Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Trying to save Lunita? Why is she ignoring the fact that this woman is beyond terrifying?
I got to them.
Delphine beamed. “It’s important to me that my family cultivates this land.”
I do not care about this.
My blood boiled.
Delphine gestured towards a blue plant. “This is the Blushing Nightbell. When dusk settles, it unfurls its petals and illuminates the garden.”
Emily focused on it. “So. . .it blooms at night?”
“It does.” Delphine tenderly touched the top of the plant. “When you sip your tea, I will bring you out here to see it.”
I shook my head. “My mouse will not be here at night. Therefore, get to what you need to say, so we can leave.”
Ignoring me, Delphine pointed to another row. “These are my strawberries. Try one.”
I checked out the vibrant patch of strawberries. The fruit gleamed like rubies under the sunlight.
“Go ahead.” A smile played on her face. “Try one.”
“Alright.” Emily lowered, picked two ripe berries, rose, and gave me one.
I took the other one and bit into it. Sweet juice burst into my mouth, and I had to admit, it was delicious.
“Good, aren’t they?” Delphine said. “I grow them without any chemicals or additives. Pure and natural.”
The sweetness burst on my tongue. In fact, the taste was an explosion of flavor, unlike any strawberry I’d ever had.
Fuck.
The strawberry’s sweet juices trickled down my throat, and heat rose in my body, making my cock jump.
A warm flush crept up my cheeks.
I want more.
Licking my lips, I stole a glance at Emily. Her gaze reflected the same intensity.
I want to fuck her.
Delphine watched us and then winked. “There. That is much better.”
What is she talking about?
We began to meander through the garden, but now the air between Emily and I was tinged with a subtle, simmering heat.
Our gazes locked.
An electrifying jolt ran through me. Emily’s earlier composed demeanor was now replaced with a look of raw desire that damned sure matched my own.
Come, mysh. Let us go fuck near the rows of carrots.
Delphine pointed out more plants.
Ignoring the woman, I grabbed Emily’s hand.
Once connected, sparks ignited, and I swore the world around us faded away.
Mysh. . .
Delphine talked about seasonal flowers or something and I moved closer, so close that I could feel my mouse’s sensual warmth.
She gazed up at me, ignoring Delphine too.
I stopped us in the center of the path and whispered, “Let’s go over there.”
“Where?”
“In the back by the corn.”
She chuckled. “Why?”
“To get dirty.” I couldn’t resist trying to be good any longer, and she seemed to feel the same. Emily’s eyes lingered on my lips as she licked her own, a subtle confirmation that we both wanted this.
Delphine walked off, spouting about this and that.
Without any hesitation, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her deeply with all the passion that had been building up inside of me, until there was nothing left between us but shared breaths.
I ran my fingers through her soft hair.
The world fell away as we surrendered to each other.
She moaned, her body moving rhythmically against mine.
So perfect.
It was an intimate dance, born out of raw passion and fueled by a profound love.
Her hands traced a path of fire on the curve of my neck, each touch igniting a flame that threatened to consume my body.
“Yo! What the fuck are you doing?!” A familiar voice almost penetrated through our passion, but not enough.
Groaning, I went deeper into the kiss, craving my mouse more than I ever had before.
My cock went stiff.
Soon, I would pull it out and be slamming that length into her wet pussy, fucking her right over the flowers.
“Eh! Eh!” The voice echoed, a familiar cadence carried over the winds of our passion.
But I was drawn further into the vortex of desire.
Hungry for my mouse, I lifted Emily up and continued to kiss her.
She straddled my waist and moaned.
“Goddamn it!” someone yelled. “What did you do to them?!”
Our groans drowned out the voice.
“Eh!” Soon, the voice became a distant murmur.
Time stood still.
The universe fell silent.
We were lost, entwined within the chaos of our heartbeats, drowning in the depths of each other’s eyes.
It was just us.
Two bodies.
Two souls, melting into one.
Suddenly, something cold splattered on my head and I pulled back.
What was that?
Water dripped down my face.
I looked in the direction.
Maxwell stood on the path, holding a hose.
I shot him a murderous glance. “What the hell are you doing?”
“You two were making out.” Maxwell swiveled the hose to Emily and sprayed her. “Get down.”
“Ah!” She jumped off me. “Stop it. Fucking lunatic!”
“I’m not the lunatic. You are!” Max turned the hose off. “Are you both good now?”
Confused, I blinked through the drops of water. “Wait a minute. Why were we doing that?”
“All I know is that Misha called. I answered. Next thing, I turned around and you two were trying to be porn stars in the garden.” Maxwell dropped the hose. “And it went on for at least ten minutes.”