Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
So fucking amazing.
She made him ache for her.
He was desperate to get his cock inside her and to feel her tight heat surrounding him, but he held himself back and just basked in the pleasure of her building orgasm.
Daniel wanted her to come, needed it, and only then was he going to fuck her. For years, he’d been tempted by her sweet presence, and now, finally, he was going to have a taste.
He moved his tongue back up to her clit and began to rock back and forth, building her excitement with every passing second. She grew closer to that peak, and when she was at the edge, he didn’t torment her. He kept her there, poised at the brink, and then he pushed her over, holding her tightly, letting her know she could trust him.
There was no way he would let her go.
Holding onto her tightly, he kept a firm grip of her, and then, when she couldn’t take any more of his ministrations, he moved up her body, and gripping his rock-hard cock, as he’d already pushed his boxer briefs off his body, he moved between her silken folds.
Daniel stared into her eyes, looking into the warm green of her gaze, and then, inch by inch, he sunk inside her, going deep, driving harder, and he heard her subtle moan as he slid to the hilt.
Chapter Four
Amy jerked awake and quickly glanced over at the clock, to see it was a little after eight. She opened the café later that day, as she had shorter hours on Sundays.
Taking a deep breath, she glanced around the bedroom as the events of the night before came rushing back to her. Daniel coming to the café to keep an eye on her. Forcing her to sit and eat while he served customers. Him staying, she inviting him back for dinner, but they didn’t eat food.
She glanced at the side of her, and saw the bed was empty, but it did have an indent to show he’d been there at some point. Dropping her face into her hands, she couldn’t believe what she’d done. She had sex with Daniel and he’d left.
She blew out a breath, and then shoved the blanket off her body. As she padded over to the bathroom, she heard a noise coming from downstairs, and she frowned. Glancing down at her nakedness, she quickly grabbed a robe and then began to make her way downstairs. As she did so, she also picked up the trusty bat she kept stored behind one of her planters in the small corridor, which gave the home a nice, loving feel. At least, it did to her. She loved plants. With a bat in her hand, she slowly tiptoed downstairs and then came to a stop at the doorway of the kitchen.
“You know, you don’t sneak around as well as you think you do,” Daniel said. She stepped into the doorway of her kitchen, bat still in hand.
“You’re still here,” Amy said.
He was shirtless, but she saw he wore his jeans, even though she had removed them in the main doorway last night.
Daniel chuckled. “Yeah, I’m still here. I figured you would be feeling hungry seeing as you and I didn’t get to eat last night.” He rested his knuckles on the counter and leaned over to look at her. “Are you ready for breakfast? It’s nearly done.”
Amy opened her mouth, closed it, and then glanced down at herself. She’d not even used the bathroom.
“I’ll go and get dressed.” She had no idea what to say to him. He was still in her home, even after he had sex. According to Penelope, most men were out the door the moment they got what they wanted. She didn’t know what Daniel wanted, but it didn’t matter. He was still here, and she needed to get her head back in the game.
Rushing upstairs, she returned her bat to its resting place. She had never had a break-in, but her father and grandfather had always taught her to be prepared. They didn’t want her to be caught unarmed.
She walked back into her bedroom and went straight to the en suite. Amy didn’t linger. Using the toilet, she washed her hands, brushed her teeth, and then combed her hair before going straight to the bedroom.
Amy opened her wardrobe, and even though it was early, she knew it was going to be a hot day. It was Sunday, and she always considered this a slow day. She loved taking it easy and relaxing, even at the café.
She opted for a dress that was fitted at the bust and waist, but then flared out into a full, floaty skirt to her ankle. She wore a pair of flats, and quickly tied her hair back. No makeup, and she was on her way downstairs to where Daniel was plating up the food.