Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 126602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
I dropped my head, buried my face in her neck, and started to move.
We touched everywhere, like we did when we were hurried, but we spent time. I memorized Shayla’s body and the way it moved beneath me and with me. I took her breasts into my mouth. They were small, and her nipples were so hard against my tongue. Her skin tasted like honey. Her ass filled my hands. She was perfect.
I fucked her with her legs on my shoulders and pressed against her chest. I kept it slow even when her second orgasm took her and she begged, “Please please please,” fighting the urge to buck my hips. I wanted to pound us both into tomorrow. I wanted to fuck this girl so she felt me next week. I wanted her voice in my ear and her hands guiding me and her mouth against mine, every fucking second of every day. I wanted her knowing how I felt, and being scared shitless didn’t stop me. I came inside her and I said it.
“I wanna be yours,” I panted, watching her eyes dilate and blink wider as she took in what I was saying. “You at my back, stickin’ up for me, and there when I’m fuckin’ terrified…I wanna go to you and I want you tellin’ me I can. I wanna be yours, Shayla.”
Our hearts pounded together.
I wanted that every day too.
“I want that so bad,” she whispered. “And I will stay at your back and stick up for you always, Sean. I won’t leave.”
“Promise that.”
“Sweetie...” She tenderly stroked my face.
“Promise that,” I repeated, staring into her eyes. “You won’t leave, ever. Say it.”
“I won’t leave, ever,” she vowed.
I buried my face in her neck and held her, and Shayla clung to me, stroking her fingers softly up and down my back.
We shifted so I was under her and her body was lying across mine, her leg draped over my hip, her cheek on my chest.
I had Shayla in my arms, I just came hard—my eyes closed the second my head touched the pillow. I couldn’t fight it.
Her voice filled my head as I drifted off.
“I want you to have all the love in the world, Sean. You deserve that. And I won’t stop until you get it.”
Chapter Nineteen
SHAYLA
Thirteen Days Later
It was Saturday, I was working a shift at Whitecaps with both Kali and Tori. Sean was here. The weather was gorgeous, meaning people were out and about, leading to a steady lunch rush that had just ended. Everyone stopping in seemed to be in the mood to tip.
It was a good day.
If I was being honest, though, it would’ve been a good day running the floor by myself with gross weather keeping patrons at bay, except for the stragglers coming in dealing out shitty tips.
As long as Sean was in that kitchen, nothing was corrupting my mood.
We’d been together for several weeks now, and things were fantastic. More than fantastic. Not only with us, but Sean was getting to spend time with his girls at least a couple times a week.
I loved hearing about those visits.
As much as I wanted to experience them with him, I said no each time I was invited. It was more important to me for Sean to get that alone time with Caroline and Fiona. Besides, hearing about it was possibly better than being there anyway. He gushed on his girls. It was both sweet and sexy.
The other thing making life fantastic lately was the steps we were talking toward healing him.
Sean had taken that list of names I’d given him and handed it back to me a week later, telling me he’d see whoever I cleared. He was trusting me with something that important. Possibly the most important.
Sean wanted me at his back. I was standing at his front, too. Nobody got to him without getting through me.
I told him that after securing the list I had plans to nitpick as soon as possible. Then I watched Sean gesture at his back seat instead of getting out of his truck.
He did not have to gesture twice.
Back-seat-of-his-truck Sean was insane. Hot. Sexy. Slow. Fogged windows. His moans amplified.
Mother of God, it was awesome.
I was happy for a lot of reasons lately; stellar sex and a hopping business will do that to a person, but deep down in my heart, I was happiest because Sean was getting what he deserved out of this life.
Kindness. Love. Friendship. Respect. Compassion. All of it given freely.
So, even though I was having a good day today, it wasn’t out of the ordinary. I had a lot of good days lately.
“Guess what?”
Tori, dashing out of the employee lounge, slid up beside me at the register and nudged my hip.
I looked over at her grinning face. “You’re engaged? I knowww,” I teased.