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)
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
She beamed.
“I want to tell you that I wish things could have been different for us, but I’d be lying, and I don’t lie to you. I hate the years we lost. However, look at everything you’ve become. I don’t think it would have happened if I’d have stayed.”
Harder.
Faster.
I thrust deep inside of her.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. We’re together now. Forever together, Tristian. No matter what.”
I softly kissed her, taking my time with each stroke of my tongue as it tangled with hers. Savoring the velvety feel of my mouth claiming hers, thrusting in and out of her tight heat a few more times before I pulled away, needing to look into her eyes again. I loved seeing every emotion I felt through her gaze. It mirrored every feeling inside of me.
It was for me.
Only me.
My thumb brushed against her cheek, and she smiled as I kissed the tip of her nose, thrusting a little faster.
“Does that feel good, kitten?”
“Yes… Don’t stop… Harder…”
I grabbed the back of her neck to keep our eyes locked on one another’s. My forehead hovered above hers as we caught our breaths.
“Come on my cock. I want to feel your sweet pussy. Give it to me, kitten. It’s mine.”
She nodded, panting profusely, her heart pounding against mine. Her body trembled, and I brought her lips to mine, pushing my tongue into her eager, awaiting mouth.
“I love you,” I groaned in between kissing her.
“Tristian, Tristian, Tristian,” she repeated over and over, climaxing all down my shaft and taking me right over with her. I shook with my release and passionately claimed her mouth.
The past was finally over.
The future was ours to conquer together.
I found my soul mate when I was sixteen-years-old. And for the next two decades, it waited until my soul was complete again.
Mine forever more.
Chapter 29
—Belle—
We ended up staying in Tahiti for another week before we flew home to business as usual. For the last two weeks since we’d been home, I was still riding the high that was Tristian Hawkins. There was no escaping the emotions that captivated me from the moment I first met him. Things were good.
Great actually.
I walked into the elevator, finding him standing there. All handsome in his black three-piece suit.
“Well, fancy running into you here, Mr. Hawkins.”
He looked me up and down. “This is what you’re wearing in the office?”
I glanced down at my blue pencil dress. “What? It’s professional.”
“What part of professional involves your tits out, kitten?”
“Okay, so it’s not just me?” I pointed to them. “They look bigger, right?”
He didn’t hesitate in hitting the panic button on the elevator, making it jolt to a complete stop.
“Oh my God! What are you doing?”
Wrapping his arm around my lower back, he tugged me toward him. Coaxing, “I need to get a better look.”
We spent the next thirty minutes christening the elevator. Pulling my skirt down, the elevator started moving again.
“You better hope my grandfather doesn’t see the video footage.”
“I’ll make sure to have my assistant go pull it from the security cameras.”
I smiled. “Good call.”
“What time is your appointment today?”
“Three. My gyno was able to squeeze me in.”
“Don’t forget to ask about prenatal vitamins.”
I shook my head, looking at him dumbfounded. “The amount of knowledge you know about pregnancy is truly alarming. They’re going to check my blood too. I feel like I may be anemic right now. I’m so tired all the time.”
He grinned. “I do keep you up at night.”
“That you do. It’s actually your specialty.”
The door opened, and we stepped off.
“Have a great day, kitten.”
I smirked. “You just made sure of it.”
He winked at me before we went our separate ways. I spent the entire morning on phone calls about our merger and how it would affect the future of our businesses. By noon I was beyond exhausted, yawning as my grandfather walked into my office.
“Good afternoon, Belle.”
“What do I owe this unexpected appearance?”
He sat in the chair in front of my desk. “Can’t a grandfather just stop by to see his beautiful granddaughter?”
“Beautiful granddaughter?” I cocked my head to the side. “Why do I feel like you’re buttering me up?”
“We haven’t spoken since you got married, and I wanted to see how things were going.”
“Oh, I see. Are you asking me if I’m pregnant?”
“Are you?”
“Not right now, but we’re trying.”
“In all hours of the day and work environments.”
I’m going to kill Tristian.
“Umm … well, you know… Have to strike while the iron is hot.”
“You remind me of your grandmother at your age.”
Kill me now.
“This is a fantastic talk, but I have to wrap things up for my doctor’s appointment this afternoon.”
“Are you feeling alright?”
“I’m fine. It’s just a checkup.”
“Okay.” He went to stand, but I couldn’t help myself.
I blurted, “Tristian told me why he left after my debutante ball.”