Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
After holding my need for her firmly in check these past two years it seems as if the leash I’d had on myself was fraying and about to pop now that she was free. I don’t have much hope in my being able to behave now that I finally have her in my lair.
I was nervous I realized as I started pacing back and forth. I’d never had my woman with me before, hadn’t been prepared for this eventuality. I don’t have the first clue what the correct protocol should be in a situation like this and I’m afraid of making the wrong move.
My heart and mind says to wait, to take care of her first. No doubt she’s feeling raw and emotionally drained. But my dick has his own thoughts on the matter, and I’m afraid that he’s not about to wait even if I’m tempted to give her more time. Fuck!
I downed the glass of bourbon in one shot and poured myself another. Why should I wait? Because of him? Does she want me to wait? What about her, what does she want? Does she even know the answer to that question? What’s most fair to her?
I played around with those questions trying to find the right answers but it was like butting my head against the wall. I only know what I want and what I want more than anything is to have her beneath me as soon as possible.
I tormented myself until I finally accepted that it didn’t matter if I took her now or later because she’s mine. There’s nothing I can or will do that would hurt her. So there’s no reason why I can’t have her whenever, however I want. My cock throbbed at the thought.
With my mind made up I stared down at the park and sipped the second shot of bourbon not really tasting it. I was finally starting to relax for the first time since receiving that phone call. It’s only now that I realize how tense I’d been this whole time.
Funny, I’m never phased when dealing with my own matters, but because it’s her I’d lost all my damn common sense. I want to stand in front of her and take the hits but right now I still have no idea what we’re dealing with. I’m hoping Kev would have all I need by morning. Other than that I’m not sure what else to do for her.
When I thought enough time had passed I went after her. The way my heart beat with each step towards her I knew the decision had been taken out of my hands. There was no point in me fighting my own natural instinct any longer. I’d waited long enough to have her. I won’t wait a second more.
She was just getting out of the tub when I opened the door and walked into the room. She took one look at me and yelped before dropping her ass back down in the water with her hand trying in vain to cover her bountiful chest.
I ignored her show of modesty and walked across the room to pick up the towel. I figured the sooner she gets use to me the better. I looked down at her and she stared back at me with those wide beautiful eyes while I stood next to the tub waiting. Neither of us uttered a word as I ate her up with my eyes.
She’s so damn beautiful it aches just to look at her. Before, when I couldn’t have her, that beauty haunted me whether asleep or awake. Now knowing that all of her belonged to me was like finding the rarest, most exquisite gem.
She looked away shyly and tried to hide herself even more in the water. “Come!” I held out my hand to help her out of the tub as she stared back at me. She looked at me but didn’t move, so I helped her up and wrapped the towel around her, but not before taking a good look at her for the first time. I couldn’t resist.
Her whole body turned beet red and she shyly buried her face in my chest. I felt my heart swell as I buried my face in her hair, inhaling her sweet scent, taking it deep into me. How the fuck had she lived with that sick fuck all those years and still held onto that innocence?
I lifted her out of the tub and dried her off slowly, taking my time to enjoy her curves under my hands as the soft cloth moved gently over her. Her body held a slight tremble but she didn’t fight me or turn away. I never took my eyes off of hers as I dried her so I saw all the changes as they moved across her face.