Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 64066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry, Everly. But don’t do that again. You are mine. And what’s mine does not go with any other men. Do you understand?” It’s domineering, but the way he speaks it makes me nod my head in agreement. Soft lips touch mine, his hand cupping my face. “I will marry you this weekend, and you will be my wife.”
“Yes,” I say between kisses getting lost in all the things that are him.
“And you will never do that again. Am I right?” It sounds like a question, but I’m not sure if I should answer it, as his hand falls beneath my skirt and cups my sex. He applies pressure and leans close when I don’t answer. “Never again, right?”
I decide to answer him this time. “No. Never again.”
He licks my lips—it’s weird. He does it again then slides his tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard.
He isn’t forgiving right now. Right now, in his body language, I can feel his anger toward me, and how he’s restraining himself. My hands touch either side of his face as I lock my eyes on him, making him look at me.
“I love you, even when I shouldn’t. I love you.”
“I hope you remember that,” he says sitting back and removing his slacks before he comes back over me again. Gunner spreads my legs, my skirt now shifting up my thighs, then he pushes my panties to the side, and he drives into me.
“Tell me, Everly, will you always love me?”
One push, another, followed by another.
Words seem to evade me.
He stops.
“Yes.”
He smiles then continues leaning down and biting my lips. I let him. He likes to take control and I like him having it because the pleasure he gives me is always worth it.
He is worth it.
Well, at least I hope he is.
He strokes my face as he nears his release. He knows I’m close because my hands are clinging onto the bed and my moans are increasingly becoming louder.
“Remember this, Everly. Remember this.” He leans in close. My mind’s gone blank as the orgasm hits me hard, and I ride the wave while he stays inside of me pushing, driving, thrusting, hard. “Remember through everything that is to come, it’s my love.”
I grip his shoulders and hold onto him as I scream. He steals my breath through my kiss and finishes inside of me. Gunner makes me his, and I almost forget everything he’s just said.
Almost.
“I don’t think you should sleep at her house,” Gunner says the next day, pulling me into his lap as I walk out of our room and into the kitchen, only dressed in one of his shirts. May left a voice message that tomorrow night, the night before the wedding, I should sleep at hers, to get ready. He overheard it.
“Don’t be silly. It’s tradition for you not to see me the day of.”
He shakes his head, leaning in so his head is in my neck as he breathes me in. “No.”
I laugh and pull back and kiss his lips softly. “We are so up and down, Gunner. Is this the life you want?” I ask him, changing the subject while I have him in a good mood. I need to know. I honestly need the reassurance that what we’re doing is right. I need it like the air I breathe.
I’m drinking his style of whiskey too fast. And I may never be sober again.
His eyes search mine.
“You were a playboy before me. You plan to change forever?” I ask him.
“I haven’t been with another woman since you, Everly,” he states as if that’s the only answer I will ever need.
“And that will make you happy for the rest of your life, having only one woman?” I need the right answer from him. I have to know I’m enough.
His hand touches my hair. “I’m fixated on you. You are mine in every sense of the word. And this weekend you will legally be mine as well. Till death do us part.” His last words send shivers all through my body.
“As long as I’m enough for you.”
He nods his head. “You are. Now get your ass on the table, so I can have breakfast.” He pushes me up on the table then lays a hand on my chest, pushing me back. Opening my legs wide, I’m bare for him after showering and not changing. I need to go in to work today to make sure everything will run smoothly while I take some time off after the wedding.
Warmth touches me and I squirm on the table. His tongue slides up and down making circles on my clit until I reach for his head and hold his curls in between my fists.
He chuckles with each lick of his tongue then slides a finger in and pumps it inside me, and it’s not long until I come hard. With the mastery of his tongue and his skilled hands, I’m always at his mercy. Catching my breath, he pulls me up to a seated position and wipes his mouth as he looks at me.