Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 70934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“You’re not going to yell at me?”
Tate lifted his head in surprise. “Why would I yell at you?”
“Well … I almost got killed.”
“Sutton, I’m so happy that you’re alive, sitting here beside me, that I can’t find any anger in me. Maybe I can tomorrow, but I doubt it. Porters always run into trouble.”
“I’m not a Porter,” she whispered.
“Not yet.”
“Tate, are you asking me to marry you?”
“No, I’m telling you that, when you’re ready, we’ll go down to the courthouse and get hitched.” With the faintest touch, he kissed the corner or her mouth. “If Jared was still alive, I’d shoot him because I can’t kiss you the way I want. Get in the bed. I need to take a quick shower. I’ll be right back.”
“Okay.”
Tate stood and stretched, smiling down at the woman he loved before turning to take off his clothes. Tears brimmed in his eyes at how close he had come to losing her again.
“Sutton?” He might have been successful hiding the emotion on his face, but his gruff voice gave him away.
“Yes?”
“Promise me something?”
“What?”
“Don’t leave me again … I don’t think I could take it.”
He heard the squeak of the mattress as she got up, and then her arms circled his waist from behind.
He felt her lips press against his back. “I’m not going anywhere. I swear, Tate … I’ll never leave you again.” She laid her cheek against his back. “If I had fought to stay with you when I was seventeen as hard as I fought to stay away …”
He reached behind him, pulling her around to face him then pressing his hands against her shoulders to push her backward until she was against the bedroom wall.
“I heard the death bell when I was at the Hayes’s house, I knew it was meant for you, that was the only the second time in my life I knew who Death was coming for. I should have listened to Pa. He told us all to keep what’s ours. I will never, ever make that mistake again.” He unwrapped the towel from around her, letting it fall to their feet before taking a red nipple in his mouth as his hand slid down to her thigh, lifting it to his hip.
“I thought you were going to take a shower?”
“I will when I’m done.” He lifted her other thigh up to circle his waist.
“The bed’s right there.”
“We’ll get there eventually. We have all night.”
“Yes, we do.”
Tate was done talking. He spread her thighs farther apart to give himself enough room to sink his cock inside of her, his knuckles brushing her clit, giving his woman enough stimulation to ease his entry. He didn’t have to worry; he easily slid inside of her until his balls rested against her.
He braced his forearms on the wall as he began to grind himself into her, her thighs gripping him as the heels of her feet pressed down on his ass. He pumped into her harder as she held on to his shoulder, her nails digging into his flesh. Then he shoved her harder against the wall, trying to go higher, determined to reach every part of her he could, and her gasp had him raising his head from her breast.
“You okay?”
“Harder.”
“If I fuck you any harder, we’re going to go through this wall.”
She giggled. “I can just see Greer’s face if we fell into his bedroom.”
“He’s going to be in a shitty mood tomorrow.”
“I thought the doctor said he would be feeling better tomorrow?”
“It’s not going to be his head hurting.”
Tate laid his head against the wall next to hers, desperately trying to hold back his climax until she came.
“Woman, you’re making me work for it tonight.”
Her pussy clenched on his cock.
“I don’t want it to end … It feels … so good,” she moaned.
“Like you’re standing on the edge of a mountain, about to jump?”
“Yesss.” Sutton’s teeth clenched.
Sweat soaked their bodies, and her beaded nipples poked his chest.
He moved his head closer to whisper into her ear. “Fly with me …”
Sutton turned to stare into his eyes, their souls taking the leap together, jumping into the infinity of pleasure that had them clinging together as their orgasm entwined them. They flew then caught each other in gentle arms, gradually lowering themselves back to earth.
A loud pounding on the wall behind them had Tate placing a hand over Sutton’s mouth to stifle her laughter.
He lifted his hand when they heard Greer’s bedroom door slam closed.
“I guess he decided to sleep on the couch.”
“I can’t blame him. You were kind of loud.”
“Me? I was not!”
“Woman, you were yelling at the top of your lungs.”
She began hitting his shoulders playfully.
Tate set her down on her feet, backing away until he felt the bed behind him. She gave him a hard push with a wicked smile on her face. He toppled onto the bed, and she instantly straddled him, sitting on his stomach. He relaxed, staring up into her beautiful face.