Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
But…it’s possible he means to stay, that we could be married until the death do us part bit. It’s unlikely. Half of marriages end in divorce. It’s probably higher for rich, gorgeous men like Cal who have women throwing themselves on the ground in front of him all the time. The risk of accepting him into my heart is high.
Oh, what am I saying? He’s already in my heart. I’m already at risk. I was gone from the moment I sat down at his table at the café. A normal person in that situation would have left immediately after she found out he was lying about his name, his job, his everything, but I sat there and smiled like an idiot because he’s so beautiful and magnetic. You couldn’t have pried me away from him.
Every day he’s been by my side, saying the things I’m scared to believe, and my response has been to push him away. Some might say that by giving in now, I’m selling my future, but what about the present, the now? Should I be miserable now because of what-if fears that might never come true?
His hot chocolate is done. He pours it into a mug and then stands over it, hands curled around the counter. He doesn’t look at me, but the invitation is there. I walk forward until I’m an arm’s length away. He still doesn’t move. I reach in front of him and take a sip. It’s rich and creamy and delicious. I drink it all. His eyes meet mine over the top of the porcelain. They burn with desire. He takes the empty mug from me and lifts me into his arms.
“There’s no going back now.”
“I know.” I wrap my arms around his neck and lift my face to his. “Not for you either.”
Chapter Eighteen
CAL
This time I’m careful when I undress her. “I’ll have them make you a new dress just like this one.”
“It’s okay. I don’t need another one.” She smooths her hands across my chest. “You’re so solid.”
My cock twitches. “Careful or you’ll make me come in my shorts and then all I’ll have is my tongue and fingers.”
“You’re pretty talented with those, so I don’t think I’ll suffer much.” She grins impishly.
“This time I’m coming inside of you. The next time can be lady's choice.”
She pinches my nipple.
“Ouch. What was that for?”
“I better be the only lady having a choice.”
“Of course.” I tap my abused pectoral. “Kiss it and make it better.”
She leans forward and takes me into her mouth, humming while she does it. I draw back. “That’s enough of that.” Who knew I was so sensitive there?
I unhook the last latch to the sexy corset thingy she was wearing under her dress. The material falls away, leaving her standing there in all her nude glory. “Gorgeous,” I breathe. I whip off the rest of my clothes and then kneel before her. Have to pay homage to the goddess appropriately. I kiss her soft belly, breathing in her musk. I cup her ass cheeks, squeezing and molding them. I nudge her legs apart with my chin and lap at her sex until her knees buckle.
We make our way to the bed. There’s little control left in my body. The only thing running through my veins is want. The only word in my ears is more. I cover my body with hers, entering her in one hard thrust. I kiss her, tasting the chocolate, the milk, and her. My tongue delves deep, matching the rhythm of my cock. “You’re so wet, so tight. I could fuck you forever. Will fuck you forever.”
Her body trembles with my strokes. I tell myself I’ll be gentler next time because I have to claim her now. I have to imprint myself on her body, to rub my scent so deep into her pores that she can’t take a step without knowing that I own her. Each pass of my cock inside her tight channel brings me closer to the edge. She’s ready too. Her eyes are glassy, and her breath comes out in choppy, short gasps.
My orgasm weighs heavy in my balls, but I want her words. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I am, Cal. God, I am.”
“And you’ll never leave.”
“I won’t let you leave.” She gives me a feral wild glare. “Now make me come.”
I reach between us and find her clit. It takes only a light pinch to send her into oblivion. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
Her cries, my growls, the sounds of our flesh meeting all mix together. I pound into her until my vision blackens. Cum jets out of me into her hot channel, and I know we’re making a baby right now. The intensity of it all swamps me. I spend my last seed inside her and collapse, rolling just to the side so I don’t crush her body. I gather her into my arms and press kisses along her sweaty forehead.