Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Her lips throbbed, greedy for more.
I rocked back in.
“Yes,” she rasped.
“Fantasy, Hailey. That’s what you are. A goddamned fantasy. Never could have dreamed of something as good as this.”
I started fucking her just like she’d asked, picking up a hard, reckless rhythm.
That cascade of hair whipped around her, and those hands curled into the covers as I wound her fast.
She drove back to meet me, thrust for thrust.
“Look at you, Hailey…your pussy is so needy. You’re such a good girl, baby. The way you take my cock.”
Fingers kneading into her ass cheeks, I spread her wider, pumping deeper, unable to look away from where we were joined.
Captivated by the point where I was consuming her.
Possessing her.
Wrecking her.
But I was sure it was this woman who was really doing all the wrecking.
Destroying me brick by brick. These walls that I’d had up for years. I should have known she’d be the only one who’d hold the power to demolish them.
I slipped an arm around her and pressed my chest to her back.
My bucks turned erratic as I began to play my fingers over the swollen nub of her clit.
She started whimpering, louder and louder with each demanding thrust.
Pleasure swelled, static that cracked in the air.
Suffocating.
The woman became the only oxygen I could breathe.
“Cody…I…please…”
Her head thrashed back and forth, and I could feel that she was getting ready to blow, the way her tight cunt cinched around me in a heady clutch that nearly sent me sailing.
I drove harder. Harder and deeper and faster.
She exploded, and I could feel the force of the scream that was rolling up her throat.
I grabbed the edge of the comforter and shoved it into her mouth just as it was tearing free.
The shout of my name was muffled in the fabric.
Oh, but I heard it. I heard her call, and I followed her lead.
Pleasure splintered, fracturing out from her pussy and climbing into me, and the girl hurled me right into her ecstasy.
I erupted, my cock pulsing and throbbing as I dumped into her. Bliss streaked up my spine and tremored down the backs of my legs. I buried a shout in her hair, my heart battering so fucking hard I thought it was going to claw its way out of my chest.
“Paradise.” It grunted from my lips, my face in her hair. “Paradise, Hailey.”
She whimpered into the fabric stuffed in her mouth. Aftershocks ticked and rolled, her flesh alight, a full-body glow.
I wanted to hold onto it forever. That light. An embodiment of this emotion that made me feel like I was right where I belonged for the first time in my life.
Like maybe I’d stumbled on a new purpose.
Or maybe it’d been waiting out there for me all along.
I slowed, easing, before I fully pulled out, instantly wishing I could be right back in the fist of her again.
We both went limp and slumped, though I eased to the side so I wouldn’t crush her, and when I got myself together enough, I pulled her up onto the bed so we were lying chest-to-chest.
I ruffled my fingers through her sweat-drenched hair, stared at her through the shadows that played in the night.
She brushed the tips of her fingers softly over my lips.
And I knew it then.
I’d been missing a piece inside, and it was exactly in the shape of Hailey Wagner.
TWENTY-EIGHT
HAILEY
We lay in the duskiness of my room, silent as we gazed at each other across the three inches of space that separated us. Our breaths had evened, and our hearts were quieted, the only sound the contented hum of peace that whispered through the night.
It curled and enveloped and washed, heightening each time Cody brushed his gentle fingers through my hair. I wondered if I’d ever felt as satisfied at any other time in my life than I did right then.
With the warmth of this man covering me like an embrace.
With my body sated.
With my daughter and grandmother sleeping across the house.
Safe and secure.
And I wondered if that’s exactly what this felt like.
Safety.
Security.
A promise.
A place I could just be without the fears of what was to come. Without the questions and worries about where this might lead.
Without the guilt.
Most terrifying was knowing Pruitt was scared and backed into a corner. I’d hoped it’d be enough to keep him at bay forever, what I was holding over his head, a millstone that would sink him straight to the bottom of the ocean if I exposed who he really was.
It was the coward’s way. Holding onto his ugly truth like a vapid threat all while knowing what he was capable of. Knowing what I was allowing to continue.
I knew it was an affliction that would haunt me for all my days if I kept it secreted inside. Where the depravity would fester and rot before it spread out to corrupt every part of my being.