Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
She pulled her mouth from mine and stepped away.
“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
She gave me a wicked grin. “You’ll have to catch me first.”
Turning, she ran to the edge of the water and crashed through the shallows of the lake, diving into the moonlit water. When she resurfaced, water burst upward and danced in the air like diamonds.
“You want it, you come and get it,” she called into the indigo light.
She didn’t need to ask twice. I ripped off my clothes until I was standing there buck naked and armed with a raging erection. It was heavy and tapped my belly as I entered the lake and dove into the water.
When I found her, she came to me and curled her silkiness around me.
We kissed like teenagers and she wound her arms around my neck, getting as close to me as she could. When I entered her, her lips trembled against mine as I held her by her thighs and took control of the motion. She panted into my mouth with every wet kiss until her body quaked, and she cried her pleasure into the dark wilderness. When she came down, I walked her to the shore and placed her down on the sand.
“What are you doing?” she asked as I trailed wet kisses down her soft belly.
I opened her legs and looked up at her from between her thighs.
“I meant what I said. I’m going to do things to this beautiful body of yours that will blow your mind.”
And burying my face into the soft warmth of her pussy, I did exactly as I had promised.
Later, when our mutual moans rippled in the moonlit night and then disappeared like smoke, we took another swim in the lake. She’d made me come twice, and I’d made her come so many times she was left spent and as supple as a ragdoll in the sand.
Now we swam together, looking at each other across the milky ribbon of light on the water.
She was so beautiful it hurt. Creamy skin glittering with water. Big full lips. Hair cascading down her flawless body like satin. Eyes gleaming like precious stones.
Walls had plummeted. Pieces of armor had broken off and fallen away. And in the bright moonlight, I felt my heart open for the first time in years.
In our time together, she’d only mentioned Wendy to me once, and I had deflected it. But now… now I wanted to share things with her. Let her know who I was. What I had lost. That I wasn’t emotionally dead. That it was the guilt that erected the walls around my heart. Walls that no one but her had managed to break down.
I told her that it was my fault.
That my wife and unborn child died because I put the club first.
That I had never known a pain like it, and having felt it, promised myself I would never feel it again.
That it was guilt that kept me holding on.
That for years I didn’t think I deserved more.
But now she had come along…and maybe I was wrong…
I told her about begging the medical examiner to know the sex of my unborn baby. About how he’d told me it was a girl. My daughter. A beautiful angel who would never feel the warmth of the sun on her face or the love of her father’s embrace.
Then I pulled her to me and slid my palms across her wet cheeks, and felt the connection between us strengthen.
I didn’t declare my love for her.
Didn’t look her in her big, beautiful dark eyes and whisper sweet nothings to her.
But I did open up my heart to her, and when I kissed her, I made sure she felt it too.
BULL
After the lake, we spent the night at her apartment. But the following morning, I had to leave early.
I didn’t want to leave.
I wanted to spend the morning worshipping her body.
But I had to meet with Spider, our slimy but reliable informant in the seedy underbelly of our county.
He had important information about Gimmel Martel.
Important information that couldn’t wait.
The Slip N’ Slide was a seedy strip joint just past the Last Horizon trailer park. It was a place where women twirled on slippery poles as men with nowhere better to be drank watered-down booze, and stuffed crumpled dollar bills into thong bikini bottoms before heading off to the bathroom to jerk off. I pulled up in an alley behind the club and walked inside through the back door. Immediately, the stench of stale smoke and spilled liquor ground into my nostrils. It was also dark, so I took my glasses off. Here in the shadows there was no pain. I looked around, taking a moment for my eyes to adjust.
The place smelled of desperation and sleaze.
It looked even worse.
Across the room, a girl with dead eyes and a blank face slid up and down a pole in front of an audience of three.