Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Honeymoon? But I have class. I have to go to class. Liam, I can’t go on a honeymoon.”
I see the panic in her eyes. I know school is her top priority. Little does she know is that I contacted the dean and she will be doing all her assignments from home. The donation for their new library also helped. But her and my son’s safety is the main thing right now.
“I’ve taken care of it. All your assignments are in your email folder, along with due dates till the end of the semester. If you don’t hand in one, then we have issues, but your professors agree that your safety is their main concern, and since your name has come out, the press has been all over the school. It’s not safe.”
“Liam!” she yells, getting out of bed and dragging the sheet with her. “You and your stupid popularity!”
“He’s ‘Hollywood’s Golden Bad Boy.’” Skylar actually uses quotation marks with her fingers, egging her on while she sits down.
“I can’t do this right now,” Emma says, looking around for her clothes.
“That’s fine. There isn’t time anyway. People will be here soon to put up the tents, so I need Liam downstairs to tell me where he wants the altar.” Skylar gets up, looking at both of us.
“By the way, you’re paying me double,” she singsongs, and turns around. “Oh, Emma, what size shoe are you?”
“A seven, why?”
“I saw the most amazing Yves Saint Laurent bridal shoes that will set him back a chunk. I just ordered them,” she informs her, winking at Emma as she walks out of the room.
“Is she for real?” Emma asks me, the sheet falling.
Her body on full display causes my poor neglected cock to wake up. Her skin is covered in bite marks, hickeys, beard rashes, you name it. I marked her everywhere.
I shrug. “I don’t know. Who cares? Yves will probably send them for fun,” I say, walking to her and picking her up.
She wraps her legs around my waist. “Four days and you’re mine forever.” I kiss her neck and she hugs me back.
“You didn’t even get me a ring,” she pouts, and I throw back my head and laugh.
“Baby, check your finger.”
She looks at her hand. I slipped a five-karat blush pink diamond ring on her finger when she was sleeping, a ring I bought for her the week we met.
“Liam, this is huge.”
“The only thing huge in this room is my cock. Now, it’s time to get you washed up so you can try on the dresses.”
“I didn’t say yes.”
“I didn’t ask. I’ll fucking drag you to that altar.”
With that, I walk into the bathroom and draw her a bath.
“Baby, you need to hurry. The wedding planner is waiting,” I tell her while pulling my white T-shirt over my head. I know how she loves it when I dress in a T-shirt and jeans.
She walks out of the bathroom, her cheeks still pink from me eating her pussy after she relaxed in the bath. “This is your fault,” she says, shimmying her way into a white lace thong and matching bra.
Picking up my phone, I send Skylar a text, letting her know to add those items to the list.
“Who are you texting?” she asks, coming out of the closet dressed in shorts and a tee.
“I’m texting Skylar so she can get proper underwear for you to wear when we aren’t together. And besides, I don’t know if it’s okay for the baby.” I look up right when she rips my phone from my hands.
“You are not sending your assistant to get me panties,” she hisses, trying to erase the text he already sent out. “Oh my God, I can’t believe you sent her this. I don’t need new underwear.”
“Baby, you can’t go out in sexy things like that when I’m not around.” I grab her, yanking her to me before picking her up. Her feet automatically wrap around my waist. “Good girl,” I murmur, right before I devour her mouth. My tongue forces her to open up for me as my cock wakes up from the heat of her pussy. I grab her ass, pulling her as close to me as I can get. Her moan echoes through the room. Right before I throw her on the bed and fuck her hard, there is a knock on the door. “Go away!”
“Why thank you! Yes, we will come in,” Skylar calls as she enters the room, followed by Emma’s mother and father. Emma tries to dislodge herself from me, but I don’t let her.
“Put me down,” she says through clenched teeth.
I put my lips to her ear and whisper, “If I put you down, your parents will see my cock.”
“Ummm, I’m almost ready. Mom, how about you meet me downstairs? I’ve got to change my top.”