Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
“Easy, Vannah, or this will all be over too soon.”
She moans against my cock, and the vibrations slide through me. She continues sucking me, and I watch her, gaze at her beautiful lips sliding up and down my cock, the perfect combination of pressure, warmth, and wetness.
It’s like she’s sucking the life force out of me in the most wonderful way. Tingles shoot through my spine, turning from icy to hot in mere seconds, until—
“Vannah, baby.” I stretch my arms out toward her. “God… Come here. Come here and straddle me. I want to be inside you. I need to be inside you.”
She lets my cock go with one more sweet suck to the head, crawls upward, and then sinks down on my hardness with a soft whimper.
“Feel good?” I grit out.
“So good, Falcon. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.”
She leans down, and I grab her tits, taking one nipple between my lips and tugging while she undulates her hips, circling them, making me insane with her movements as I embed myself inside her warmth.
A moment later, she sits up, and her sweet nipple drops from my mouth. She finds her rhythm and she begins fucking me. Gliding up and down over my cock, her perfect suction driving me to the brink of madness.
“Yeah, Vannah. God, yeah. You’re so tight. So sweet. God, I love you.”
“I love you too, Falcon.” She increases her speed, riding me like a bucking bronco, moaning, whimpering, until she slides her hand down her belly and touches her clit—
“Ah, God!” she cries.
Her pussy clamps around me, and I’m done for. I reach forward, grab her hips, and push her down hard onto my cock as I explode inside her.
And all the pain, the beating, the fear, the anguish…
It all fades away into the willing body of the woman I love.
Later, as we lie together, she snuggles into my shoulder. “I love you,” she whispers.
I look deeply into her beautiful eyes, into her beautiful soul. “Then marry me, Savannah. Please. Make me the happiest man in the world.”
She smiles wide. “And I’ll be the happiest woman in the world. Yes, Falcon. I’ll marry you.”
We fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Eight years earlier…
I didn’t sleep that night.
I stayed in Eagle’s room, watching over him. He tossed and turned all night, and in the morning, I dragged him up, shoved him in the shower, and brought him cup after cup of coffee.
I already knew I wouldn’t be going on my European wine tour with Mom or joining the Navy with Leif.
No. My life was laid out for this summer. I had to take care of my baby brother. Make sure he got the help he needed. And make sure this whole fucking thing went away.
Two days went by, and I thought maybe everything would be okay.
But then the sheriff came to our house.
Dead body found on your property.
Young rookie cop. Out hunting. Got shot.
The words buzzed in my ears—phrases and fragments.
A dead cop.
Someone was going to have to pay.
Without thinking, I started talking. I told them Hawk and I were out doing some target practice. A bullet must have gone off course and we didn’t realize it.
Hawk and I both gave our pistols to the sheriff, and I lost more sleep, wondering if the bullet had actually come from Eagle’s gun after he’d dropped mine.
Nope .
It came from my gun.
My brother had killed a cop. With my gun.
And I took the blame.
I awake to the buzzing of my phone. The sun is setting through the window as I untangle myself from Savannah and find my pants to retrieve my phone.
It’s Hawk.
“Hey,” I say into the phone.
“Falcon, I’m sorry to bother you your first night home from the hospital, but I’ve got something important that can’t wait.”
“What is it?”
“Can you speak freely?”
Savannah is snoring softly, but I leave the room anyway, pulling on my pants as I go.
“I can now. What’s up?”
He pauses a moment.
“For Christ’s sake, Hawk. What is it?”
“It’s bad, Fal. Really bad.”
My pulse accelerates. “God, not Raven.”
“No, no. Of course not. Last I heard she was helping Savannah bring you home.”
“Yeah, she did. She left a while ago.” I heave a sigh of relief. “What is it then?”
He pauses. “I just got out of a meeting with Dad, a couple of his foreman, and his land attorneys. He wants to expand, Falcon. He wants to begin clearing that parcel of land by the border…where that old barn sits.”