Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“That’s right, baby. Use my cock to make yourself come. Let me feel that tight pussy squeeze the fuck out of me until I have to force my way back inside.”
His filthy words set me off. He wrapped my hair around his fist and held my gaze as I flew apart, not letting me look away. I felt incredibly vulnerable and exposed, but it was worth it to watch his face as he drove up into me. His hazel eyes darkened with passion, his cheeks filled with a ruddy color, and a muscle jumped in his jaw. He’d never looked sexier than the moment he lost all control and growled my name.
“Kinsley!”
His body shook beneath mine as he filled me with his hot come. My breath caught in my throat at the depth of emotion in his gaze, and then the moment was broken when he closed his eyes. But it didn’t stop me from feeling a rush of emotion as he wrapped his arms around me and held me close. I was overwhelmed by the depth of it, stunned into silence as my brain caught up to my heart and put a name to it…love.
Somehow, I’d broken the first rule in the deal I’d made with my husband, and I had no idea what I was going to do about it.
…
One night later, I still hadn’t wrapped my head around the idea that I was falling in love with Sullivan. Dinner with his parents had been delicious, but I’d barely tasted it, since I was in a daze. I also hadn’t contributed much to the conversation because I’d barely been able to follow along.
“Kinsley.”
My head jerked up at the bite in Sullivan’s tone when he said my name. Everyone was staring at me, and I blushed when I realized I’d completely zoned out. “Sorry. What?”
“Nothing important, dear,” his mom answered. “Could you help me with dessert while the men talk business?”
“Sure.”
I felt Sullivan’s gaze follow me as I left the table and went into the kitchen with his mom, but I didn’t look back. I couldn’t, not without blurting out the three little words I knew he didn’t want to hear from me.
“You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders,” Lynn said after she pulled a gorgeous white chocolate raspberry cheesecake out of the fridge. It had my mouth watering for a slice. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Thanks, but everything’s okay. I think I’m still on Australian time or something.” I crept my fingers along the counter toward the dessert. “But if you’d like to give me a little taste of that before we feed the guys, I definitely wouldn’t say no.”
“Go ahead,” she laughed, slicing a big wedge and putting it on a plate she slid my way. “Us girls have to stick together.”
I took the fork she handed me and used it to shove a big bite of cheesecake into my mouth. It wasn’t exactly ladylike, but Lynn and I were family now, and I wanted a taste too badly to care about manners. Lucky for me, she didn’t seem to mind, since she grabbed herself a slice, too, and stood there eating it with me at the counter. It was nice, a bonding moment between the two of us as we ate pilfered cheesecake without the guys knowing.
“No matter how much a couple is in love, adjusting to married life isn’t easy.”
My mother-in-law sure did know how to hit straight to the heart of girl talk, but there was no way in hell I was ever going to complain to his mom about our relationship. Not when my role was to convince her how much in love we were with each other.
“It’s not that.” I licked the crumbs off my fork and waved it toward the kitchen door. “Things with Sullivan are great.”
“You can deny it all you want, but it’s obvious that something’s on your mind. I’m a mom, honey. You can’t pull the wool over my eyes.”
I was surprised when I blurted, “It’s my brother. He’s had spine issues for years and had surgery about a week after the wedding.”
“Oh no! I’m sorry to hear that. Has he taken a turn for the worse? Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Thanks for the offer, but I have him set up at an amazing rehab facility that’s taking excellent care of him. His progress has been great,” I explained. “I think I’ve just spent so much time worrying about him that it’s become a habit. Now that he was able to get the surgery he needed after we thought it was impossible because the insurance company was dragging their feet on approving it, I’m going to need to get used to worrying about him less.”
“I can’t believe Sullivan rushed you into a wedding and swept you away for a three-week honeymoon in Australia when your brother needed you home. That boy of mine, I hope you can teach him how to slow down and enjoy life instead of barreling ahead with all of his focus on work.”