Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
This man had a way with his hands. Using one hand to pull my hair to the side, he began kissing and sucking the area where my neck meets my shoulder. It was incredibly erotic.
Ready for him again, I rubbed my back against his hardness. Now that we were free of our past demons, I couldn’t get enough of him. He slowly walked us into the bathroom until my hips were touching the edge of the cool counter. I yelped as it chilled my flesh. Gently, he pushed my body forward until my breasts were pressed against the countertop and I was completely bent over at his mercy.
After spreading my legs with his feet, he slowly reentered my hot core, which was still wet from what we’d done moments earlier. From this position, he felt so deep within me. My legs shook as I anticipated his next move. With one hand, he gathered my hair into his fist. I whimpered when the other one slipped down and found my clit. He began rubbing circles at first leisurely. Just as I was about to order him to go faster, he swirled them around rapidly while he slowly eased himself in and out of me. The contradiction of the movements had my body spiraling quickly out of control.
Right as I was about to see stars from my orgasm, he tugged my hair back so I could see our reflection in the mirror. His muscled chest and arms were flexing. The look on his face in the mirror matched my own passionate gaze. My orgasm finally took over and my eyes closed uncontrollably. His heat exploded inside me an instant later, and my body clenched around his length as the aftershocks of my orgasm continued on.
“That was so fucking hot, woman.” He reluctantly withdrew from me to start the shower.
Still bent over the counter, my knees shaking, I agreed, “Probably the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“The night’s not over, babe. There’s still time for things to heat up.” He winked at me and then stepped into the steamy shower.
I followed him inside and wrapped my arms around his waist so we could look at each other. “Can’t wait.”
I’d been right about the shower—it was perfect for two people. It could have been half that size though because we were glued to each other, not even using the other half of the shower. He broke away long enough to pour body wash into the loofa and started washing my body with reverence, slowly and appreciatively. There wasn’t a single part of my body he didn’t give his attention to. This man was straight from one of Betty’s romance novels she always made me read.
After he washed my hair, I took my turn to clean him. Running the soapy loofa over his rock hard chest, I enjoyed touching each muscle. When I got to his arm, I studied the sudsy, blond angel artwork. Instead of bothering me like it probably should, I felt comforted by it. We’d made it through hell and back—the angel was proof.
When I looked back up at him, his face was serious. He was probably worried that I would suddenly change my mind upon seeing that tattoo. Nope, wasn’t happening. He was forever mine now.
“I forgive you. I don’t know why. I don’t understand how. But I do. It makes no sense but I can’t live without you,” I told him honestly, looking into his glistening, blue eyes.
He pulled me in for a tight hug and whispered into my wet hair, “I promise I’ll always take care of you. Thank you for giving me this chance, Lia.”
AFTER A NIGHT of sleeping completely wrapped around each other, the sound of knocking on the hotel door woke us both up. I tugged on a pair of jeans as Lia hopped up and threw on a robe.
"Crap, I think it’s my mom,” she hissed, walking to the door. “I told her everything, so this may not go well.” She bit her bottom lip nervously.
Well shit. What a way to meet your girl’s mom for the first time.
She opened the door to two people standing in the doorway. The woman was just as beautiful as Lia. They probably passed for sisters all the time. The man was about my height and fit for his age. Their initial confused faces at the sight of me standing there shirtless quickly morphed into angry ones.
Lunging at me, the man growled, “Motherfucker!”
Before I had time to react, he punched me hard in the face, causing me to see stars for a moment before I gathered my bearings. He continued to punch me until I was able to push him away from me. The shouts from the women could be heard as he attempted to beat me down.
Feeling blood running from my nose, I jumped quickly to my feet in order to better defend myself. By this time, Lia had run over to me and the other woman was trying to restrain her man.