Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
When she would’ve spoken, I placed my hand over her mouth and said, “Shhhh.”
Her mouth closed, but her eyes stayed on mine, not straying an inch from my gaze.
“Today…” I hesitated. “Today when my girl came over, you brought her into your home. Gave her comfort. Calmed me down.” I continued, “And when I had to leave, I knew she’d be safe in your hands. And it’s not every day a man can find someone that’ll care for his daughter. She means the whole world to me, and it’s becoming very apparent that you mean the world to me, too.”
A tear escaped from her eye, slipping down her cheek, and disappearing into the seam of her lips.
“Every day I wake up beside you, I know that it’ll be a good day. I know, that as long as I have you, I’ll have something to look forward to. I want you to know that I adore you, Aspen Ridley. You’re so fucking beautiful, sometimes my heart aches to look at you. Today, when I told my fellow brothers that you were mine, I felt this huge weight lift off my chest.”
“Am I?” She whispered, her voice filled with the sound of tears.
“Are you what?” I asked softly, not following her line of thinking.
“Yours,” she said.
I nodded.
“Irrevocably. You’ll never not be mine,” I promised.
She sniffled.
“I love you, too.”
I grinned.
“You didn’t let me finish,” I chastised her gently. “If you’d only given me the chance, I would’ve said those words to you.”
“Say them now,” she ordered.
I grinned, then tilted her face up to mine.
“I love you, Aspen.”
She smiled, and I dropped a kiss down to her upturned lips.
“And don’t forget it.”
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By Aspen
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The only drawback I saw is that it doesn’t allow for anything bigger than three inches in diameter.
But that’s not a major issue considering that standard dildos are less than three inches in diameter and would have no issues attaching to this device.
I absolutely recommend this product for inclusion in any sexually active woman’s toy box.
Stay tuned to the blog tomorrow for my review of the anal toys that were sent to me for testing and reviewing purposes by Uncertain Pleasures.
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Chapter 19
I’d rather be eating donuts.
-Sports bottle
Drew
My eyes opened, and my whole head pounded with each beat of my heart.
My eyes started to drift closed once again, but the sound of Aspen’s raised voice had me sitting up in her bed, naked and still extremely tired.
We’d had a long night, and I was not complaining.
I’d do it all over again. I just wished she’d learn to sleep past nine in the morning.
“What do you mean?” She asked quickly. “I didn’t change my account number!”
Her reply was near hysterics. “I need that money! I did not change my account number; I can vouch for that right now.”
“No. Yes. No. You’re shitting me,” she hissed. “What are you saying, that you let my fake husband change the account number? How is that even possible?” She hesitated. “No. That is my social security number, and no I don’t know how he would have gotten it. That’s ridiculous.”
I walked out of the bedroom with only a pair of underwear on.
“Ewwww!” Attie called loudly. “Put some pants on, Dad!”
I looked down at my underwear, then sighed and turned to head back to the bedroom, all the while wondering why girls had to be so sensitive.
Grabbing a pair of athletic shorts, the ones I’d worn the day before on my run that were now laundered, I slid them up over my legs and walked back out. Just as clothed now as I’d been thirty seconds before.
“Happy?” I asked her.
She smiled from her position on the couch.
“Yep,” she confirmed.
“What are you doing here instead of at school?” I asked her.
She smiled brilliantly.
“Today’s a snow day,” she pointed at the window with excitement.
I went to the door and groaned when I saw the entire yard, as well as all the other surrounding yards, covered with another layer of snow.
“What the fuck is going on with this fucking state?” I muttered darkly, really not pleased that I would have to work in this shit in about two more hours.