Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 145729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
“Yes.” She nearly choked out the answer.
“I don’t have those words to give you. I don’t know how to say them. I can only show you. I will love you better than any other man ever would. I can give you that and mean it. I will support you in anything you want to do. Your painting. Your renovations. School, if that’s what matters to you. Every fuckin’ dream you have, baby. I’ll stand with you. Good or bad, I’ll stand with you.”
He kissed the tears running freely down her face. That was killing him. Desperation rose. She was crying because she was thinking of running. “It’s him, isn’t it, Sonia? You don’t want to stay with me because of him.”
That hurt. Just the thought of her loving another man hurt.
She shook her head and opened her eyes to stare into his. “Absolutely not. Whatever you’re thinking, Joshua, it isn’t that. How could I think about him after being with you? You’ve given me so much. I can be me. You listen when I talk to you. You make me feel important and even beautiful. Your brand of sex gave me my first orgasm and another million after that.”
“Can you love me?” He knew he was pressing. He shouldn’t. She needed a little time, but they didn’t have it. “I’m crazy in love with you. I want that back. I want that same intense, insane emotion from you. It might not be right for everyone else, but it’s right for us. Do you feel it at all?”
Her hands were on his back, stroking caresses up and down. Her breasts pressed into his chest, those twin nipples rubbing along his muscles every time she moved. He loved them the way he did her lower lip. He took more of his weight so he could draw first one soft mound then the other into the heat of his mouth. Gently. He had to be gentle, he reminded himself. She needed to know. To feel.
“Of course I feel it for you, Joshua.” She whispered the admission in a low, shaken voice. “You don’t understand.”
“I’m asking if you can love me. It’s a simple enough question.” He wasn’t going to let her get away with bullshit. “I need this now, baby. Give it to me.”
He felt her breath. Knew it was for him. His gaze jumped to her face even as his hand slid down between her legs to test her readiness for him. She was damp. Slick. Elation burst through him. She was his. All the way, she was his. “Say it, Sonia. Don’t be a fuckin’ coward. Give me that much.”
“You already know. I don’t understand why you’re insisting I say the words out loud. I’m here. I’m in your house. I’m in your bed. Do you think I would have allowed another man to put nipple clamps on me? Or an egg inside me? Do half the things to me you do? I wouldn’t. I would never trust them that much.”
He caught his cock in his fist and guided it to her entrance. So hot. Right away. The broad crown barely managed to fit and instantly he felt those tight muscles surround and grip him. He couldn’t decide, heaven or hell, but either worked as long as he was in her. Surrounded by her. Her fingernails dug into his ass, and the sting had his cock sinking another inch or two into that scorching vise, robbing him of breath. He forced himself to stay still. It was difficult when he wanted to bury himself deep in her scalding hot sheath.
Gently, he reminded himself. He was making love to her the way she thought making love was. She didn’t understand that every single time he touched her, kissed her, clamped her, devoured her, he was making love to her.
“Would you have trusted him?”
She blinked up at him. He could see she thought about it before she answered. She shook her head slowly. “No. I don’t know why, when he was so good to me.”
“Because your leopard and you scented deceit. He was deceiving you. You know I’m not. I love you. I told you, I’m not the best with words, but I show you in everything I do. Say it. Tell me you love me. Feel it, Sonia. In your heart. In your fuckin’ soul, feel it the way I do.”
He sank into her because there was no holding back, no real control, not when it was his woman. Fire gripped him. He threw his head back and roared. It was the only way to stand the flames. She was burning the life out of him. Giving him the kind of pleasure that could take a man’s head off when he blew, the kind he dreamt of, but knew he’d never get.
Her whisper was soft – so soft he barely caught it with the roar coming from his burning belly. I love you. Three little words. They gutted him. She gutted him. Who knew a man could love so deeply? Fall so fast? Who knew a woman could mean so much?