Beckett Pearce: A Standalone Frenemies to Lovers, Opposites Attract, Billionaire Romance (Escape With An Alpha - Billionaires Book 3) by Nina Levine

Author:Nina Levine [Levine, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nina Levine Publishing
Published: 2021-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

27

Jenna

I ate dessert faster than I’ve ever eaten dessert.

A woman has no option but to do that when a man like Beckett Pearce is making promises all over the place about where he’s going to put his mouth.

And holy hell if he’s not making good on those promises right now.

I grasp his hair with one hand while madly flinging my other arm out to try to find something to latch onto. Anything. I need to brace myself for what he’s doing with his tongue. “How do you know to do these things?” I demand, my thoughts a tumbling mess of letters scattering themselves throughout my brain. Useless, useless letters that don’t even know how to go together anymore. “Why did I take so long to know you know how to do these things?” I arch my back on the seat of his car. “Oh God, Beckett, I am going to die. Just make me come already.”

The man does not make me come already.

He doesn’t even continue trying to make me come.

No, he lifts his head and looks at me. Granted, it’s the kind of wild, impure look I like—really like—but still, he needs to put his mouth back where he just had it. And he needs to do that now. “Give me your hand.”

Oh Jesus.

There’s something way too hot about a man wearing a suit with the top few buttons of his shirt undone, looking at me the way Beckett is, with eyes like his, telling me to give him my hand in that deep, growly voice of his that gets me a whole lot more than bothered.

I mean, bothered isn’t even really a word that should be in my vocabulary when it comes to Beckett. It doesn’t convey well enough just how turned on I am.

I am in a state of disarray right now.

My thoughts are a jumble.

My body is alive in a way I’m not certain one orgasm will even begin to be enough.

My vagina, well, she’s not certain she can ever live without this man.

And good God, if he doesn’t touch my breasts soon, they may just unattach themselves from my chest and relocate to wherever his hands are. And yes, I’m aware unattach isn’t even a word. See: state of disarray.

I give him my hand.

“I don’t ever want you to wear a suit again,” I throw out, my brain putting words together that I never imagined it ever joining in one sentence.

The way his mouth forms a sexy line that goes well with those seductive eyes of his only increases my state of disarray. “I’m not noting that,” he says as he guides my fingers to my clit.

I arch my back again when he directs me to rub my clit, his fingers staying with mine, working with mine. This act coupled with his gaze remaining firmly on mine is hot as hell. The gentle vibrations of the car help too.

Beckett likes to direct me to touch myself.

I like that too.

A lot.

Mostly because it brings out the look in his eyes that I’m currently staring at.

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