Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin as he whispered, “My God, woman.”
While still planted deep inside of me, Billy carried me over to the bed and lowered me onto the mattress. His eyes slowly roamed all over my body, and the heat of his stare caused goosebumps to prickle against my skin. Then he lowered his mouth to my shoulder and trailed kisses past my collarbone down to my breasts.
Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as he took my nipple into his mouth. While he continued to nip and suck along the curves of my breast, he moved inside of me with slow, shallow thrusts. It felt incredible to be there in his arms, to have his body so close to mine, but I needed more. Sensing my struggle, he pulled back and plunged into me.
“Yes!” I pleaded as he drove into me again and again, dominating my body in the most primal way. It didn’t take him long to find that spot that made every nerve in my body tingle. I dug my fingers into his back as he continued to drive into me with the relentless rhythm he’d set, and with each shift of his hips, I could feel my climax building, burning through my veins.
“Don’t stop!” I cried as I tightened around him. Knowing I was getting close, he slid his hands underneath me, lifting me higher as he angled his position. His movements suddenly became rough and demanding as he took me deeper and harder, plunging into me again and again.
A deep groan resonated through his chest as my orgasm crashed over me, causing my entire body to tense around him. He thrust into me one last time, finally giving in to his own release. After several moments, he slowly eased off me and laid back on the mattress, then pulled me over to him.
I rested my head on his chest as I listened to the sounds of our ragged breaths echo throughout the room. After several minutes, the room grew quiet, and Billy whispered, “I never planned on this happening.”
“I know.”
“No, I don’t think you do. At least, not the way I meant it.” He turned and looked down at me with emotion-filled eyes. “I spent years putting up walls. Made myself quite a tower, but I didn’t make it for two. Never planned to let anyone in, and then you come along and make me doubt everything.”
“You’re not the only one with walls, Billy. I have them, too,” I admitted as I strummed the tips of my fingers across his chest. “This thing scares me just as much as it does you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then don’t.”
“I’m not sure it’s that simple.”
“It is if you want it to be.” I looked up at him and smiled. “Not everything has to be difficult.”
“True, but I can’t promise you that I won’t fuck this up.”
“Let’s just see how things go. No promises.”
He nodded, then repeated, “No promises.”
I felt hopeful but wary as I lowered my head back down to his shoulder. I wanted to believe that I’d found someone special who’d make me blissfully happy for years to come, but I knew that was just a schoolgirl fantasy. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe that it would be that easy, but I felt something with Billy—something I knew was more than some idle fantasy.
I felt a smile sweep across my lips as I closed my eyes and nestled closer to him. I listened to the soothing sounds of his breathing, and it wasn’t long before I drifted off to sleep. It had been quite a day, and night, and I was pretty wiped. I thought I’d sleep like a rock. I was wrong.
I’d only been out a couple of hours when the nightmares began.
It started with my father, and my own rendition of DeLuca killing him in cold blood. It seemed so real; as if I was actually there, and I was desperate for it to end. But it didn’t. I was stuck there watching the man who loved and raised me take a bullet to the chest, and after a great deal of agony, he took his last breath. It was gut-wrenching.
I didn’t have time to recover before I was back at DeLuca’s place, and he was yelling at me to leave. I felt so torn. I knew if I stayed, I’d never get out of there, and if I left, I was as good as dead. I couldn’t bear the thought of spending one more moment in that house under his rule, so I took a chance and ran.
Seconds later, I was on the ground with three bullet wounds to the back. Everything went black, and then, I was at Billy’s, and there was the sound of gunfire—gunfire that was meant for me. I was overcome with guilt. Not only because I’d caused it by transferring that money from DeLuca’s account but also because I hadn’t told Billy about it.