Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“So good,” she gasped. “Don’t stop, Max!”
“Mmm…” I flicked her clit over and over, looking up into her beautiful face as she accepted the pleasure I wanted to give her. When her breathing hitched and I could tell she was about to come, I stood and turned her around so her back was to my front.
“Max!”
“Shh. I’ll always take care of you, baby. I’m not gonna leave you hanging.”
I guided my cock inside her, pushing through her folds in a slick glide. Wrapping my arms around her, I fucked her hard and fast. My hand wrapped around her delicate throat as I continued to move. As I knew she would, Hope tilted her head back to give me better access.
“Use your fingers to play with your clit. You’re gonna come and take me with you.”
“Yes! Yes! Fill me up with it!”
Fuck. Me.
It was the first time she’d said anything like that. I knew she was mimicking me, what she thought I’d say. It was hot as fuck.
It didn’t take long for her to cry out with her orgasm. She squeezed my dick so fucking good, there was no way I could have held back if I’d wanted to. I didn’t want to.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it! You ready for my cum?”
“Yes! Do it! Do it now!” She screamed as I came inside her. Her hand shot back, and she gripped my ass, digging her fingers into the flesh she found. Her body quivered in my arms. I rested my chin on her shoulder as I continued to come in hot, pulsing spurts.
When it was over, when I finally came back to myself, Hope had a beautiful, contented smile on her face. It was a look I wanted to see every second of every day.
“I think I need to tie you to my bed and keep you there, making love to you.”
“I’m not opposed. But it needs to wait until after the party’s over.” She sighed and turned in my arms.
I leaned down to kiss her tenderly. “Go clean up. Then I’ve got a present for you.”
Her eyes lit up. “A present?” Then she frowned. “But I didn’t get you anything.”
“Yes, you did.” I winked at her. “Now. Go. We’ve only got a couple minutes before Wrath comes looking for us.”
She kissed me once more before hurrying to the bathroom. I walked to my dresser and opened it. Inside, I pulled out a padded envelope. It was addressed to me, but I purposefully left it that way so she could see what it was and where it came from. While I waited, I slung on some jeans and my motorcycle boots. I kept the damned Santa jacket and snagged the hat, but El Diablo was going to have to live with it.
When she came out of the bathroom, she hurried to her dresser and pulled out another pair of panties, stepping into them and sliding them up her hips. I wanted her again. Wanted those shapely thighs gripping my hips as I pounded into her again…
“You ready to go back?” She smiled up at me with more innocence than a woman who’d been railed from behind should be able to pull off. That was my Hope.
“In a minute. First, you need to open your present.” I handed her the envelope.
“What’s this?”
“Open it.”
“But it’s addressed to you.”
“Yeah, baby. I already opened it.” I nodded at the envelope. “Go ahead. Open it.”
She did, taking out the sheet of folded paper and the small box inside. She laid the envelope on the dresser along with the box and opened the letter written in my mother’s neat hand.
* * *
My Dearest Maximilian,
My one great regret in life is that I was too stubborn all these years to see you were right. You were always so attentive to everything going on around you. You saw and heard my frustrations and put in your own plan of action. I couldn’t see anything other than you were taking the law into your own hands. That you were doing something I was fundamentally against. I was wrong. If I would have opened my mind and seen your vision… Oh, what a team we would have made.
Anyway. Enough of the musings of an old woman. As I’m sure you know by now, in my will I gave you to my sweet Hope. The girl is aptly named. She gave me hope in my despair and in return, I’ve done my best to see to it she’s taken care of. She’s the daughter I never had. While she didn’t make up for my wrongs to you, she gave me a second chance to make you happy. She needs a home, Maximilian. A family. So do you. If you give this girl a chance, she will be the best wife you could ever find. She’ll give you her whole heart and never question if she should. As long as you’re with her, she will be your home.