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)
“Free.” I laugh. I can’t move.
“You’re right. I am a liar. A desperate man does desperate things. The article was fake. I hoped it would—”
“Provoke me,” I whisper. He really does know me. I close my eyes, trying to stop the tears. I probably should be mad, but how can I be?
“Don’t cry.” He kisses my cheeks. “I promise it will all be okay.”
“I’m scared.” Easton lets my wrists go to cup my cheeks with both hands. “I’ve been so lost.” Now that he’s found me, what if it happens again? How would I ever survive losing this man twice in one lifetime?
“I’ll always find you. It doesn’t matter what happens. Know I’ll always come for you.” He drops his forehead to mine. “But you’ve got to learn to trust me. To know that my heart will never belong to another but you.”
“I didn’t want to go.” The memories of that day are as fresh as if it were only yesterday.
“I know.” He presses his mouth gently against mine. “I know,” he says again. This time his kiss is firmer.
“I’m sorry,” I try to say between kisses.
“It’s not a fairy tale if we don’t have to overcome something.” He lifts me again. I wrap my legs around him. Easton carries me through the house.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” I run my fingers through his hair. “I’ve missed you so much, Easton.” He lays me down on a bed. “I love my family, but I’ve been so—”
“Lonely,” he fills in for me. I press my hand to the center of his chest.
“I thought heartache was an expression.” He puts his hand over mine. “With my mom I knew she was gone, but you were out there.”
“I’m here,” he tries to reassure me.
“I questioned myself so many times. It made me feel terrible.” I would never admit that to anyone but Easton.
“You did what you thought you needed to. I would never ask you to let Elsa go.” God, I love this man so much.
“You’re not asking that now?”
“Told you. I’ve got this.” I stare up into his eyes.
“Okay.” I let go. “I trust you.” Easton closes his eyes, savoring my words. I will never run from him again. He fought to find me. I’m his. “I got lost.”
“I was never far behind,” he says, opening his eyes.
“Make love to me.”
“Neverland, I’ll always make love to you even when I’m fucking you.”
“Easton.” I fight a smile, my face heating. It’s different hearing him speak dirty to me. Oh, I could see it in his eyes when we were young, but he always held back.
“So many dirty things I’ve dreamed of doing to you.” He nips my bottom lip. “Even when I shouldn’t have been.”
“Now it’s you that’s teasing.” I try to thrust my hips up to find friction, but he’s got me pinned to the bed beneath him.
“I’m not teasing. This first time might be quick.” It only turns me on more that he finds me so alluring and sexy that he doesn’t think he'll last once he’s inside of me. That his needs are too much to control.
“This has not been quick.” I start pulling at his clothes. He does the same. I want to savor seeing every inch of him, but the wait has been years.
I swallow when Easton is completely naked. He’s always been a big guy. Now he’s even bigger. I’d never given much thought to the idea that he could be too big.
“With me?” Easton takes my mouth again, soothing any worry I might have.
“I’m with you.” He’d never hurt me.
“Say it again,” he demands.
“I’m with you, Easton. I’ll never let anything take you from me again,” I vow. This is my life, and I’m taking it back.
16
EASTON
The taste and feel of her lips on mine is all-consuming. I could do only this for days. But I know that both of us need more.
I break the kiss but only to remove the rest of her clothes. I almost come at the sight of her completely bare in front of me. How many times have I dreamed of this moment? Of there being nothing between us? She truly is perfection.
I lean down to kiss her once again before trailing my lips down the column of her neck. The mix of sweetness and salt of her skin is addicting. The same way it’s always been.
My mouth latches on to her neck, sucking and licking her, knowing that I’m leaving a mark on her. I can’t help it. The need to mark her as mine in any way is too alluring to not do.
All this fucked-up bullshit of us thinking one of us would want another is finally behind us. When she admitted there had been no one, I knew at that moment she was waiting for me to find her. She might not have realized it, but it’s the truth. My Neverland is too alluring for me to believe that others hadn’t tried, but she knew one day I’d be back to claim what belonged to both of us.