Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79440 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79440 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
My hand rests on the small of her back, and I pull her closer. “You can’t let the guilt eat at you. Think about this, what if our roles were reversed? How would you feel if I kept apologizing when you’ve already forgiven me?”
She nods. “I know. I’ll do better.” There’s just enough moonlight for me to see her bite down on her bottom lip. “I’ve been being me more.”
“Explain that, sweets.”
“With my mother. I’ve been eating food she tells the staff to throw out. I just buy more, like cereal and cookies. I’m not letting her walk all over me anymore.”
“I’m proud of you, baby, but I need you to be careful.” Panic wells in my chest when I think about her mother hurting her, more than she already has. “I need you to do what you have to do to keep the peace until this is over.”
“I’m hoping she’ll disown me like she threatened to do with Jeremy. Then, I can do whatever I want. I can live for me, and for my big brother who never got the chance to break free.”
“I don’t want you to hurt,” I whisper. Even saying the words guts me. I hate thinking about her being so far away for two long years, constantly worrying about me and my family. There was no one there to offer her comfort or support. My girl did what she felt she had to do. I love her for what she did. Do I wish she would have talked to me? Absolutely, but we can’t change our past, yet we can mold our future.
My future is with her.
“I hurt every day I’m not with you, Ryder. I’ve lived through thinking I’d never be with you again. Now, here we are, and I’m fighting for that. For me. For us. I’ll fight until I can’t anymore.”
Her words reach inside my chest and wrap around my heart like a fist.
Rolling to my back, I pull her so she’s lying on top of me. My cock is thick and demanding where it’s nestled between her thighs. Just like that, my exhaustion slips away. I’m still tired, but I’ll never be too tired for her. I know she’s going to have to go home tomorrow. I don’t know what time, and I don’t want to ask. I want this moment with her without that knowledge hanging over my head.
Speaking of her thighs, I run my fingers over her silky-smooth skin. My fingers find their way beneath her panties, and she’s ready for me. “Always so wet for me,” I rasp.
“Only you.”
“Are we attached to these?” I ask, pulling at the waistband of her panties.
“My panties? Uh, no, why?”
I rip one side, then the other. She gasps, but I ignore it and tap her on the ass. “Lift for me, sweets.” Like my good girl, she rises on her knees and allows me to toss the now-ruined panties to the floor. “Shirt off, baby.”
She immediately complies, lifting the shirt over her head, and tossing it to the side.
“I liked that one. I slept in it last night too.”
“You can have it. You already have all of me, Jordyn. What’s mine is yours.” None of it means anything without her.
“This too?” She grips my cock.
“All of me.”
Lifting on her knees, she guides me to her entrance. She takes her time slowly sinking down on my cock. She’s hot, wet, and so fucking tight. I have to stiffen my body to fight off the urge to thrust inside of her.
“Let me take care of you for a change,” she whispers, leaning over and pressing her lips to mine.
“You always take care of me.” I sound like a sappy tool, but fuck me, I’m exhausted, and my girl is here after I haven’t seen her for two long weeks. And after a never-ending shift at work, I’ve earned the right to be a little sappy.
“I’m so full,” she murmurs, tilting her head back.
Her long hair hangs down her back, and I can’t help but bury my fist in it, giving it a little tug. She moans, so I do it again, and her pussy pulses around my cock.
“I feel you, sweets.” I lift my hips as she widens her legs, and I’m buried inside her as far as I can go. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“Mm-hmm,” she agrees. She rocks her hips, and I grip her waist, needing something to hold on to. Something to ground me because I’m seconds away from flipping us over and taking control.
“Ryder.”
“Tell me what you need, baby.”
“More. Harder, faster—just more.”
Fuck yes.
I move with lightning speed I didn’t know I was capable of considering how tired I am, flipping Jordyn on her back. Her legs are locked tight around my waist, and her hands are clasped behind my neck.
“I need you to hold on tight. Move your arms under mine and grip my back. I want to feel your nails biting into my skin.”