Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Um, yes, I guess I could do that?” She looks to her father, and he nods.
“That’s a great idea. It will give you two a chance to talk.”
She tries to pull her hand from mine, but I give it a gentle but firm squeeze, letting her know that it’s not happening. The little scowl she gives me is adorable, and if I wasn’t already madly in love with her, that one look might do it.
“Where would you like to go?” she asks, and I don’t miss her sigh.
“Your room?” I offer, and she rolls her eyes.
“As I suspected you’d say.”
“All right then, how about your favorite room in the house?” She shrugs and leads the way, and I follow along beside her, holding her hand and gently tracing my thumb over the back of it.
“It’s beautiful here,” I say in passing, and she nods.
“I’ll be sad to leave it.” She doesn’t look at me as she says it, but I let it slide.
We walk through a long hall with large windows and sunshine streaming in. At the end of it is what looks like a glass gazebo with flowers and plants.
“This is the conservatory, where I like to come and read.” I drop her hand as she walks over to one of the flowers and leans down to smell it. “It’s quiet here, and the sunshine makes me feel happy. Plus it smells nice.”
“It does,” I agree as I tuck my hands into my pants and follow her around. She names the plants and then talks about the books she’s reading. She seems calmer as she talks about what she loves and part of me wonders if she’ll ever speak of me like that. “And this one?” We’re on the far side of the room surrounded by greenery, and I notice a flower on the vines.
“That’s white jasmine.” She smiles as she reaches out and takes a blossom, then holds it out for me.
I take it from her and then bring it to my nose while I keep my eyes on her. “It reminds me of you.” She swallows hard as I take a step toward her and bring the flower up to her cheek. “Tell me, my bride, do you taste as sweet?”
Using the petals of the flower, I trail them down her neck and watch as her breath catches. Bending down, I run my nose over the same place and inhale the nectar while my lips linger on her skin.
“Tell me, Amelia, are you as pure as this flower?” I open my mouth below her ear and let my tongue taste her, just a little. “Have you saved yourself for me?”
Her body shivers as I gently pull her against me, and I know she can feel how hard I am.
“Have you saved yourself for me?” Her words are meant to be cutting, but she’s turned on, and it nearly comes out as a moan.
“Sweet wife-to-be, do you think I could possibly stand the sight of another woman while I had you in my sights?”
My teeth graze her neck as she tilts her head back. “W-what?”
Her sweater has ridden up, and I can’t help when my fingers find the bare skin of her stomach and follow it upward. When I reach the cup of her bra, I pull it down and pinch the tight peak waiting for me.
“How could I want anything except this?”
“But-but you—oh god.” I’ve backed her against the table behind her, and her legs have spread, sending her skirt up her thighs.
“Let me have a taste of what I’m promised.” My mouth moves up her jaw as my fingers slide up her skirt and to her panties. “It’s only fair I should see all that’s mine.”
She gasps when my finger dips inside to her wet lips, and then I kiss her to keep her quiet. I circle her clit before pushing into her opening and then groan at how wet she is.
“Amelia? Felipe? Are you in here?” her mother calls, and Amelia jerks away with wide eyes.
I take my hand out of her panties, and she jumps down from the table, righting her skirt. She watches me as she fixes her clothes, and I bring that warm wet finger to my mouth and suck it clean.
“You’re an animal,” she hisses as she tries to push past me.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it.” I lick my lips as my hand goes around her wrist. “Because your pussy says otherwise.”
“I was thinking of someone else.” She raises her chin in challenge, and for a moment I’m angry, even though the other person was me.
“Careful, bride, or I’ll remind you of who you belong to.”
“How could I forget? The most eligible playboy in the city. Just make sure you get checked before the wedding night. I don’t want to get something on me that I can't wash off.” She jerks her hand out of my hold and turns away from me. “In here, Mom, I’m coming.”