Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
"No. Never. The only disgust I feel is toward the bastard that did this to you. I'm in awe of you Lilly. I always have been, long before I knew about this. It hasn't changed anything." His lips pull up in a small sad smile.
I stare at him for a long time, studying his deep blue eyes, his full lips. He grabs my face in both hands and leans his forehead against mine. "I'm so sorry sugar." He breathes against my lips. For the first time in days I feel as though I can breathe, as though he's physically pumping oxygen into my atmosphere. "I love you." He whispers. I crumble and fall against his chest, gravitating towards the safety of his embrace. He wraps his strong arms around me, holding me tightly. I bury my face in his neck, inhaling the wonderfully rich scent of him. "It's okay. I'm here." He whispers over and over. Theo is not a man to take comfort in, but he’s my man to take comfort in.
I pull back and press my lips to his firmly. He kisses me tenderly, making me feel his love. I melt into him and fuse my body against his, as though his very essence is essential to my survival right now. My hands cling to his back as he holds my face, stroking his thumbs over my jaw as his lips soothe me.
I pull at the hem of the oversized T-shirt I'm wearing, pulling it up and over my head, leaving me completely naked. He holds my face as he pulls back slightly.
"Lilly, we don't have to do that." He whispers, though I can see the desire in his dark eyes.
"Make me feel strong Theo." I whisper against his lips, a groan rumbles from his throat before his lips crash back down over mine. I claw at his shirt and pull it over his head. My hands run over the thick muscles of his torso, my fingers trace the lines and valleys of his abs, before hooking into the waistband of his jeans. He stands abruptly and drops them to the ground before stepping out of them. The sight of Theo naked is something I will never get used to. He's perfect in every way. His broad defined chest, those chiselled abs and his guidelines which drop down to his beautiful cock and his thickly muscled legs. He's all man, so incredibly virile and pure alpha male.
He bends down and picks me up around my waist. I wrap my legs around him, his feverishly hot skin heats the insides of my thighs as they press against him. I crush my lips to his as he moves us. He sits on one of the sun loungers, holding me so that I’m hovering just above his cock. His hand slips between my legs, brushing against me gently. His teeth graze my earlobe. His touch is gentle, careful. His lips, tongue and teeth work over my exposed throat. He dips a finger inside me and my body tightens, trying to pull him deeper, begging for more. His finger retreats and is quickly replaced with the head of his cock. He lowers me onto him before pulling back up. He holds my arse, his biceps bulging as he flexes my weight easily. I run my hands over his strong muscles, complimented so beautifully by the ink work winding over his skin.
"Please, Theo." I whimper. His lips leave my neck and his gaze meets mine, he holds my stare as I sink all the way onto him. I cry out, the feeling of him buried inside me is exquisite. His intense blue eyes grip me, making it hard to breathe. That one look makes me feel loved, adored, wanted, needed and strong. I feel unbreakably strong in this man's arms.
I rock my hips against him, my eyes never leaving his. He just holds me close whilst I take what I need from him, his forehead against mine, placing gentle kisses on my face and lips. His hands stroke my back, my face, my hair. This is more than sex, this is something I can’t explain. Some things just don’t need an explanation. When I finally climax I cry out his name as my body trembles. He growls my name, his eyes never leaving mine. The moment is so unbearably intense, yet so incredibly sweet.
I sit there with him for what feels like hours as he just holds me, strokes my hair, my skin, my lips until I start to feel the shiver of the night air. Silently he picks me up and walks me inside, down the stairs and into his bedroom. He places me on the bed and climbs in with me, pulling me onto his enormous chest. I press my face against the smooth skin and almost instantly fall asleep.