Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 115964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Just. Fucking. More.
She gasped, her neck arching. She reached back for me, one hand grabbed onto my shoulder. Her other hand was against the wall.
I sank right back inside, knowing that was home to me.
So tight. So greedy.
Mine.
“Raize!”
Her hands clamped down harder, her fingers sinking in. I’d feel her nails scraping soon.
I didn’t stop.
Jesus.
This feeling.
Being inside her.
It was the closest experience to heaven I’d ever get.
I moved my thumb down, rubbing her and needing her to come.
She always fought, wanting to come with me. No way.
Her first. Always.
But damn, I was close.
“Babe, you gotta come.”
She started to lift herself up.
I clamped down on her hips, holding her and I just moved with her, thrusting even deeper.
A low guttural moan came from her, and she froze for a second. “Holy—Raize!”
I moved my thumb over her clit, pushing, rubbing, caressing.
“Now.”
She was fighting it.
“Now.”
She exploded in my arms, and I held her through the waves until she had stopped trembling. After that, it was all me. Taking her from the shower, I moved her to the bathroom counter. Her legs were positioned. “Arms up.”
She snapped forward, pressing her palms against the mirror, and then I lined up.
I sank in, and bent over her, claiming her with every goddamn stroke inside of her.
I wanted her to feel me for the next month.
She started tensing again, and as I continued sliding in and out, she moaned again. “Raize.” Her eyes were closed and she was panting.
I repositioned, pulling her up. I wrapped one hand around her chest, anchoring her to me, and continued moving up into her as I slid my hand down her front and back to her clit.
She fell back, her head and entire body resting against me as I worked her over once more, and as she climaxed, I was shooting myself into her.
We got her on birth control, during a stop and I was thankful.
Bare was the only way I wanted her from now on. We both collapsed and I waited until my legs could move again before carrying her into the bedroom and lowering her down onto the bed.
“You okay?”
She groaned, stretching out and smiled up at me.
The best satiated smile I’d seen on her face.
She whispered, “Yeah. I’m good.”
I chuckled, but checked my phone.
The text stopped everything.
Unknown: We can meet now.
Unknown. Here. 2:30 am.
Unknown: image
“Raize?” Ash sat up, frowning. “What’s wrong?”
I checked the time.
1:34 am.
They sent a map of where to meet. We had a fifty-minute drive ahead of us.
I said, “We have to go.”
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Ash
Jake and Cavers stayed back. I had no idea why, and so did Gus.
When we arrived, I wasn’t totally sure what we were doing here. Abram had a grim set to his face so I was guessing he knew and Verónica seemed as clueless as me. We were both wired, because how could you not be?
It was the middle of the night.
We were meeting beneath the Canadian border, which was on the other side of this gigantic lake. Or maybe the lake crossed the border? I wasn’t sure and driving up here, there’d been no time to question Raize on what was going on. Or it didn’t feel right.
Raize talked the entire drive up, which was also different. There was a sense of urgency to his voice, and he didn’t talk to Abram or myself. He talked only to his sister. He’d been a different Raize. It was the brother version of him. He’d been teasing her, getting her to smile, getting her to talk, getting her to open up and relax. They talked, finally, as if they were long-lost best friends and there was no tension or bad history or nothing between them.
All that changed when we pulled into a back gravel road that wound through dense forest. The trees were almost intimidating, but then the road opened up to a beach. The sounds of lapping waves were almost refreshing, along with the smell. There was something about water. It was clearing, pure.
Raize parked, keeping his lights on.
We just saw water. There was no one else there.
That changed after we’d taken a few steps.
Two individuals came down from an embankment. They skimmed over the dirt, landing on the beach twenty feet from us and immediately Raize and Abram had their guns in the air.
The taller one, who was a guy, held his hands up. He came closer, dressed in dark clothing, a stocking cap that was pulled low over his head. Dreadlocks peeked out from underneath. He was wiry. The female with him was dressed the same, but shorter. A little more petite. She had orange hair and she held her hands up, too. She shared a look with her companion, then approached slowly.
“We’re the ones you came to meet.”
Raize didn’t say anything.
Neither did anyone else.
The woman narrowed her eyes, but added, “I’m Carol.” She motioned just behind her. “That’s Blade. You reached out to us.”