Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have this career.”
He swept the hair away from my face. “I’d do anything for you. I knew I broke your heart, and there was no coming back from that. If there was one promise I was going to keep it was that one. After I graduated from college, I stayed overseas managing our international companies. I didn’t want to come home. I didn’t have one anymore. You’ve always been my home.” He looked deep into my eyes. “I spent years trying to figure shit out. Who I was, what I wanted, where I was going to end up?”
“When did you come back to Kentucky?”
“I was in and out throughout the years, but I didn’t move back until a few years ago.”
I took in everything he was saying, my heart breaking for him. He inhaled a deep breath, grabbing my face to kiss away my tears.
“All I did was work. I was exhausted, mentally, physically, and emotionally. One day I woke up calling your name. I rolled over searching for you. It was the weirdest fucking thing that’s ever happened to me. I hadn’t been with you in years, and I woke up thinking you were there, beside me. I immediately sat up in bed disoriented, looking for you, and then I remembered you weren’t there. You hadn’t been there in a long time.”
“If I would have known. I would have never let you leave, Tristian.”
“It was either you or me. You had a whole life there. With two loving parents, your brothers, your family… I couldn’t take that away from you. I left because it was easier than taking you away from them. Can you forgive me?”
“Of course, Tristian. All you did for me… How am I ever going to make it up to you?”
“You already have.” He kissed me. “You said, ‘I do.’”
His lips on mine were like coming home every single time.
He possessed my thoughts.
He owned my heart.
He was my home.
He’d always been my home.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned, placing his hand over my heart which was beating rapidly against his fingers.
“It’s yours.” I reached for the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head, and threw it on the floor beside us. “I’m yours. Always.”
“Kitt—”
“Don’t make me beg.”
He growled, kissing me fervently. He lifted me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, never breaking our connection. He took off my bra, tossed it aside, and my panties quickly followed, leaving me completely naked for him.
“I love you. I love you so fucking much.”
“Prove it to me,” I panted, looking at his face. “Make love to me,” I pleaded in a raspy tone. “I belong to you. I’ve always belonged to you. Let’s make a baby.”
He kissed me one last time before kissing his way down my body, softly licking every inch of my skin.
“Tristian,” I murmured, my body shuddering as he pulled my body to the edge of the bed.
Gently, he kissed my inner thighs, blowing against my exposed core the closer he got to where I wanted him the most. His rough hands gripped my thighs as he lightly pecked my clit. My hands raked through his hair as I spread my legs wider for him as he lightly kissed and licked all around my heat. He could already taste me on his tongue. My breathing escalated when he sucked my clit into his mouth, moving his head from side-to-side.
He never took his eyes off me, watching as I grasped onto the sheets. My climax built higher and higher, and he slid his fingers inside. I was so wet.
So ready.
He could feel me getting closer, and my hips moved on their own against his fingers and tongue.
“That’s it, kitten, fuck my face like you love to.”
Not a minute later, he tasted my climax, long and steady. He didn’t stop until I was shuddering and begging him to stop, unable to take it any longer.
He stood with hooded eyes as I watched him undress. It didn’t take long before he thrust inside of me.
The feel of him.
The love I had for him.
It was immediate.
I found my soulmate when I was sixteen-years-old and I knew then like I knew it now. We might have been young, but it didn’t matter. Tristian was forever a part of me.
Our young love became our eternity.
“I love you.”
“You’re mine,” he rasped against my lips. “Forever mine.”
He stated what I was already fully aware of. My life turned into everything I ever wanted because of him. There was no way I’d be able to repay him for the sacrifices he made for me.
I did the only thing I could do…
I silently prayed.
He’d put a baby in me.
—Tristian—
She was so fucking beautiful.
So fucking mine.
I placed a soft kiss on the pulse on her neck, loving the feel of it beating against my lips. Her bright blue eyes watched me adoringly. It felt as if we were making love with no more regret placed between us. I peered up at her, and she shyly smiled while I kissed my way down to her breasts, taking her perfect round nipple into my mouth, making her moan in abandon.