Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 70628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
And Greg Wallace can tell me.
“Please, Buck. I need to talk to him. You can arrange it. Or Luke can.”
“Anyone can visit a prisoner. Of course it can be arranged. But Aspen, it’s not a good idea.”
“Please.”
“What would your father say?”
“We can ask him.”
“That’s not the point I was trying to make. Your father wants you safe. He wants you healing. You can heal now. You’ve got your revenge. All the people behind your abduction are either dead or are going to spend the rest of their lives in prison.”
“No,” I say, beginning to pace around the room. “It’s not enough, Buck. I need to know everything.”
29
BUCK
Yep.
I never doubt my hunches.
I had a feeling this wasn’t over.
And I was right.
Aspen is not going to let this lie. At least not yet.
Frankly, I’m glad Darnell is here. He and I will chat in the morning. Hopefully he’ll be able to talk Aspen out of continuing this.
Why would she want to see Greg Wallace? He’s a psychopath. A psychopath spending his life behind bars.
Apparently he couldn’t buy his way out like some of the other billionaires from that island.
If only I could fuck this need out of her.
But this is Aspen Davis. I can fuck her until the sun comes up, and I plan to, but none of that will change her mind.
“I’m serious,” Aspen says again. “I need to know everything.”
I grab her then. Meet her gaze and stare into those fiery brown eyes.
“You’re going to try to talk me out of it, aren’t you?”
“Hell no,” I say. “I’m not going to talk at all.”
I crush my mouth to hers.
She opens for me, which is not totally unexpected.
The chemistry between us has always sizzled, and we can’t resist each other.
She’s wrapped in a robe, and already my cock is hard for her.
I rake my fingers through her short hair, massage her scalp, and then I let one hand drop to the robe’s sash and untie it.
Then with both hands, I brush it off her shoulders. It falls into a puddle on the floor.
She’s naked then. Naked in my arms, and without breaking our kiss, I lead her to the bed.
The door is locked. I don’t know where Darnell is, and he’s certainly not at the front of my mind right now.
Nope. Lover’s six-foot six father? Big boner killer.
I wipe that from my mind.
This will be hard and fast. We’re good at that.
But first—
I spread her legs, and I touch between them.
She’s wet for me.
I inhale. She smells fresh, like soap and woman.
But between her legs is the ultimate delicacy. Her. Aspen. My beautiful Aspen.
I suck on her clit, thrust two fingers inside her, and she shoots, climaxing around my fingers.
That didn’t take long.
Not that I expected it to, after the day we had. She’s clamoring for release, and so am I.
I pull my cock out of my lounge pants, climb atop her, thrust inside.
Sweet, sweet relief.
I won’t be able to last either.
I pull out and thrust back in. Again. Again. Again.
Until—
“God!”
I release. I come. I give her everything. Everything in me. Everything—my heart, my soul—shoots out through my cock and into her.
The end of her climax and the beginning of mine, and as we soar together, reality hits me in the head.
I love this woman, but she won’t stop.
She won’t stop until she’s done.
So I have a choice.
Do I help her? Or do I hinder her?
Already I know the answer.
She’s my forever. I love her. And until she’s happy? I won’t be happy.
When the contractions finally cease and relaxation sweeps over me, I roll off of her. I turn on my side, my head on my shoulder.
“Baby?”
She opens her eyes and turns her head to look at me. “That was amazing,” she says.
“It was.”
Then she closes her eyes again.
“Baby?”
She opens them. “Yeah?”
“Whatever you need. I’m here for you. If you want to talk to Greg Wallace, I’ll make it happen.”
“Really?”
“I’m not saying I think it’s a good idea, baby. But I understand you. I understand you need more answers.”
“I do. And thank you.”
It’s not a lie. I do understand her need. I just think that sometimes there are more important things than the need for answers.
Like getting on with your life. Healing. Moving forward, not backward.
It took me a long time to understand that. Because I used to be exactly like Aspen.
Honor, courage, and commitment.
It’s what we learn as SEALs.
It’s why I did not break—why I did not give away my secrets—even during the most brutal punishment I’ve ever received.
And it’s what keeps me together now.
Humiliation threatens to overtake me.
But I control it.
I stay outside of myself. I do not focus inward.
I focus only on what I learned in training—how to control my emotions and my actions, regardless of circumstance.
The humiliation does not define me.
What someone else did to me does not define me.