Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Her jaw dropped a little in surprise and she simply nodded. I got out and rounded the car, opening the door and helping her out. She watched me with a bit of wonder, and I laughed. “You’re looking at me like I’m the main attraction at the zoo.”
She blushed and dropped her eyes to the ground. “I thought that was just something they did in the movies.”
It really hit me then, the extent to which Carly’s life had been a volatile mix of being sheltered and seeing and experiencing things most people were never exposed to. Things she shouldn’t have had to endure.
I cradled her face in my hands, lifting her head so I could see into her eyes. “Don’t hide from me, and don’t ever be embarrassed, kitten. It’s my job to show you what it’s like to be loved and respected. Your history just means the bar is set really low.” She chuckled, and I kissed her before saying, “Lucky for me, it means I’ll blow your mind.” I winked at her, and she laughed as I tucked her into my side once again and headed to the front door.
When we entered the apartment, she stiffened and stepped away from me, causing me to glance around with alarm. I didn’t see anything except Carly marching into the living room, and then turning to face me. She was suddenly enraged, and it reminded me of the last time she stood before me in this state. Except, she had been very, very naked.
I always wanted her, my body primed and ready. But, at that moment, I was half a breath away from backing her up to the wall and fucking her like an animal. Special, stronzo. I took a deep breath, hoping to calm the lust hurdling through my body. I didn’t care if taking her was beneficial to our plan. I was still determined to wait until it was the right time. I ignored my dick, who was putting up an argument that it was already the right time.
I sighed and walked over to the couch, sitting and resting the ankle of one leg over the opposite knee. “Something on your mind, kitten?” I asked casually. I hid a smile when my tone got her even more riled up. She was fucking magnificent when she was like that.
“Why didn’t you correct Nic when he assumed we were getting married?” she cried.
Just like that, my demeanor shifted from aroused and amused to deadly calm. “There was nothing to correct, Carly. We are getting married,” I explained, my tone brooking no argument.
Carly gasped. “You don’t get to just decide we are getting married! What if I don’t want to?”
I stood and prowled in her direction, vibrating with anger at her insinuation that she might not marry me. This was not something up for debate.
She stepped back, her eyes turning wary as I approached. I crowded her into the wall and caged her between my forearms, resting against the wall on either side of her head. Lowering my head so my face was centimeters from hers, I growled, “Listen to me, kitten. Because I don’t want to have to repeat myself. You are mine, I know it and so do you. But I need to make sure the rest of the fucking world knows it, too. So, you’ll be wearing my ring, sharing my last name, and carrying our baby in your belly, as soon as fucking possible. Is that clear?”
Her eyes had widened and her jaw had dropped lower with every sentence. I took advantage of her speechlessness and open mouth, covering it with my own and plunging my tongue inside. I immediately groaned at her sweet taste, it spurred my hunger to eat her delicious pussy.
She moaned and her tongue tangled with mine, her arms going around my neck, holding my lips down to hers. Slanting my head, I deepened the kiss, taking complete control and dominating her mouth. My arms found their way to her ass and I palmed the round cheeks, grasping them and lifting her so her legs flew around my waist. Shoving her back into the wall, I ground my erection into her sex, her moan fueling my passion.
The thought of special was a distant memory, except for one tiny sliver that beat through the haze, keeping me from taking her right then and there. Keeping a firm hold on her, I maneuvered through the apartment until we reached my bedroom. Stopping by the side of the bed, I disengaged her legs and slid her down my body, letting her feel every inch of what she did to me.
The zipper of my jeans was digging into my dick, probably leaving teeth marks. My hands traveled up from her hips, under the hem of her T-shirt to cup her tits. They filled my palms perfectly, and I could feel her hard nipples through the silky fabric of her bra. Breaking apart, I gripped the hem of her shirt and drew it up over her head and tossed it away. Popping the clasp on her bra, it joined her shirt on the ground. One of my hands clasped her around the back of the neck, holding her in place. I put my other hand under her tit, palm flat on her ribcage, the globe resting between my thumb and forefinger. Pushing my hand up, I lifted one pink nipple up to my mouth and latched onto it.