Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
I wanted to believe with everything inside me that what he’d said was true. Holding onto that hope only made me realize how much time we’d truly lost with each other.
Finding my voice, I apologized, “I’m so sorry I’ve been punishing you. I know it doesn’t change anything, and we can’t get back the years we lost.”
Tears fell from my eyes, one right after the other. There was no stopping them. Nothing could have prepared me for this moment and the emotions it’d evoke.
It wasn’t Ledger who came to me this time—I willingly gave myself to him. My mouth crashed onto his, and it was all he needed to lose control. Roughly, he gripped my ass, lifting me to straddle his waist.
My big belly was in the way, but he was able to carry me without any restraint.
Our kiss was passionate.
Hungry.
Sending us into a frenzy.
He carried me in the barn, lying me down on a blanket on the hay. This was crazy, but Ledger was always impulsive—going from one extreme to the next.
He cradled my face, never once breaking our kiss. I had no idea what I was in for. Ledger wasn’t the man who made love. He seemed into hard, passionate fucking.
This was different—he was different.
Ledger
Gripping the sides of her face, I devoured her mouth.
Claimed her lips.
Owned her.
Worshipped her.
Fucking loved her.
For a minute, I allowed her to take my breath away. In my eyes, she’d never looked so fucking beautiful.
So goddamn breathtaking.
So fucking mine.
I gripped her wrists and held them above her head with one hand, while the other slid from her face down to her breasts, kneading them in my other hand.
She moaned. I wouldn’t let up. I just kept kissing her, caressing her, and whispering how much I loved her. Using my lips, I wiped away all her tears, tasting her sorrow, her hurt, her love for me.
Tenderly moving my way to her lips while her body continued to shudder from my strong, overpowering love. Overwhelming her emotions and overriding her insecurities the way only I knew how.
By making love to her.
Before another second slipped by, I kissed her for all the years I didn’t, for all the months I couldn’t, for all the moments I so desperately wanted to but lost her. Losing myself in her. It was almost like I was trying to kiss away how badly I hurt her.
“Do you have any idea how many nights I’ve dreamed of the things I want to do to you?” I expressed against her lips, causing her eyes to flutter open.
Trapping her gaze with mine, she triggered a carnal reaction profoundly within my core. Her lips were swollen and red, her skin warm and flushed, her hair tousled and flowing loosely all around her gorgeous face. I released her wrists, pulling back a few strands of her hair away from her eyes, wanting nothing in the way of her surrendering stare.
“I can’t lose you again. Please tell me you know that?”
“I do,” she stressed.
I blew out a long breath, one I felt like I’d been holding since she came back into my life, feeling emotions I couldn’t begin to place.
I glided my tongue into her mouth. She stirred, yielding to my fervent embrace, melting into my touch. We kissed for what seemed like hours, just entangled and exploring each other’s mouths.
I hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was already fucking melting, splitting at the seams.
“Ledger,” she panted, strangled and frantic.
I kissed her until her body undeniably conceded to me.
Until she was anxious and trembling, soft and supple in my arms.
Until every muscle pulsated with anticipation.
With need.
With want.
With desire to own every last inch of her flesh.
That was my undoing. I dropped between her legs, dying to taste heaven.
Forcefully yet gently, I slid down her panties and sucked her sensitive clit into my mouth until she was at my mercy, responding to every sensation my tongue inflicted. I inhaled her addicting scent of arousal mixed with the sweet smell of her pussy.
“Beg me, sugar. Beg me to make you come,” I growled, looking up at her.
Through heated eyes, she pleaded, “Please…please make me come…” She arched her back when I plunged my tongue into her opening. “Ledger…” she purred out my name. Fisting my hair, she used it as leverage to stay upright.
I made love to her with my tongue.
Licking.
Sucking.
Eating.
I worked her clit side to side and up and down as she ground her hips in a back-and-forth motion against my mouth. She was going to rip out my hair and made my cock throb so fucking hard. I started to fuck my fist to her as she came down my throat and chest.
I witnessed her unraveling from the inside out with juices dripping out of her core. Possessing every last fiber of her being, I made her come some more.