Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Her mouth went dry, and she licked her lips, trying to calm her racing heart, as well as something else. She felt that tug between her thighs.
There was no way she could be aroused by what he was doing. No way in hell, and yet that was exactly what was happening, which was insane. Eve couldn’t help it. She was attracted to her husband and she still loved him. She still wanted him, and that was her shame. Eve didn’t know how to fight it, or if she even wanted to.
“They’d let me go to the police.”
“You’re a fool if you think that’s what they would do.” He didn’t move his hands away from where they had landed either side of her head.
She lifted her gaze to his and waited.
“They would torture you and use you against me to get what they wanted. They would try to destroy me, and they would do it for fun.” He moved in a little closer. “And you have absolutely no idea what I would do to anyone who tried to hurt you, do you? You don’t know how I would make them suffer.”
She closed her eyes as his face pressed against her neck. It felt so good.
Biting down on her lip, she tried to contain the pleasured moans that were so close. She had always loved it when he devoted time to her neck. The feel of his tongue gliding across the flesh, and then the small bite of pain as he used his teeth. It was enough to drive her insane with need, with longing.
Even now, when she wanted to hate him for all the lies and manipulation, she just couldn’t bring herself to. She was a horrible person.
He let out a groan. It was a deep guttural sound. “I know you, Eve. I know your body, and I am trying to be a good man here. But I know you love it when I touch you. I know you love it when I kiss your neck and even nibble on your pulse, right here.” His teeth grazed that spot and she couldn’t help but moan. “And those sounds. They’re enough to drive a man to distraction, Eve.”
She loved the sounds he made as well, like he couldn’t control himself. Even though he was always able to.
“Tell me to stop, Eve.”
She opened her mouth, about to tell him exactly that, but then nothing came out. Did she want him to stop?
“Fuck, Eve.” He pressed his body against her and she felt the hard ridge of his cock against her stomach. He was so close.
She felt an answering heat between her thighs. She wanted to beg him for more, but even those words failed her.
His hands moved from where they were placed on either side of her head on the door behind her. She felt them on her waist, gliding down to hold her hips. His grip tightened on her and she gritted her teeth together.
Eve knew this was wrong. She knew she wasn’t ready for him to continue and wasn’t ready for him to stop. But, this wasn’t right. Not now, not while she was still learning more about him.
“Stop.”
The word fell from her lips in a whisper. She wasn’t sure if she had said it loud enough for him to hear, but much to her surprise, Grim stopped. He pulled away. Eve was shocked. She didn’t know why, but she expected him to push her boundaries.
Before she could say anything else, something beeped from the kitchen.
“That’s dinner,” he said.
Without another word, he turned on his heel and made his way out of the room, going to the kitchen. Eve knew she should follow, but for now, she had to get herself together. Her nipples were rock-hard points and there was an ache between her thighs. Need had swept over her so swiftly it had shocked her. She didn’t know how she was going to face him.
Grim was right. He knew her and he knew her body. There was nothing he didn’t know about her, because she had been open and honest with him, and that was on her.
Her hands shook a little, and it wasn’t because of fear. Her stomach also chose that moment to growl. She could go back to their room, or even find a spare bedroom. It wouldn’t matter because Grim would find her no matter what.
Eve didn’t want to be stubborn. She was hungry and food hadn’t exactly been forthcoming as she walked the streets. She hadn’t thought about her escape from Grim. Was her life really in that much danger just from being his wife? Eve didn’t know what the truth was anymore and she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to know.
She made her way to the kitchen and watched as Grim served up two large servings of spaghetti and meatballs, which was her favorite. She had purposefully filled the freezer with pounds of meatballs, along with multiple cans of tomatoes and herbs. She had loved every second of it. While she’d been making the batch for the freezer, she had thought about the children they would have. That seemed like such a distant memory now.