Mine to Take (Southern Wedding #5) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
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“You had Helena.” She puts her hand on my wrist that is still holding her face.

“I did and I wish that I hadn’t.” I shake my head. “I can see now that what I felt for her was nothing.” My voice quivers. “I didn’t give her me.” I wipe another tear away from her cheek. “I didn’t give her parts of me.” Her lips quiver at the same time mine do. “Because that part of me was always yours.” I stare into her eyes. “Tell me you hear me, Sofia.” I put my forehead to hers. “Tell me what you feel for me isn’t anything. As much as I can’t and don’t want to, I’ll let you be. I’ll love you from afar. I’ll live my life knowing I will never love anyone but you.” I wait a second before the plea comes out. “Tell me.”

“I’m afraid,” she finally admits. “I’m so afraid.”

“I failed you once, Sofia, by not being what you needed. By not being the man who you deserved. You have to know. You have to know that I would never do that again. It kills me inside knowing I was the man who was supposed to protect you. I was the man who was supposed to do everything to make sure you felt no pain, but I was, in fact, the one who inflicted the pain on you.” My hand shakes now as I hold her face.

“Don’t hurt me again,” she pleads, the words slicing through my heart one word at a time.

“I promise you; I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for it.” She stares into my eyes this time. The turmoil that we both feel is etched on our faces.

I wait for her to say something, anything, waiting as if my life sentence is being delivered. “I hear you,” she says. I don’t let her say another word, I lower my lips to hers, the taste of our tears on our lips as I kiss her like it’s the first time all over again. My tongue slides into her mouth as I wrap my arm around her waist, while the other one gets buried in her hair. She moves her head to one side and I pick her up. Her arms wrap around my neck at the same time her legs wrap around my hips.

I walk over to the stairs going to her bedroom. Every single light is off in the house, but I make it to her bedroom like I’ve been in this house a million times before. Once I walk into her room, she peels herself out of my arms, her hand going to my cheek. “I love you.” The words come out breathlessly. “I fought it,” she admits, and I hate that I can’t see her eyes. “Said it would never happen. I was wrong.” She kisses my neck, her hand squeezing my T-shirt in her fingers, pulling it up and over my head. “I didn’t think this would ever happen again,” she says, looking down. “I wished for it for so long that I thought it would never happen.”

“It was always meant to be,” I assure her as she opens the sash of her robe. Slipping it over her shoulders and down to her feet, she stands in front of me wearing a white camisole with matching panties.

She walks beside me, slipping her hand in mine, and she kisses my shoulder and pulls me with her to the bed. “It was always meant to be you,” she declares to me, sitting on the bed, pulling my arm down so I sit next to her. Her hands go to my face. “It was always you.” My heart soars in my chest. “It’s always going to be you.”

“You bet your ass it will be,” I vow, right before I claim her mouth. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I lower her back to the bed. There in the middle of her darkened room, I make love to her.

I slide into her at the same time she arches her back off the bed. “I love you,” I say as my forehead rests on hers.

Her hands come up to hold my face as she pants. “I love you,” she says, my tongue sliding back into her mouth as I try not to pound into her. “Harder.” She lets go of my lips and I slam into her. “Yes,” she whispers, wrapping her legs and arms around me. My face buried in her neck, I slam into her over and over again. She thrusts her hips up to meet mine and squeezes my cock so hard I don’t move in her. “Matthew.” My name is on her lips, as she jumps over the ledge, and I’m not far behind her with her name on my lips as well. I collapse on top of her, her limbs going weak around me, falling to the side.


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