Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
“How did you guys find us?” Alyssa asks as Sean picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder. They always know where we are.
“Now I see where Trent gets it,” Zoey says with a smile.
“Hey! I’m trying to find out if they live together,” Alyssa shouts as Sean carries her off.
“They do,” I admit. Trent shrugs like he doesn't care who knows. Tomas’ jaw flexes. He loves Trent like he’s his own son. He even gave him the blessing to marry our little girl, but I’m sure he doesn't like the reminder that she is having sex with anyone.
“Sorry, Dad,” Zoey tells him as she leans in, kissing him on the cheek.
“You think I didn't know?” he asks her as he pulls me into his side. Trent does the same with Zoey, kissing her on top of the head.
“I told your dad, babe,” Trent informs her.
“You did?” both Zoey and I say at the same time. This, too, shouldn’t be surprising. Trent has always made his intentions clear when it comes to Zoey.
“I’m taking my wife home.” I let out a small scream when he lifts me suddenly into his arms.
“Dinner on Sunday,” I shout to them.
“We know,” they say back because we have dinner every Sunday.
When we get to the car, Tomas puts me inside. “Don’t be all huffy cause I still got it,” I sass him, knowing I’m poking the beast. He gives me a look that has me wiggling in my seat.
“Seatbelt,” he orders in a tone that goes straight between my thighs. I clench them together as I hurriedly put the seatbelt on. He jumps into the driver’s seat, taking off. “You said you were going to lunch.”
“We ate.” We did. Some cupcakes. That counts. Tomas gives me a look that lets me know I’ll be paying for that half lie with my ass.
“Drive faster,” I push, wanting us to be home. I know no one is home. We’ll have the house all to ourselves.
“You’re excited to get your ass turned red.” His hand comes down on my thigh. I spread my legs, my dress riding up.
“Please,” I breathe, my head dropping back as his hand slips up under my dress. He pulls my underwear to the side. I let out a moan as he plays with my clit, making me come in record time as we pull up to the house. He licks his fingers clean before he unbuckles my seatbelt.
“Naked on the bed. Maybe I’ll let you suck my cock.” I fly from the car. I barely make it in the front door and he’s on me, lifting me from my feet and carrying me to our room.
“Love you, pixie,” he says as he drops me down onto the bed.
“Love you too.” I pull my dress over my head, leaving me in nothing but my drenched panties.
He pulls me to him, kissing me deeply. “Going to remind you who you belong to.”
I don’t need the reminder, but I’m more than willing to play along. I belong to Tomas. Every inch of me. No one could come between this love. Not even me. When it comes to us, love always wins. It’s undefeated.
Love You Always
1
Kimmy
I know before I even step foot inside that this is going to be a bad idea. I stare up at the building my older brother lives in. His place takes up the entire top floor. He has more than enough room to let me stay with him until I find a new place. It’s the first year that it’s not required that I live on campus.
I had a place, but two days before I was set to move in, there was some giant pipe explosion that ruined the unit I’d rented. I should be happy it happened before I moved in and not after. And I also should be thankful that I have a successful older brother who has a place for me to stay.
With Mom and Dad having moved outside of the city, it is more functional to stay with Max until I find a place. I tried to do a long-term hotel rental, but both my parents and Max put their foot down, saying it wasn't safe, which I do not understand. I could annoy him until he changes his mind, I suppose.
I enter the building, going over to Max’s private elevator and slipping in my key. The door instantly slides open. Max and I come from money. Our parents are more than well off, and a majority of that was passed to them from our grandparents. Both of us inherited a trust when we became a certain age.
Max took his and invested it. Now he’s on his way to being one of the richest men I know. He lives and breathes work. Even before he was out of college, he was playing the stock market and making investments.