Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
It was so meaningful.
So emotional.
So goddamn loving.
This was Haven Beckham.
My Peach.
My fingers begged me to touch her, to feel her up against me. Aching for something I shouldn’t, knowing it would only lead to fucking trouble.
“Please…” she purred as if that answered everything. “If you can’t tell me you love me than just keep showing it to me.” Grabbing my hand, she placed it over her racing heart. “You do this to me every time I’m around you. From the first moment I saw you, I’ve thought about you every day since. Please…just be with me.”
I could see the buildup, months of anticipation, longing, and desire in her eyes as she hesitantly leaned forward, placing her hands back on my chest. Slowly bringing her lips to meet mine next. She started off with a simple peck until she opened her mouth, seeking out my tongue.
This was all her, displaying everything I taught her. I let it go on, allowing her to feel like she was in control for a few seconds. Getting lost in her, I fought an ongoing battle between right and wrong when it came to her.
A man could only take so much, and I was at my tipping point. I no longer had any control over my movements as she was sitting in my arms.
I muttered against her lips, “You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
I kissed her.
Claimed her.
Loved her the only way I knew how.
She smiled, rocking her hips against my cock in a silent demand. I gripped her waist hard like I wanted to do the second she straddled my lap. She gasped as I stood in one swift motion, wrapping her legs around my waist. I never stopped kissing her as I made my way to my bed. Laying her down on the mattress, I hovered over her heady frame, causing her breathing to escalate when she realized she was now beneath me.
“For fuck’s sake, what are you doing to me?” I repeated, resting my forehead on hers, looking down at her swollen lips.
She was so beautiful.
So innocent.
She was everything I ever wanted but didn’t think I would have until this very moment.
I couldn’t help myself, kissing her more aggressively than before. Her hands went to the back of my neck, pulling me closer, not nearly close enough. The kiss turned urgent and demanding, as she met each and every pull. It was full of emotion, mixed with pure lust and something else I’d never felt before.
My hands continued to roam over her body. Knowing I was the only man to have ever touched her this way was doing all sorts of things to my mind.
Especially to my cock.
It was conflicting.
It was a struggle.
It was the first time in my life…
I willingly lost control.
Twenty-Three
Hayes
She tilted her head back, giving my lips more access to her flushed skin. I’d never been like this with any other woman, taking my time, wanting to explore every last inch of her body.
I needed her.
I wanted her.
I. Loved. Her.
Touching Haven was like coming home.
She was my home.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I groaned, kissing over her heart.
“It’s yours, Hayes. I’m yours. Only yours. Always.”
I growled, kissing her fervently. Never breaking our connection. She had the softest fucking skin I had ever felt.
“I love you. I love you so much,” she expressed again, wanting to brand it into my skin.
“Make love to me,” she pleaded in a raspy tone. “I belong to you. Only you.”
I kissed her one last time before licking and kissing my way down her body.
“Hayes,” she murmured, her body shuddering as I lightly kissed her clit.
She was still sensitive from my previous assault, but I needed to get her ready. Though my cock was going to hurt her regardless. I spread her pussy, fucking her with my tongue.
I never took my eyes off her as I watched her grip the sheets so fucking hard from her climax, building higher and faster. I eased my finger inside of, she was so fucking wet.
I tried sliding in a second finger, wanting to stretch her as much as I could. Knowing it didn’t matter what I did, it was still going to be painful for her. I could feel her getting close when her hips started moving on their own against my fingers and mouth.
“That’s it, Peach,” I roused. “Fuck my face just like that.”
Not a minute later, I tasted her orgasm. I didn’t stop until she was shattering above me, holding her legs down, she begged me to stop.
She watched as I kicked off my gym shorts while I opened my nightstand to grab a condom.
“Oh,” she breathed out. “You don’t need that.”
“Haven, I’m not getting you pregnant.”
“You won’t. I’m on the pill.”
I jerked back.
She smiled, blushing. “It’s to regulate my monthly cycle.”
I fucking beamed, crawling my way up her body.