Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I pull out and thrust back in. A small moan pours from her mouth into mine. Her hard nipples press into my chest.
“Legs around me,” I order, picking up my pace, thrusting into her. Mel gives me what I want without question. I want to feel her whole body wrapped around mine. For her to feel the weight of me pressing down on her. There is nowhere for her to go.
“Easton.” Her breath hitches, and I know she’s close. I have no fucking clue how I’ve lasted this long, but I knew I wasn’t going to come without her.
“You gonna come for me?” She moans a response. “If you do, I'm going with you.”
“Yes.” She tries to match my thrust, but she doesn't get her hips far off the bed before I’m pinning her back to it, making sure I’m grinding against her clit.
“You want that?”
“Yes!” she shouts, starting to come. Her pussy locks down around my cock. My balls draw up so tightly it’s almost painful. I thrust fully inside of her, keeping myself there as I come. Her pussy flutters around my cock, milking my release deep inside her.
I warned her if she came, I would too.
Inside of her.
Melody might be saying she’ll never leave again, but I'm going to lock her down tight to me in every way possible.
Even if I have to play dirty. My Neverland said she wanted to see all the parts of me. She’s going to get what she asked for.
She always does.
17
MELODY
I’m surprised when I wake to not find Easton next to me in bed. The man has barely let me be an arm's length away from him in the past few days. At least I think it’s been days. It’s all kind of blurred together.
I got lost in him and paradise. I’m sure he has to get back to real life. We both have to. My sister and father are probably freaking out. I’ve been selfish not reaching out to them to let them know I’m okay.
I shake any guilt I might have over it away. Everyone should get to be selfish sometimes. This was my moment. I waited years for it. I’m sure they will both understand in the end. I just wish I knew how this was all going to work out.
Is Easton going to keep me tucked away on the island hidden away from the rest of the world? I’m sure I could get my dad to come, but my sister wouldn’t. Would we have to have hidden trips to see each other? Would Easton have to leave for long periods and then come back? Will we never be able to have normal lives?
It doesn’t matter. If I can only have Easton for small chunks of time, I’d take it. I would live here even if I only got a week with him every year. It would be bittersweet, but at least I would have some sweetness in my life again.
I know it will be hard. Even now I’m missing him. I grab my robe from the floor. Between it and a swimsuit, it’s all I’ve been wearing for the most part. Easton has a closet filled with clothes for me already, but I haven’t touched them.
The fridge and pantry are all stocked with my favorite foods. All the old bathroom soaps and lotions I used before were already here. I’m amazed at all the small details. That he even recalls them all and had them waiting here for me.
The man hadn’t missed anything. When we did get out of bed or leave the beach, I really started to see all of what Easton had done with this place. The island is big. He mentioned that more homes could be built. It was obvious that he was making it clear to me that my sister and father are welcome here.
From what Easton had told me, his parents own an island across from this one but about twenty miles away. I’m going to be completely honest, the mention of his parents had made me a bit uneasy.
I’m still worried about seeing them, but Easton keeps telling me I have nothing to worry about. I believe him, but I can’t help the shame and guilt that weighs on me even if it’s not mine to bear. The doubt and anxiety keep trying to creep in that his parents won’t accept me.
I head down the hallway toward Easton’s office. I’m guessing that’s where I’ll find him. Hearing his voice, I can’t help but smile. I start to push open the door but stop when I hear a female voice respond to him.
“Are you sure?” the woman asks. It takes me a moment to realize whose voice it is. Emily, Easton’s mom.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Fine,” she huffs back, sounding irritated.
I swallow, not wanting to cause a problem with Easton and his parents. He told me everything was fine. I know he did things with my best interest in mind, but he’s not going to keep things from me anymore. We’re past that.