Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
“Too fucking long, Have. It’s been too fucking long since I’ve had you in my arms.” His grip on my ass grows tighter, almost painful, but his lips on my neck are enough to distract me from the bite of his fingertips on my flesh.
“Please,” I beg. I can’t ever remember a time when I was so desperate for a man’s touch.
My plea sends him into action as he pulls away from the wall, carrying me to the bed. He releases his hold on me, placing me on the soft mattress. “I need you naked, Haven.” His voice is gravelly. “Now.”
I spring into action and pull my oversized T-shirt over my head, tossing it on the floor. In the shadows of the room, I watch as he takes two steps back and reaches for the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it off and tossing it on the floor. Sliding to the edge of the bed, I stand on wobbly legs and remove my leggings and panties all in one action, kicking them to the side once they reach my ankles. Standing to my full height, I manage to wrangle myself out of my sports bra and toss it as well.
My chest is rapidly rising and falling with each staggered breath. I watch with rapt attention, pulling air into my lungs as he strips out of his jeans and boxer briefs, all in one go, just as I did seconds before. He’s standing naked in front of me for the first time in years.
Sebastian.
My Sebastian.
The man I love.
The man I have always loved.
“I don’t know where to start,” he murmurs, his voice thick. “I never thought we’d be here again, Haven. I thought I’d lost you forever, and now here you are. I—” He starts and stops.
“You what?”
“I want to devour you. I want my hands and my lips on every single fucking inch of your skin. I want to brand you with my touch, so no man other than me will ever be able to satisfy you.” My body quivers at his confession.
“You did that, Bash Fifteen years ago, you were that man, and you’re still that man today.” I take a step toward him. He stands still, not moving a muscle. “I left you, I left us, and I’m so sorry for that. I know now it was a mistake. It was always meant to be us.”
“I feel it here.” He places his hand over his heart.
I take another step, bringing us toe to toe. Reaching for his hand, I place it against my bare chest, over my heart. “Here,” I whisper.
“You’re leaving, Haven, and I don’t know that I can handle watching you walk away from me again. I live here. My life is here with Chloe.”
I can hear the anguish in his voice and feel the crack in my heart at the mere thought of ever walking away from him again. “I guess you missed the headline, then?”
“What headline?”
“The one that reported why I came back after all these years.”
“You lost me, baby. What are you talking about?”
I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. My naked breasts press against his bare chest, and his hard length is prominent against my belly. “I came home to you.”
“What are you saying, Haven?”
“I’m saying I want you.”
“Haven,” he growls.
“Later. We can discuss it later. Right now, I need you to remind me how it feels with you to be inside me.”
“Fuck.”
Pulling out of his arms, I let my shaking legs carry me back to the bed. Sliding into the center, I lie here, waiting for him. My heart is pounding in my chest, not because I’m scared or worried. No, it’s the anticipation of being with him again. “Bash” I call out for him.
I feel the bed dip and the heat of his body as he settles between my thighs. The sound of a condom wrapper tearing pierces through the silence of the room, and suddenly he’s there. His hands are braced on either side of my head.
“Haven, I wanted to take my time with you. I wanted to explore this sexy body of yours, but you’ve got me so worked up, I’m going to have to do that later. Right now, I need to remind you. To remind both of us.” With that, he pushes forward and doesn’t stop until he’s buried deep inside me. Where he belongs.
His lips find mine, and as his hips begin to thrust, his tongue invades my mouth, giving me every part of him. My legs wrap around his waist, and my hands slide under his arms, allowing my fingers to dig into his back. “More, Bash. I need more.”
“Home,” he whispers against my lips as his thrusts grow faster, more frantic as he pistons in and out of me. “Your pussy is like a vise around my cock,” he murmurs, his lips next to my ear.