Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Claiming her lips.
Worshiping her.
For a minute, I allowed her to take my breath away. In my eyes, she’d never looked so fucking beautiful.
So goddamn breathtaking.
So fucking mine.
I gripped her wrists and held them above her head with one hand while the other slid from her face down to her breasts, kneading them and sucking them into my mouth.
She moaned.
I wouldn’t let up, I just kept kissing her, caressing her, and whispering how much I loved her. Using my lips to wipe away all her tears, tasting her sins, her confessions, her love for me.
Tenderly moving my way to her lips while her body continued to shudder from my intense, overpowering devotion to her, I overwhelmed her emotions and overrode her insecurities the only way I knew how.
By making love to her.
Before another second slipped by, I lost myself in her. Almost like I was trying to kiss away the past few weeks.
I was strong enough to hold her demons with mine.
“Do you have any idea the things I want to do to you?” I expressed against her lips, causing her eyes to flutter open.
She didn’t waver in responding…“Try me…”
CHAPTER
FORTY-FIVE
LUKE
“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word.”
“I trust you.”
Trapping her gaze with mine, she triggered a carnal reaction from within my core.
Her lips were swollen and red.
Her skin warm and flushed.
Her hair tousled and flowing loosely all around her gorgeous face.
I released her wrists, pulling back a few strands of her hair away from her eyes, wanting to see the truth in her eyes.
I held her face between my hands. “I’m out, baby… I’m done with that life.”
Her eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“Your brothers now own my territories.”
She lightly gasped. “Are you for real?”
“Mm-hmm…”
“Did you do that for me?”
“No, I did it for me. You were right about everythin’ you said. I’ve been given another chance even though I’m the last man to deserve one. I want a life with you. A normal life with you.”
“Define normal?”
“You know…” I kissed her. “I’m not gettin’ any younger.”
“What are you sayin’?”
“I want the future with you. A white picket fence, maybe a dog, but not one of those pussy dogs, yeah?”
I laughed against her lips. “I like this plan. What else you got for me?”
“I want a little girl who looks just like you. How do you feel about that?”
She considered it for a second. “I’ve never given it much thought.”
“Then, darlin’, I suggest you start thinkin’ about it.”
She beamed. “I can do that.”
“What about a diamond on your ring finger? You like that?”
She shrugged, teasing, “Depends on the size of the diamond.”
I spanked her hard, making her yelp.
“What about you takin’ my last name?”
“Hmm…” she hummed across my lips, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Sloan Duchess Jameson, it has a nice ring to it.”
“I thought so.”
“Can you make love to me now?”
I didn’t have to be told twice, sliding my tongue into her mouth. She stirred, melting into my touch. We kissed for what seemed like hours, just entangled and exploring each other’s mouths.
In one rough movement, I turned her around to face the glass before I slowly kissed along the back of her neck, causing shivers to course down her spine. I stopped for a second when I reached her back tattoo. The one with the raven flying away from the antique key.
Without asking, she shared, “It’s the key from the house we always went to every summer. The birds signify us being free there.”
I smiled, kissing my way down her spine as she continued to tell me what all her tattoos meant, which was the second-best thing she ever shared with me. I could feel her chest rising and falling. Her hard nipples firmly pressed against the foggy glass.
I hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was already splitting at the seams for me.
“Luke,” she panted with need.
With want.
With desire to own every last inch of her body, heart, and soul.
That was my undoing.
I dropped to my knees.
Dying to taste her.
I sucked her sensitive clit into my mouth until she was completely at my mercy. Responding to every sensation my tongue was inflicting. The addicting scent of arousal mixed with the sweet smell of her pussy.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” I ordered, looking up at her.
Through a heated stare, I placed her thigh on my shoulder and slid my tongue into her cunt.
“Luke…” she purred out my name, fisting my hair, using it as leverage to stay upright.
I made love to her with my mouth.
Licking.
Sucking.
Eating away at her
Fucking devouring her.
I worked her clit side to side and up and down as she rocked her hips in a back-and-forth motion against my lips and tongue. She was going to rip out my hair, making my cock throb so fucking hard. I started to fuck my fist until she came down my throat and chest.