Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 29279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Mike’s voice is crackly as he says, “About fifteen minutes out, Mr. Masters.”
“Perfect.”
My boyfriend turns back to me and takes my hand.
“Brynn, I can’t begin to explain how amazing I think you are. You’re the best woman and just the best person I’ve ever met. I love you with all my heart, and you’ve given me the family I never thought I’d have.”
Then, he reaches into the pocket of his tuxedo and my heart begins to race as I realize what’s happening.
“Oh my God,” I whisper.
Grinning, he pulls out a small ring box and continues, “Brynn Hale, I know I don’t deserve a woman like you but I can’t imagine ever living without you. Will you marry me, sweetheart? Will you make me the happiest man on Earth?”
He opens the box and reveals a large blue sapphire surrounded in a halo of sparkling diamonds. I can’t catch my breath, and I can’t seem to speak either. I’m so happy and so full of love that tears start to run down my cheeks, undoubtedly messing up my make up. But I don’t care. Tom is gazing me, his beautiful blue eyes shining, and to my surprise, he’s a bit nervous. I nod my head yes, while laughing and crying like a madwoman.
“Of course I will,” I say. “Yes yes yes!”
He lets out a shaky laugh and holds me to him, tightly. I hug him back, crying into his shoulder. Then, pulling away, Tom hands me a handkerchief from his pocket. As I attempt to fix my makeup, Tom takes out the ring and slides it on my finger. I look more closely at it and smile, my tears starting anew. On the side of the platinum band is an engraving of a small dolphin.
“Oh, I can’t believe it!” I say, laughing. “You had this specially made, didn’t you?”
“Yes. Do you like it?” Tom asks, cupping my face in his hands. “It seemed appropriate, given that the dolphins brought you to me.”
I nod, tears coursing down my cheeks again.
“I can’t even describe how much I love it.”
“Good, because I love you,” he says and kisses me. “I want you to be happy, Brynn.”
“I am and I love you too,” I whisper against his lips.
I kiss him back with all I have. Tom groans and pulls me on top of him, both of us falling back against the large seat of the limo. I gasp as I feel how hard he is through his pants, but should we? I decide to go for it. Breaking the kiss, I put my hand on him as he strains beneath the zipper.
“Oh god,” Tom groans.
“You like that?” I whisper.
He nods.
I push myself off him and shimmy down the length of his body, my movement a little restricted in my dress. I continue to rub him through his pants until I’m on my knees in front of him.
“Oh God, Brynn, what are you doing?”
But he stops talking as I pop the button of his trousers, kissing the tanned skin between his shirt and his boxer briefs.
My husband-to-be groans and leans his head back against the seat, his bronzed throat tense. I carefully reach into the opening of his boxers and pull out his hard shaft. Taking the tip delicately in my mouth, I suck on it. I can feel Tom jerk and groan again. Overwhelmed with feelings of desire and power, I take him fully into my mouth, savoring the velvety hardness.
“Oh shit,” Tom groans, his voice hoarse. “God Brynn. It feels so good.”
I continue to work him with my my mouth, sucking with ruby red lips. My cheeks vacuum inwards before I lap my tongue along that pulsating shaft. His breathing is ragged and he’s moaning my name over and over again. I can feel him growing harder in my mouth and know that he’s close. Then, I reach into his pants with my hand and gently squeeze his warm balls.
“Oh God,” he gasps as orgasm floods into my mouth. It’s salty and sweet, and I swallow every drop like it’s the elixir of youth. Then, I finish licking the last of it off of his tip and slowly begin to put him back into his pants. Tom is panting and staring at me, his eyes glazed.
“Holy shit,” he mutters, running a hand through his hair. He’s breathing hard, and somehow, his entire tuxedo looks mussed now.
I laugh.
“You’re welcome, Mr. Masters. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Enjoyed it? Honey, you blow me away each and every single time we make love. I’d throw you over my lap right now and give that pussy a good once over, but shit, we’re almost at the theater.”
I giggle and he chuckles while pulling me into his arms. I settle comfortably against his huge chest, resting my head on his shoulder while enjoying the closeness.