Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry you were hurting, Em. Please, next time something doesn’t look right or if you’re not sure about something, talk to me. I’ll never intentionally hurt you.”
She nods her head but keeps it resting against my chest.
I pull out my phone and shoot off a quick text to Kid and Shadow.
“We won’t be able to take Ollie tonight because I’m on the bike, but we can swing by and get him tomorrow.” I kiss the top of her head. “Come home with me, Emmalyn?”
She shakes her head against my chest. “I can’t go back there tonight, Diego. Please don’t ask me to go.”
I tilt her face up once again. “Not the clubhouse, Em. Come home with me.”
I trace her jawline with the tip of my finger and gently kiss her lips. “I don’t want to ever spend another night away from you if I can help it.”
“You’ll leave again soon for work.” I hate that she’s right.
“I won’t have to leave for a while.” I kiss the tip of her nose and stand from her bed, pulling her up with me. “We’re going to spend so much time together you’re going to want to get rid of me by the time we get called out again.”
***
I loved the feel of Emmalyn at my back on the short drive from Doc’s. I let her climb off first then pull the small bag of clothes I had her pack from the saddle bags.
“What are they doing here?” she asks as we make our way to the wrap around porch.
Both Kid and Shadow are on the front porch, exactly where I told them to be in the text I sent before leaving Doc’s house.
“I’ll explain everything when we get in the house.” I nod at both of the men that I know will keep us safe while we’re inside.
I knew we needed to have a conversation; I needed to explain myself, my behavior, and exactly what is going on with Wrench and her husband. However, when I got her in my home, in my space, all I could think about was keeping her here forever, even though I knew that wasn’t a possibility. At least, it wasn’t today.
She tries to hide her yawn from me by covering her mouth.
“It’s late, Em. Come upstairs with me.” She takes my hand as I hold it out to her, and we make our way to the master bedroom.
I open the door and let her walk in ahead of me, loving the smile on her face as she steps into my most personal space for the very first time. I wrap myself around her back and rest my head on her shoulder, breathing her in.
I’ve said the words to her, but now I feel an insatiable urge to show her how I feel about her. I need to make her understand she’s the only one I want, the only one I need. I need to show her, so it leaves no doubt whatsoever in her mind that I’m hers, that she’s mine.
She reaches her arm up and behind my head, groaning softly when my hands slide under the bottom of her t-shirt and touch her warm skin.
“I need you,” I whisper huskily in her ear.
“Then have me,” she pants breathlessly, responding to the feel of my teasing fingers on her nipples over the lace fabric of her bra.
I nip at her shoulder and neck as my anxious hands snake down her body and unsnap her jeans. I slide my hands under the front of the now loosened fabric and sweep two fingers over her already swollen clit and into her perfectly wet pussy.
I’m already impatient to sink into her, but her moan and the circling of her hips against my straining cock is almost more than I can handle. I don’t stop her even though it makes me want to come in my jeans. I know she’s fully in the moment and love that she can’t seem to control herself right now either.
With my free hand, I tug her shirt off, unsnap her bra, and throw them both on the cream colored carpet. My hand automatically returns to her now uncovered breast. Her head turns, and my eyes zero in on her pink glistening lips, recently wet from the swipe of her tongue. I angle my mouth to fit over hers and hiss when I feel her hand grip my cock through my jeans.
“Why are we still wearing pants?” she asks against my lips. I smile against hers pulling my now slick fingers from her pants.
I suck them into my mouth mere inches from her own and watch her eyes dilate at my brazenness. The taste of her on my skin only serves as a reminder of what I’m missing.
I turn her in my arms and begin to push her jeans and panties down her milky white thighs. She bites her lip and watches with lust-filled blue eyes as I sink to the floor in front of her. I waste no time putting my mouth exactly where it needs to be. She cries out and grabs my head when I suck her into my mouth.