Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“We can start wherever you want to start. Let’s say Alabama.”
“You went out with someone named Alabama?” she hisses at me.
“I didn’t, I was picking an A name, and that’s the first one that came to mind,” I answer her honestly. “Would you be okay with it?” I put my palms on the back of the car, outstretched beside me.
“You never even said anything!” she shouts, throwing up her hands.
“If my ex asked me to dinner alone, how would you feel?” I look at her as she thinks, but I can quietly see she’s struggling when she finally admits to me.
“I’d be jealous.”
“Exactly.” I try not to raise my voice. “You came here knowing he wanted you back, even though he doesn’t deserve you.” I remind myself I need to keep my cool. “It killed me to see him touch you. It took everything in me not to ruin my shirt with his blood on my fist.” I push away from the car and go to stand in front of her. “You are my wife. He will never be the man to make you happy.”
I grab her face in my hands and see her chest rising and falling. “Like you will?”
I grin at her before my mouth claims her. “Baby, I’m just getting started.” I pull her to me and kiss her with all the anger and frustration I have had for this past week. I move my hands from her face to around her, pulling her closer to me. Her hand wraps around my waist and her other hand fists my shirt at the same time. “Get in the car.”
“Nash,” she pants.
“Car now,” I tell her, “and when we get home, I want you fucking naked.” Her eyes darken, and I know she wants that just as much as I do. “Is that okay, Zoey?”
“Yes.” She steps away from me, opening her purse and tossing me the keys. “Drive fast.”
I swear, she doesn’t even wait for the car to stop before she’s rushing out of the car and into the front door. She leaves the door open, and I can see a trail of clothes as I finally step in. I close the door behind me, taking two steps at a time, and there in the middle of my bed is Zoey, naked, exactly like I told her I wanted her. I rip my shirt off, kicking my shoes off at the same time. The jeans, boxers, and socks are off in one swoop. I fall into the bed on my side, and her mouth finds mine as I turn onto my back with her straddling me. My hands go to her ass and squeeze it as the kiss goes even more frantic. She bites my lower lip as I turn her onto her side, her leg hitched up over my hip. I palm her ass at the same time she bites my lower lip. My hand moves, sliding over her asshole to her pussy, where I slide two fingers into her.
“You going to meet him again?” I slide my tongue in her mouth, not giving her a chance to answer me. I bite her lower lip this time. “You going to go see him again?” I move my finger over her G-spot, knowing it drives her crazy. I pull my fingers out of her and slap her ass, the sound echoes. Her hips buck. “You going to see him again?” I slap her again and then rub her ass. “Or are you going to be my good girl?” I don’t wait for her to answer me. Instead, I lie on my back. “Come and sit on my face and hold the headboard.” She turns and lowers her pussy onto my face, my tongue coming out to slide into her. Her back arches. “You don’t move,” I tell her as she starts moving her hips back and forth. “You sit there and take what I’m going to give you.” I slap her ass again. “And you think about your answer.” I bite her clit hard, and she moans. Sliding my hand between us, I slip one finger inside her and then another. I finger-fuck her while I nibble on her clit.
“Nash, I’m going to—” she starts as if I don’t feel it all through me when she’s about to come.
“No, you’re not.” I pull my fingers out of her, and she groans, her head hanging back. “Not yet.”
I push her down on the bed, throw one leg over my shoulder, and pull her onto my cock at the same time as I slam into her. “Good girls get rewards.” I fuck her mercilessly, moving her hips with my hands and ramming her onto my cock each time. “Today, you weren’t a good girl.” I take my cock out of her and slap it on her clit twice before slamming it back into her. “You were a bad, bad girl.”