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)
That should scare me. It doesn’t. I know without a doubt that Easton would follow me to the end of the world. I can’t help but love his possessiveness. And the fact that he’s never shied away from how he’s felt about me no matter what anyone thought. He didn’t care. I was his. That is all that mattered to him until something threatened that.
“Does that turn you on, Neverland?” His finger slides through the folds of my sex. “To know I’d do anything to have you. No matter the cost or the collateral damage. I’d watch the whole world burn to have you. Fuck, I’d even be the one to strike the match if it meant you’d be mine forever.”
“Easton,” I moan. My fingers grip his shirt.
“See, I need you. Who knows what I might do without you?” He gives me a playful smirk, trying to make light of everything. Always wanting me to be happy.
“You’re right. You can’t be trusted.” I turn to straddle him.
“I’m glad you’re starting to see that.” He slides a finger inside of me. “How are you still so fucking tight?”
He grinds his palm against my clit. I know it shouldn’t turn me on, but the thought of him doing whatever it took to make sure I was safe does that to me. This man gives me love unlike any other.
It might not fully heal the loss of my mom, but it does stitch together that hole in my heart. When I’m with Easton everything is better.
“You should do something about that.” I pull at his sweatpants, and his cock slips free. Easton rips the robe from my body before lifting me to lie across his desk. A few things tumble to the floor as he does it. “I was gonna ride you.” I fake a pout, stretching out across his desk so he can see every inch of me.
Easton opens a drawer. The next thing I know, he’s grabbing my hand to slip a beautiful ring onto my finger.
“Oh my God.” I lift my hand to see the ring. “This is not—”
“The Pink Star diamond? That it is.” This man is always leaving me speechless.
I remember reading about the ring and how much it went for at auction. I thought it was insane. The man who bought it only wanted it because of its rarity. It is one of the world's treasures, and he was going to hide it away. It is magical. I told Easton when I read the article that it shouldn’t be locked away. Now it’s not. It’s free, like me.
“I need you. Seeing you in my ring and nothing else.” I gasp when he thrusts fully inside me. His hands grip my hips to keep a firm hold on me. I know he wants to let loose.
“I can handle you, Easton.” His fingers dig into my hips.
“Only you ever could.” He half growls as he starts to thrust fast and deep inside of me. I try to lift my hips to meet his thrusts, but he keeps me pinned to his desk. “Touch your clit. Use your left hand.”
I slip it between my legs, doing as I’m told. My clit is already throbbing. My whole body is ready for release.
Easton is watching me play with myself as his cock slides in and out of me.
“Easton,” I moan. I want this to last, but it’s too intense.
“Come for me.” I'm already there.
I cry out his name. Easton thrusts a few more times before planting himself deep inside of me. His warm release explodes into me, and he falls down over me, his mouth taking mine.
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” I say right back.
“I’m going to murder whoever that is.” He stands, his cock still inside of me. That’s when I hear the ringing too. How long has it been going off? “It’s my security. Only they have that line.” He reluctantly pulls his cock from me.
I watch him tuck himself back into his sweatpants. The man is still fully dressed.
“Don’t move,” he orders when I sit up to find my robe. I roll my eyes at him but stay sitting up and don’t reach for the robe. Easton grabs the black phone from off the floor. “What?” He barks when he answers. Easton listens for a second before opening a drawer to pull out a small digital pad. He clicks away, making a tv screen drop down over the mantle of the fireplace, the screen coming to life.
“Elsa!” I jump up from the desk when my sister's face is on the news.
“Her father?” Easton snags me around the waist, pulling me into his body. “Clean it up. This isn’t how I wanted to bring them back from hiding, but it’s done. Release my statements.”
It’s hard to listen to what Easton is saying and watch the news reports on the Monroe family being found. My mind is racing with a million thoughts of how this is going to play out.