Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Beckham rolled off me but kept me right up against him and whispered, “I love you so much, Lenora. I really do.”
I closed my eyes, nothing else mattering except this moment, except what we’d shared and what was to come.
“I could stay like this forever.”
I hummed in agreement. “Then let’s do just that.”
He chuckled softly and tightened his hold on me. “I’ll never get enough,” he whispered at the crown of my head.
I pulled back and looked up at him. He was already staring at me. The smile he gave me had everything feeling like it was perfectly aligned, like everything we’d been through, or would go through, would be worth it all.
It has been worth it all.
Beckham shifted on the bed and cupped the side of my face. He stared at me for long seconds before pulling me in close. I couldn’t deny I loved everything about him.
“God, I love you so fucking much.”
My heart totally stalled at his words.
“To have you in my life as a friend after everything would have been my dream, but now, knowing you love me the same way I love you…” He closed his eyes and shook his head slightly. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” He crushed me to him, and I loved it. I loved the feeling of being breathless. I loved the way his big body wrapped around mine.
“Just tell me you’ll always be mine, Lenora.”
I tipped my head back and looked at him. “As long as you’ll always be mine.”
He groaned and leaned in to kiss me. “Always.”
And just like that, everything was right where it should be.
Chapter Fourteen
Lenora
The next morning
The sound of someone inhaling close to my ear had me slowly opening my eyes. The sun was bright, shining right through the open window, and I groaned softly, my body pleasantly sore in all the right places. This heavy weight pressed against my back, and I closed my eyes and smiled.
Beckham.
I shifted, but Beckham groaned and held me tighter.
“It’s too early for you to be getting up.” His voice was deep and right by my ear. I shivered at how good it felt.
I looked over my shoulder to stare at him. His short dark hair was mussed around his head, his eyes were closed, and his naked chest was on full display. God, he was gorgeous. I lowered my gaze and looked at the sheet that was bunched around his waist, the very clear indentation of his semi-hard erection on display. I was turned on instantly. I felt the chilled air on my skin then and looked down at my chest, realizing the blanket was pooled around my waist, same as him. My breasts were on full display, my nipples hardening. As if Beckham sensed that, he slid his hand up and cupped a mound, sliding his palm against the peaks and pulling a moan from me.
God.
“You feel incredible,” he whispered against my shoulder, and I shifted, my ass rubbing against his stiff dick.
I wanted him to take me again, but I needed to go to the bathroom and definitely freshen up.
I reached for the sheet, but he stopped me, chuckling. “Don’t hide yourself from me, Lenora. You’re too fucking pretty for that.”
My body felt flushed instantly.
“Well, pretty or not, this girl has to go to the bathroom.” He chuckled and let go of me, and I looked over my shoulder to stare at him.
He rolled onto his back and placed an arm over his face, but I could still see he watched me, his eyes hooded, his expression sexy. I took in the sight of his six-pack, of his defined pecs and bulging biceps, and I wanted to lean down and lick every inch of him.
Beckham owned me last night. There was no other way to put it. I was sore between my thighs, and I knew it wasn’t just because he was massive in every sense, but also because I’d given him my virginity.
My heart fluttered at the very thought that he’d given me every part of himself too, that not only did he claim my innocence, but I had his forever as well. A pleasant discomfort and twinge of pain when I moved said he’d certainly made last night memorable. And as I felt the stickiness between my legs, the product of how I’d made him go over the edge, his cum on my inner thighs, I felt this sense of excitement and arousal thrum through my veins.
“I’ll be back,” I said and watched the slow grin spread across his lips.
“I’ll be waiting, baby.”
My heart jumped in my throat at his endearment.
Although I was very much aware of my nudity, and a little uncomfortable with flaunting it in this morning light in front of Beckham, when I looked over my shoulder and saw the way his gaze was trained on my ass then saw the massive erection he sported, this powerful feeling came over me.