Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I sat up and pulled it up and over my head, then dropped it beside us before leaning back on my hands again. His eyes were on my chest as a muscle in his jaw ticked and his nostrils flared. I loved watching him look at me like he couldn’t get enough. He bent down and kissed the scar from the bullet from Jameson’s shot. It wasn’t the first time he’d done it. And I wondered why he did.
“Come here,” he growled, pulling me back up with him. Threading his fingers into my hair, he held my head so that our faces were so close that our heavy breathing mingled. “I’m not ever letting you go,” he said before his mouth claimed mine, his tongue stroking the inside of my mouth the way he’d done between my legs.
I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my breasts against his chest. A shudder went through his body, and I tensed, then shattered into a beautiful orgasm while clinging to him and shouting his name.
“FUCK!” he roared, slamming into me hard, and the warmth of his release filled me.
Every time we were together, it just seemed to get better. I wanted this man. The warnings in my head were getting fainter and fainter. He was managing to dim them all.
• Two •
If the day ever came when she discovered all I’d done, it could be … bad.
Storm
As much as I wanted to get in the shower with Briar, her taking one alone gave me time to finish installing the cameras around the house. Just in the areas I needed to keep an eye on her. Until she wasn’t a flight risk. At least, that was what I wanted to believe. But right now, the compulsion to be able to see her at all times was fucking intense. I wasn’t sure that would ever ease.
When I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs, I did a quick scan of the living room. There wasn’t a door in this house I didn’t have a camera on now. The outside was already monitored for security purposes. I didn’t have to worry about adding anything more.
Although she had come on my dick, screaming my name, on the back porch, I knew she wasn’t going to forget the conversation I hadn’t wanted to continue. She would not be paying for anything. I had to make her completely dependent on me. Show her a life where she no longer had to fix her problems. I’d handle them all. As for a baby, fuck no I wasn’t ready for that. I wanted her all to myself. At least for a few years. But if it did happen, that kind of security where I had her locked to me would be helpful.
It was time I showed her the car and let her realize she didn’t have any money. Rip that bandage off. The sooner she accepted I was taking care of her needs, the better. Stubborn woman.
I turned toward her as she walked into the room. The shorts and crop top she was wearing didn’t ever need to leave this house. Sure, I was the one who had bought it for her, but now that I saw it on her, it was going to be for my eyes only. If I had to watch a man looking at her in it, I’d snap. Some bastard would die.
“I liked my shirt on you better.” Which would have been the case no matter what she had put on. Seeing her in my clothes had made this possessive, crazed monster inside me fucking purr.
She tilted her head to the side, and her eyes reassured me that she wanted this. Me. She wanted to be here even if she was scared to hand over her control. “I can’t wear your shirt all day.”
If she was handcuffed to my bed, she could, but I refrained from saying that. I’d said enough earlier to frighten her. If I could learn to control my damn mouth and stop saying the twisted things I was thinking, then she might relax.
“That’s a shame,” I told her.
A soft laugh escaped those perfect lips, and I really hated that I was about to upset her. It had to be done, but, damn, it made my stomach turn. I didn’t like her unhappy. I wanted her smiling and as close to me as possible. Once this was over, I’d make sure she was fucking full of joy from now on.
“Your car arrived,” I said before I could convince myself to put it off. I wanted this ugliness finished.
Her eyes lit up, and she looked toward the front of the house. “Is it outside?”
I nodded. “Yes. I had them leave it there. I’ve not seen it. I thought I’d wait to go out with you.” Liar.