Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“You’re going to make me come again, aren’t you?” she whimpers, slowly riding me.
“Greedy girl. I haven’t gotten a turn yet.”
“You know how it goes. Ladies first.”
“Good point. I am a gentleman.”
She kisses me and moves faster. “I wouldn’t call you that.” She groans when I slap her ass hard. “No, definitely not a gentleman.”
“Whatever I am, you like getting fucked by me, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she says. “I really, really love it.”
“You like when I’m deep between your legs. You want me to fuck you until you moan my name, don’t you? Dirty fucking girl.”
“Keep going.” Her paces goes faster and I don’t know how much longer I can last. I growl, biting her nipple, and slam up into her pussy.
“You want to come again, filthy girl? My beautiful fucking wife, I want to feel you come on my cock. Then I’m going to fill you to the brim. I can’t stop myself. You make me so fucking hard.”
“Oh, god, yes,” she moans and kisses me, burying my mouth with hers. I feel her come, her pussy tightening, her body spasming, and that’s all I need. It throws me over the edge and I’m pumping deep inside of her. For a blissful few seconds, we’re both coming, until we end up sprawled in the bed wrapped in sheets and breathing hard, a sheen of sweat on our skin.
I brush her hair from her face. She grins at me, looking sleepy and satisfied. I love that post-sex face. She’s so relaxed, like noting in the world matters. I’d fuck her every second of the day if it meant she got to live her whole life like this: floating on a cloud. But realistically, my dick would chafe eventually, even if I’d give it a damn good try.
“We’ve got the room for the night,” I say, stretching with a sigh. “Should we order champagne and dinner?”
“That sounds good.” She kisses my chest. “Honestly, I didn’t think this through down in the bar. It’s kind of silly to waste the money, right?”
“I keep telling you. Money doesn’t matter.”
“Quit bragging.” She strokes her fingers up and down my abs. I love the way it feels when she touches me. Like ice and fire in my veins, but also like a heavy cotton blanket wrapped around my body. She’s both the definition of passion and a comfort.
“I didn’t freak you out earlier with what I said at the bar?” I’m genuinely curious. I expected her to hightail it out of there, not drag me to the hotel for sweaty sex.
“You did,” she says, not looking at me. “And you didn’t.”
“Complicated.”
“Yeah, well, welcome to my world.”
“You don’t have to tell me, but I want to understand.”
“It’s probably what you think. I’m still hurt from what happened between us ten years ago. But I’m also starting to realize you’re not that guy. And I guess you had good reasons, even if you were dumb about it.”
“I fully admit I made the wrong decision.”
“And, I don’t know.” She chews her lip and glances up at me. “I’m starting to like this.”
“I’d hope so. Based on how loudly you scream when you come.”
“I do not.” She slaps my chest playfully. Then she frowns. “Wait, do I?”
“No, you’re fine.” I lean down and kiss her.
“Seriously, when I agreed to this, I never in a million years thought we’d up end, you know—”
“Fucking?”
“Sleeping together,” she mutters, cheeks turning red.
“Fucking.” I nod slowly. “I know what you mean though.”
“And I like it. I mean, I really like it. I’m just nervous.”
“You’re afraid the same thing is going to happen. But things are different now.” I try not to feel a desperation wash over me. I’ve tried so hard to show her hat I’m not the same stupid young man I was the last time we were together.
I know what I want now and what I’m willing to do to have it.
“I know they are,” she admits.
“I won’t ask you to forgive me for what I did and I know you can’t ever fully forget it. But I want you to look at the way things are now.”
She closes her eyes and lets out a breath. “I have been.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Even in a year, when the deal’s done, I’m not going to leave unless you want me to. And if that’s what you want, I won’t make it harder than it has to be. I’ll respect what you want, baby.”
She blows a breath from her lips. “Why couldn’t you have said all this ten years ago?”
“I was young and stupid.”
“Yes, you were.”
“But here we are.”
She nods slowly. “Here we are. And you know what? I like it here. I can’t promise forever, but right now, I really like it.”
I rub my thumb across her cheek. “That works for me.”
“Yeah? You don’t need me to say I love you back?”