Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
She looked down at him, her mouth slowly closing. A tear fell onto her cheek, blending with the rain, but her lips curled in a smile.
“Yes.” She swallowed, her eyes glistening, but not with the rain. “Yes, I will marry you, Lennox.”
He carefully plucked the ring out of the box and slid it down her trembling finger. It fits like a glove.
“Oh my goodness, it’s beautiful!” Her voice quaked as she looked down at her hand. “I’ve never seen a blue diamond before. That’s what it is, right?”
“Yup. Not a sapphire. That’s a real blue diamond. They’re not easy to come by, but I got one.”
“Len, I hope you didn’t spend too much on this.” Her smile suddenly faded as he got to his feet.
“Don’t you worry about the cost. You just concentrate on when you want to set the date, and what church I need to show up at.”
She burst out laughing, then crying. Crashing into his arms, she wrapped herself around him. He squeezed her tightly to his chest. The rain felt so good and smelled so fresh as it kissed them all over. Lightning struck, and she did not jump. Thunder boomed, and she did not move. They looked into each other’s eyes, both now soaked to the bone. Billie Eilish’s voice played on repeat… the perfect song for a perfect day.
“You’re my Bonnie.” He smiled, then kissed her nose.
“You’re my Clyde.” She kissed him back. They stood there, caressing one another until he found himself compelled to pick her up in his arms. He carried her to the side of the restaurant, where the pantry had been, and pushed her back against the graffiti covered wall…
Nadia felt the hard, prickliness of the structure against her back. Rain soaked her tresses and made a soggy mess of her clothing. The rain that used to frighten her and dredge up old traumatic memories was now framed in soft kisses, big strong arms and a new blue diamond ring shaped like the tears from angels. Fashioned just like rain. Her body jerked as Lennox tugged at her jeans, forcing them down to her knees. Rain collected in his eyebrows as he regarded her with intense desire. He picked her up in his arms and forced her legs around his waist, then shoved his pants and underwear down past his ass in one swoop. His long, thick, veiny dick bumped against her pelvis, fully erect and ready. She looked down at the small space between them where small raindrops sparkled along his black pubic hair and happy trail. His Adonis belt tightened as he reached between their bodies, grabbed his dick with one hand, and ushered it inside of her.
“Ohhhh…” Her head lulled against the shingled wall of the Red Rooster. She slid up and down the structure, rising high, falling low as he stroked her love with his sword. He lay close to her ear, warm pearls of breath rolling against her lobe, and his breathing grew louder. Gulping air, pinning her tighter against the wall, he piloted her into position, jostling her pussy up and down his hungry shaft. He was viciously sexy without even trying. An all-encompassing experience that made her mind, body, and soul quiver. Their tongues danced as he cupped her ass with both hands, palming them with a tight grip. She graciously endured his severe thrusts. A look of emotional anguish and carnal pleasure spanned his handsome face.
“Look now, I can’t wait too long for you to be my wife, baby. I need you now. With me. I wanna get married. Don’t make the date far away. Let’s do it soon.”
“I won’t keep you waiting, baby. We will!” She held him tighter.
“Good, ’cause I wanna wake up beside you, and go to sleep deep inside of you… Every day for the rest of my life.”
She sighed as his hungry thrusts grew more demanding. She held onto him for dear life as he beat her pussy to pieces. The wetness and his hard plunges created a sound of their own. A sexual tune that sounded amazing. It felt so damn good. He filled her up and moved with perfect rhythm, killing her blues. She died and went to heaven in his arms every time he made love to her—rolling her hips into his lurches, matching his energy, his vibe, his thrusts, his love.
Their mouths crashed, kissing hard and needy as he cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it. She sighed as he buried his face between her cleavage, then lifted her shirt, sucking her titty over her bra. The wetness of his mouth clung to the lace material, driving her crazy. Wanting more. He tugged at the fabric of her bra, maneuvering the soft globe to fall forward and be exposed. Free in the rain. He took the hard nipple into his mouth, and his low, throaty moan sent shockwaves through her body.