Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I missed you too, Patience,” he says, kissing my forehead.
I feel whole again. Being away from the literal other half of you is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I don’t like it, but I do it for my craft. When we come back together, it’s explosive, so it’s best that we aren’t at home.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” I say seriously. As strong and independent I am, I could never survive without him and this all-consuming love between us.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you either. A few short weeks a part drives me insane. You can never leave me for good. According to the tabloids, you have one foot out the door with your hot co-star.” I giggle.
“Yeah, right. You’re stuck with me, Logan.” I would never, ever leave this man for anything short of death. He owns me, body and soul.
“Stuck is exactly where I want to be,” he says, kissing me again. We shift, just a little bit and I can feel the hard length of him pressing into my stomach.
“I’m pregnant,” I moan as he hits that spot behind my ear that I love so much.
“I already knew that. I was just waiting for you to tell me.”
“How’d you know?”
“Your pussy tastes even sweeter than it usually does when I’ve bred you. That’s not a taste I’m likely to ever forget.” He says that so matter of factly that I pause my hand that is roaming all over his back.
“You are wicked man, milord. You know that don’t you?”
“Absolutely, milady. We’ve learned everything wicked together over the years, and we’ve put it to such excellently depraved use. Haven’t we?”
“Yes, my love,” I tell him, resuming my exploration of his back, something I’ve done so many times now, but it still feels important. Everything we do together does. He kisses me then and my mind shuts down.
“Ready to learn more?” he rasps, pulling my nipple into his mouth. I moan again, but it was a rhetorical question, so I don’t worry about answering him. Not that I could. He’s deliciously torturing me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Getting brave and visiting the Auxiliary will tantalize you. Hell, it will change you to your very core. In the Auxiliary, even more dark, sexy, sinister, things are possible then in The Pinnacle. Things I’ve never even heard of. We discovered, quite by accident, that we are watchers. We like watching people fuck, though we’d never let anyone watch us. We’re funny like that. We don’t watch often, but we’ve gotten some of the best ideas from it.
The thing the tabloids and most of my fans don’t get is that this isn’t a fake Hollywood marriage. I love my husband more than my next breath. They don’t get that I’ve never wanted another man like I want him.
Need him.
Crave him.
From this life and any life that comes after it, he’s mine.
He moves over me, my thighs spread wide to accommodate him. He slides into me slowly this time, savoring it.
“I love you, Logan,” I moan as he dominates my body yet again. What is this, my tenth, twelfth orgasm? It doesn’t matter. My body feels languid and satisfied.
“I love you too, Patience. Forever,” he rasps into my ear, setting me edge.
I thank God every day that I went to the club when I did. I thank him for bringing me to Logan so that I could be whole. I’ll never take what we have for granted. It can only grow from here.