Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
I feel his body heat behind me and I’m startled. For a big man I don’t know how he moves so easily without making a sound. He turns me in his arms and I look up into his eyes as a tear slips free. His face looks pained.
Then his mouth is on mine.
Chapter Five
Owen
Her tear-filled eyes are my undoing. I can’t stand seeing the pain there. I crush my mouth down onto hers, wanting to comfort her but also needing to get myself under control. I push my tongue past her full, soft lips, needing to taste her sweetness.
I groan into her mouth as her soft tongue touches mine. Her kiss is unsure and delicate just like her. I pull her little body into mine and her softness melts into me. Her hand wraps around my neck and I lift her, not breaking my mouth from hers. Her legs wrap around my waist as I carry her back to our bedroom, laying her down onto the bed.
It takes everything in me to pull my mouth away from hers. I look down at her and her hair’s spread out on my pillow, her mouth swollen from my dominance.
“Seen a lot of shitty things in my life. But seeing you with tears in your eyes could be the worst,” I admit. My voice is gruff. She gives me a little smile, but I want more. “Tell me why you cry.” I lean down and kiss where one tear escaped, wanting to ease her pain.
She’s hesitates for a moment as if she’s scared to say whatever has upset her. “Are you married?” she blurts out in a rush. Pink tints her round cheeks.
I bark out a laugh. “No, princess, I’m not married.” Not yet at least. But we’ll get there soon enough. My little Minnie thinks she’s getting married to someone on the other side of the wall. The thought would be laughable if it didn’t piss me off so fucking much. The thought of her belonging to someone else makes anger like I’ve never felt burn me from the inside out. She was born to be mine as I was born to be hers.
I watch relief flood her features. “You were sad because you thought I belonged to another?” I ask her. My heart starts to pound. I’ve been waiting for a sign that she might remember who I am or even show me that she has interest in me. I’ve been holding back. It’s been driving me crazy. Having her so close that I can touch and smell her but being unable to take it further. I wanted her to get used to me. I know my size can be scary. Fuck, the need I have for her scares even myself at time. She glances away from my face. I put all my weight on one hand, using my other to take her chin and turn her to look back at me.
Her eyes dart back and forth between mine. “Maybe you’re just not interested in me. I know it’s not right. That I should—”
I cut her off, sealing my mouth over hers and taking another kiss. My control is snapping. When she moans into my mouth and her hands begin to roam my body, I rip my mouth from hers and jump up from the bed.
I start to pace and she sits up in bed, looking at me. Her fingers go to her mouth as she watches me prowl back and forth. I try to take a deep breath to calm myself. I was two seconds away from ripping her clothes off her body and taking her as mine. I was too rough with her tiny body. I need to take a moment and think.
I take one last look at her before I storm from the room. I go straight for the shower and flip the water on before stripping my clothes off. Once I step under the spray, the cold water is a welcome relief. It clears my mind but does nothing to stop the ache in my cock. It’s hard and jutting straight out, tight with need. It’s massive, and when I try to hold it under the cold water, it still throbs to cum.
I wrap my hand around my cock and start to pump. Cumming is the only way this is going to be eased. Images of Minnie below me in bed flash through my mind. Her lips swollen from my mouth on her. Her soft little body wiggling under mine. It only takes a second before the need is too great and my cum splashes against the wall as I groan out her name.
The relief only lasts a second and I look down to see my hand still wrapped around my cock. It’s still just as hard as when I walked in here. “Fuck,” I mumble, letting the cold water roll over me.