Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“I love you too.” She holds me tight, and I rub my hands up and down her back, relishing her words.
“There was a fire in the town my unit was staying in. We went in to help. When I was coming out of the building after the last check to make sure it was all clear the place exploded. The left side of my body took the brunt of the blast,” I tell her. I want her to know to put her at ease. “The burns healed, but the debris from the blast left its mark.” She leans back and kisses the scars on my jaw.
“I don’t like being around large groups. I flash back to going in and out of the building, pulling people out. The building was crowded. People everywhere screaming.” I let out a long breath. “So, when I retired, I came back home. Lots of space. Gave me time to heal.”
“If you’ve been holed up here, how did we meet?” she asks, placing another kiss on me, making my heart ache. She loves me. That thought keeps playing over and over again in my mind like a mantra.
“You came crashing into my life. I knew you were mine from the moment I saw you.” I give her the truth.
“Love at first sight?” She smiles up at me, giving me that dimple I fucking love so damn much. I don’t know how I’ve lived without her.
“For me it was.”
“Well, I bet it was for me too, because when I woke up in our bed last week, I saw you and I loved you, too. You felt right. Mine. So I’m guessing I felt that the first time I ever saw you, too.” I kiss her, praying this is true. That she loves me as much as she thinks she does, because I can’t live without her. I can’t go back to the life I was living before she came crashing into mine. It wouldn't be a life at all.
“Now, are you going to take me out?” She wiggles on my lap, making me growl. My always-hard cock jerks against her.
“I’d take you anywhere you asked.”
“Even to bed?” She gives me a playful smile. She’s been pushing for more. And I can’t give it to her. Not yet anyway. How do you explain to the woman who believes she’s your wife that she’s a virgin? I found that out when I had her laid out on my desk while I ate her pussy and pushed my finger inside of her. Hell, I could barely get my finger into her she was so tight.
“Does my little one need to cum again?” I tease her back. I might not have been in bed when she woke this morning, but I made it back in time to greet her in the shower, where I washed her then ate her to three orgasms and she was begging me to stop. Then she washed me. Her soft hands all over my body stroking me until I got off. I know she’s been itching to take me into her mouth.
The thought is more than I can bear and I know I haven’t earned the privilege of having her on her knees for me. No, right now this is all about her and making sure that when she finds out my lies she will forgive me because I’ve shown her that I’ll do anything to have and keep her. That her life would be wonderful with me.
She jumps from my lap, laughing. I make a grab for her, but she dodges me, my fingers just brushing her dress.
“If we start I know we’ll never get out of here.” She skips out of my office to get ready.
I take a deep breath, knowing I have to do this. I can’t keep her locked away forever. More than that, I don’t want to keep her prisoner like her grandfather did.
I check my emails again to make sure Mic hasn’t sent me anything new. There’s nothing, but I do see one from my mom. I ignore it. I’m not getting into that right now. I’m lucky she hasn't shown up here. I shoot Mic an email asking him how things are progressing. I need her grandfather dealt with. He’s the one person who could take my little one from me, with all his bullshit lies about her having mental issues. Too bad we aren't really married. Than that fuck couldn't do a damn thing.
I need that fucker taken care of before he finds out where she is. I stand, closing out my computer and grabbing my wallet out of my desk. I curse when I see a light go off on one of my monitors for the front gate. I hit the screen and see Doc John pulling up the long path. I need to get that fucking gate fixed but the constant rain keeps destroying that plan. I don’t know why that slipped my mind. No, that’s not true. I know why I forgot. My little one kept me focused on only her. But I need to get it together because having the gate fixed is part of keeping her safe. I don’t like people being able to come and go without entry being granted.