Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
“Zane…” My moan is a warning—a caveat. I’m about to unravel, and I want him to come with me this time.
After balancing a hand on his shoulder and flattening my back to the tiles to stabilize my wobbles, I meet his thrusts pump for pump. I fuck him as he’s fucking me, and I love every single minute of our manic, animalistic fuck.
“Jesus… Christ…”
He pumps harder. Faster. He makes me lose my mind.
Then, just as a climax scorches through me, his cock swells, and the most tormented, feral groan I’ve ever heard rips from his lips.
We watch each other fall apart. Our eye contact is absolute. Our mutual desire is unmissable.
It should be uncomfortable or, at the very least, embarrassing.
It is neither of those things.
Being vulnerable isn’t a farce. It is beautifully haunting and has my heart in such a state it takes everything I have not to burst into tears for the second time today.
My emotions are all over the place.
And regretfully, I’m not the only one noticing.
“Hey.” After cupping my cheek, Zane drags his thumb under my eye, wiping away a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen.
Not wanting him to think he’s done something wrong, I try to brush off my surging emotions as hormones. “I must be close to that time of the—”
My words trap in my throat when Zane kisses the trail the sneaky tear caused before he once again notches his cock’s head at the opening of my pussy—his throbbing cock’s head.
“How are you hard again already?” I ask in disbelief.
He pushes in the first inch painfully slow. “I told you he has a mind of his own when it comes to you.” Then another inch. “Can’t say I blame him.” I swivel my hips to accommodate the next two inches since he’s getting harder with each word he speaks. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Everything about you is perfect.”
“Zane…” I murmur in a moan as he continues to enter me slowly.
“Feel how crazy you make me.” We moan in sync when he’s so profoundly seated that the crown of his cock knocks at my uterus. “How unhinged.”
His slow, steady pace drives me as wild as when he screwed me into oblivion.
“I’ve never been so hard.”
His hot breath gusts over my lips as his cock flexes inside me.
It is taking everything he has not to let go, and he’s only doing something as simple as looking at me while his cock is buried deep inside me. He doesn’t thrust his hips or toy with my clit that’s thudding like it hasn’t been stimulated multiple times today.
He makes love to me with his eyes until he coaxes every emotion I own to the surface.
Then he forces them to spill over with long, breathless orgasms, hushed praises, and the realization as to where my upset stems.
He’s due to fly out in less than forty-eight hours, and the remembrance of that is more devastating than being replaced only three weeks out from my wedding.
CHAPTER 11
Zane
“All of them?”
I twist away from the chocolate ice cream stained bedding Kelsey is sleeping on before replying to Emma’s question with a hum. “Uh-huh.”
“That’s a lot of funds to process almost a week out from Christmas, Zane.” Her yawn alerts us to the early hour of our call. I could have waited, but I’m not known for patience. How I forced Kelsey’s deepest, darkest secrets out of her last night verifies this. “Your clients are required to pay your fee upfront to secure your services. It isn’t a down payment—”
“I know how my business operates, Emma,” I interrupt, my tone firm. “I’m just not feeling it right now.”
“Then maybe block out the rest of December and reevaluate after that?” She mistakes my silence as me mulling over her suggestion instead of ensuring Kelsey remains asleep after her hand’s creep across the mattress fails to find me. “You might feel different once the festive season dies down.”
“My decision has nothing to do with Christmas.” I hold my tongue before I say, ‘and everything to do with the woman who was so raw and open with me last night, I fell in love in under a second.’ “And things were never meant to expand this much. I made my fee exorbitantly high so I only needed to take on one client a year. Then greed took over.”
Since she can’t deny my claims—because they’re true—Emma remains quiet.
“This won’t affect your position. I’ll—”
“I’m not worried about my position, Zane. I’m just shocked. I thought your heart was too icy even for a Florida summer to thaw.”
I laugh. “I once thought the same, then Kelsey showed up out of nowhere, teasing Santa, and everything changed.”
I realize I said my comment out loud when Emma murmurs, “Kelsey?”
There’s no leveraging my smile. “Yeah. She’s…” My throat works through a stern swallow when I spot a pair of chocolate brown eyes peering at me. “… awake, so we’ll finalize this conversation later.”