Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 47758 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47758 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Come all over my cock, baby. That’s it. Let me feel what you love.” He stopped touching her clit to thrust into her. Pushing in, sliding out, repeating the same action until she couldn’t help but beg him for more. He was completely driving her crazy and there was nothing else she could do but hold onto him. “Yes, you’re all mine. All fucking mine. That’s it, baby. Come for me, give it all to me.”
The pleasure built quickly and as he made her come, she screamed his name. The sound echoed around the room as he completely took control of her, and she was nothing but a doll within his arms for him to play with. Even as the last aftershocks of her release rushed through her body, he wasn’t done with her yet. He began to pound into her, using leverage between his body and the tiled wall to take control, to fuck her, to make her realize that it was him she belonged to. There was no doubting her need for him.
Instead of pushing him away, she held him even tighter, not wanting to let go, only to keep him within her arms.
When he came, she felt every single pulse as he spilled within her. He wasn’t wearing a condom and she’d have to ask him for the morning-after pill. Right now, she didn’t know if she would ever be able to deal with the consequences of their time together. A baby, though, it didn’t sound so bad, not to have a part of Landon with her.
“Fuck, Tulip, I love you,” he said.
She gasped as she pulled away from him, watching him. “What?”
“I love you so fucking much.”
“You don’t know me.”
“I do. I know what it feels to be part of you and I’ve seen you. I’ve watched you. I’m sorry my uncle brought you into this fucked-up world, but I wouldn’t change it. You’re my everything.”
Chapter Twelve
The following morning, Landon left Tulip asleep in his bed. After his confession last night, he partly expected her to run as far and as fast as she could away from him. Knowing she hadn’t and he hadn’t scared her away left him with a big smile on his face. He wanted to get her breakfast and well, whatever music he had to face, so be it.
Climbing downstairs, he saw the guards, all of them tensing as they watched them. Ignoring them, he went toward the kitchen, where he found Jacob, Abel, and Gabriel, sharing a cup of coffee and whatever the conversation was about, it went silent with him near.
“Well, call me surprised. Were you talking about me?” Landon asked.
“Yes,” Jacob said. “We’re wondering how we’re going to clean up your mess so you can come home.”
“I thought you’d be going off, chasing Tamsin.”
“Rick said it was a bad idea,” Gabriel said. “I doubt she would’ve been so willing to give away her location after all this time.”
“Where’s Jade?”
“In a safe place,” Gabriel said.
“I want to see her.”
“That’s up to Rick, not me.”
“You do know I don’t need permission from Rick to see my friends. I can do whatever the hell I want, when I want.” He raised a brow at each of them as they shared a look. “I killed our father right in front of you all. I took Tamsin away from this bullshit and that fucking pervert. I saw the way that old bastard was looking at her. You guys may be happy with being our dead dad’s slaves and bowing to his every command, but I wasn’t going to allow our sister to be hurt by a piece of shit. She didn’t deserve it.”
“It wasn’t your place.”
“Fuck if it was my place. You know what? Fuck this bullshit.” He stepped away from the kitchen. “I’ll feed my woman when you pansies aren’t here anymore.” He stormed off, heading toward the guest part of the house. He tried every single door. At each one that opened, he didn’t bother looking inside and immediately went to the next one.
About half an hour later, he finally came to a locked door.
“Jade, if you’re in there and you’re figuring out how to pick the lock, step back.”
He heard some movement, lifted his foot, and kicked. It took him three more kicks for the door to spring open.
Jade sat on the edge of the bed. She ran her fingers through her hair and smiled as he stepped through the threshold. She threw herself into his arms.
“How’s Tulip? Is she okay? They didn’t do anything to her, did they? I’ve been so worried. I don’t know what to do. Tell me you’ve got some kind of plan.” She looked around the room.
“I … I don’t.”
“Landon, how did they find us?” she asked.
He stared at her, waiting for her to realize he’d done it on purpose.