes before we chatted about work and whether we should go out to dinner tomorrow night. Both of us would’ve preferred to stay in, but I was determined to actually court her rather than just strip her naked every chance I got.
Speaking of which, when we finished lunch and Ada went to wash her hands in my private bathroom, I couldn’t resist slipping in behind her. Her eyes held mine in the mirror as I turned the lock over then approached her and dipped my mouth to her neck. A shiver shook her body as my palm trailed down her stomach, along her thighs and down farther to the hem of her skirt. Without hesitation, I hitched it up, revealing black, lacy underwear and a peachy backside.
“We shouldn’t,” she whispered as I pressed my erection between her cheeks and held her to me.
“Yeah, we should,” I countered gruffly as my other hand travelled around her front, sliding easily past the fabric of her knickers and delving into her heat. “You’re wet,” I breathed, scraping my teeth across her earlobe. Her chest rose and fell as she watched me through the mirror. “I want to fuck you against this sink then come all over your perfect fucking arse,” I growled, and a moan escaped her.
“But I don’t have any condoms here,” I went on, and she turned her head, her hand sliding across my jaw as she sent me a look of trust.
“That’s okay. I actually started taking the pill since we’ve been sleeping together,” she glanced down, a little shy. “I want to feel you. I haven’t been with anyone in …” her words trailed off as she lowered her gaze, clearly embarrassed as she went on, not looking at me, “In over three years.”
Why did I like that so much? God, I was more of a possessive caveman than I’d given myself credit for. “I was tested after my last partner about six months ago.”
“Good,” she nodded and pulled my mouth to hers, kissing me while I ground my dick into her arse and played with her clit. She arched her spine, and I groaned at how incredible it felt.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I told her reverently. “All day long, I can hardly focus for thinking of you.”
“I can’t stop either,” she breathed. “We might have a problem.”
I bent her over the sink, our gazes still connected in the mirror as I asked, “This still okay?”
“Very okay,” she replied, and I deftly loosened my belt and undid my fly. Next, I tugged her knickers down her thighs, wrapping my arms around her to carefully lift her. I pulled them off entirely and dropped them somewhere on the floor.
A second later, I was back on her, sliding into her bare, the sensation blowing my mind. It had been a long time since I’d been with a woman without protection. Normally, it took months, or even years, to feel that comfortable with a partner. But I craved Ada like no one else. I needed the intimacy of being inside her skin to skin more than I needed air to breathe.