Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
I wasn’t tired, though.
Nope, I was excited, I wanted Ive to be home. Our first anniversary. This morning he had to leave early, and that was fine. I’d still been in bed. I was often a light sleeper, but just recently, I’d been relaxed enough to sleep through every single bump and movement. I knew it was because of Ive. He made me feel safe and protected.
I heard the door opening and closing, and I rushed toward the main door, and sure enough, there was Ive, stepping through, carrying a bouquet of roses.
“I didn’t forget,” he said.
Rolling my eyes, I rush toward him and throw my arms around his neck. “I know you didn’t forget. Wasn’t this the day a year ago that ruined your life?”
“Yes, totally ruined it.”
He wrapped his arms around me, still holding the roses.
“I’m such a bad woman,” I said.
“Yep, you are, because there was a time when I’d come home and not be accosted by a woman.”
I gasped and made to pull out of his arms, but he wouldn’t let me go.
“And I didn’t have to deal with all the kisses.”
This time, he kissed me.
“And I can smell dinner is ready?”
“It is.”
“Please tell me you’ve not left it to Rose?” he asked.
One of the days Michael had cooked for us, I’d come to greet Ive, only to find that Rose had a penchant for steak and potatoes and she ate the whole thing. Ive hadn’t been too impressed but I had a feeling that was because he fed her while we were at the table.
“No, everything is covered.” But I had my doubts. If a dog wanted something, she had her ways of getting into it.
Ive chuckled as I tried to pull him to the dining room, but Rose was still curled up in her bed. The food was safe. I was relieved as I didn’t have anything else to cook for us. I’d planned everything perfectly and with the food still there, I wanted to run over and kiss and hug Rose. She was becoming such a good girl. But, I didn’t.
Taking Ive’s hand, I led him to the table and made him sit down. I knew he allowed me to do this. I didn’t force him to do anything he didn’t want to do.
Before I sat down, I lifted the silver domes off our plates, revealing our food, which was still warm. The scent of herbs and garlic filled my senses, and I smiled.
“This looks delicious,” he said.
I take a seat, and pick up my knife and fork. He asked about my day, and we enjoyed our meal, just talking. Michael had prepared us some chocolate mousse, so I went to the kitchen fridge and grabbed them.
Ive didn’t wait at the table. He came to the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me. His face pressed against my neck, and I couldn’t contain the moan as he flicked his tongue across the pulse. I closed my eyes as pleasure flooded me.
He took the dessert from my hands and placed it on the kitchen counter. He spun me around and teased the strap of my dress.
“You look stunning in this, but you look even better naked.”
I didn’t stop him as he pulled my dress down, exposing my tits, and I’d even felt the confidence to not wear underwear. Ive growled and ran his hands all over my body.
He moved me back toward the counter and I let out a yelp as he suddenly lifted me up and put my naked ass onto the flat, cold, marble surface.
“Cold?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Let me warm you up.” He pushed me back, and it was a pretty long counter so I was able to lie back and he lifted my feet, placing them on the counter.
His tongue was at my clit seconds later, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I felt release. I was so aroused already. Just being in Ive’s company had that ability. I could watch him talk, imagining his mouth on my pussy, and those hands. I knew those hands did deadly things, but to my body, he created a fire of magic. One I never wanted to stop.
I came hard, screaming his name, knowing I was going to have to wipe this counter down, because there was no way it was clean.
Ive wasn’t done with me, though, and he lifted me up in his arms. Since being with him, I had put on some more weight, but it didn’t matter to him. He held me in his arms and carried me up to our bedroom. He placed me on the bed, where he took a step back and then looked at me.
His gaze roamed my body, and I watched as he began to get naked. I watched his heavily inked skin as he removed his shirt and his pants, followed by his briefs. His cock was already long and hard, and he stepped toward me.