Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Her uneasiness slowly faded as a light entered her eyes, like those words meant the world to her. Like she’d only offered to move because she thought that was what I wanted. “I didn’t want to be presumptuous—”
“I love you, so be fucking presumptuous.”
Her eyes started to water again.
“This is your home.” I walked up to her and cupped her face with my hands. “I’m your home.” Two tears fell, and I swiped them away with my thumbs, looking at the first woman who’d made me feel something in years.
Her hands gripped my forearms before she looked at me. “I love you.”
Without an ounce of hesitation in my heart, I said it back. “I love you too.” There’d been several times I’d felt it but didn’t say it. Kept it bottled up inside until it dissipated. But now, I let it out. And it felt right.
I expected her to want to take it slow for a while since she’d spent the last few weeks trapped with Bolton, but once we were out of the shower, she wanted me—and she wanted me bad.
“I want you…” She whispered it in the sexiest way, moving to her back on the bed, her head on my pillow, asking me to conquer her body with mine.
I moved on top of her, kissing her hips and moving up her stomach before I sucked each of those nipples into my mouth. I kissed her chest and neck, fisted her hair before I kissed her on the mouth and felt her moan against my lips.
I’d felt the desire of every woman I’d ever had, but Astrid’s desperation was different. Her longing was deep and full of ache. When she grabbed me, she held on like she didn’t want to let me go.
Her thighs squeezed my hips, and her ankles locked at the top of my ass as her hands explored my back. She kissed me like she needed me more than she ever had. And she continued to whisper the sexiest words I’d ever heard. “I want you.”
My desire had disappeared when she’d left. It was ironic to be accused of fucking other women when I had no libido at all. My dick hadn’t been hard once, not even when I woke up in the morning. But now that I could feel her soft flesh against mine, feel how wet her sex was, I was so fucking hard I thought I might die.
I pushed inside her, and she moaned the whole way through. There was no wince or clench of her body. She just wanted my dick, all of it, missed the hurt as much as the pleasure. “Fuck, I missed this pussy.” My memory was shit because I couldn’t remember it feeling like this, like a jar of warm honey that coated me down to the balls.
“Yes…” Her heels tugged on my ass, wanting more than she could take because it was her job to handle all of me. Every night for the rest of her life. In every hole on her body. With the same enthusiasm she showed me now.
I rocked into her slow and easy, knowing neither one of us needed much to get off. It was a privilege just to be inside her, like I’d walked through my front door and stepped into my home. All Axel could talk about was fucking Scarlett every time I saw him, and now I understood why he couldn’t think of anything else.
This was all I wanted to do for the rest of my life.
Her tight pussy took me over and over, soaking wet and squeezing me the way you squeezed a wet sponge. “Theo, I’m about to burst.”
I felt my dick try to twitch inside her, but she was so tight, it couldn’t move. My hips started to move faster, grind against her harder, ready to dump a load inside her the second the head of my dick kissed her entrance.
One of her hands cupped my face, while the other scratched my shoulder, her breath coming out uneven, her moans bleeding through. “Theo…” Her sexed-up eyes looked into mine as she started to writhe, her lips parted with her tongue against her teeth. “Yes…yes.” The second she closed her eyes, a tear ran free and streaked to her ear. Her nails scratched down my chest, and she came around me with a whimper, her thighs squeezing me hard.
I fucked her into the mattress, feeling her come all over me as I started to come inside her, dumping all my seed in my favorite pussy. I pushed myself farther in than I should, but she didn’t wince in pain because she was so high from the pleasure I gave her.
“I love you.” Her body started to soften when she finished, but she squeezed my hips with her thighs like she didn’t want me to leave. “Fuck, I love you.”