Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
My grin goes lopsided. “The way you chew?”
“You know, little things like that. Things you can’t figure out you hate until you’re in deep with a person.”
“Well, if you’re in deep with a person, then little things like that shouldn’t make a difference.”
This is the right answer because Rosie’s grin is wide and real. She gets up from the table and walks across the kitchen.
“Where you goin’?”
But she doesn’t answer me. Just walks over to the front door, looks at me, and then twists the deadbolt.
“Oh.” Is that a…
But while I’m thinking this, she’s already moved over to the large front windows and is closing the plantation shutters.
“Well…”
Then Rosie Harlow turns to me, cocking a hip. “Amon Parrish, would you like to have dessert first?”
My mouth is open, a little bit in confusion, but more in surprise. “I’m… not sure if that’s a real offer of dessert or—”
“It’s the other kind.”
I get up from the table, walk over to her, slip my hand around her waist, tug her right up to my chest, and let her fall back in my arms a little so she’s looking up at me. Her breathing has hitched up a notch and her eyes are stuck on mine, like she’s waiting for what comes next.
Which is a kiss. Our first kiss. Because when a woman you’re pulling out all the stops for interrupts dinner to offer you dessert, a discussion is not necessary.
But just as I lean down to do this, Rosie says, “Small-town woman with shining gray eyes and a personality to match who also loves dogs is seeking a handsome man to make her swoon over hamburgers and fried chicken while he promises to take her son buck hunting in the fall. She is a bit dramatic, dresses like a teenager, and is perpetually optimistic. He kisses like a prince, fucks like a villain, and she wants him to take her right now because he said all the right things at the dinner table and deserves an extra-special helpin’ of dessert for his efforts.”
It is in this moment that happiness and I truly meet. She’s not only pretty—she’s clever, and fun, and made of sunshine.
I lean in, our lips barely touching, and whisper, “Desperately seeking you, Rosie Harlow.” Then I kiss her. Slow and gentle at first, but it quickly escalates into something urgent and hard. Our mouths open, tongues searching. I reach under her ass and pick her up, gripping her thighs as I carry her over to the wall and press her against it.
Rosie laughs into my neck when I do this. But when I drop her legs, pop the button on her shorts, and start tugging them over her hips, she gasps, wide gray eyes looking up at me in either surprise or delight, then begins helping me out by shoving ’em down until they fall to the floor at her feet.
I reach under her knees and hitch her up again so her thighs are wrapped around my hips and use the wall to steady us as I press my hard-on between her legs.
We kiss again as her hand pushes between us, slips down to the button on my jeans and pops it open. A moment later she’s pulling me out and running her fisted hand up and down my rock-hard shaft.
“I want to be inside you right now, Rosie.” My words come out gruff and rough in a rumble, like thunder.
“Well, let me just help you with that, Amon.” Rosie’s cooing reply is sexy and smooth, like an echo crossin’ water.
I hold her up with one hand, using the other one to push her panties aside as she guides my dick inside her. She’s slick, and wet, and warm and she sighs out a breath like she’s been holding it for years, waiting for this moment, just to let it out.
Everything that I’ve ever wanted out of life comes true in this moment. Because a feeling of utter completeness floods through my body as we move together. Breath hitchin’ up, eyes locked in the moment, desperate to be even closer to each other like what’s building between us might fade into a fairy tale if we don’t become one.
I slow down a little, pushing harder and deeper inside her, and this makes her moan and close her eyes. But her mouth is open and her lips are teasing me, so I kiss her again as she throws her head back, wriggling her hips.
When she comes I’m ready too, but I hold it back until she’s done because I don’t want to miss a single moment of that plump mouth as it twists in bliss. She goes stiff and her head lolls back, revealing her throat. Her hips thrust forward and the whining and whimpering coming out of her mouth makes me want to explode inside her while she’s coming all over my cock.