Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 102781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Her clothes were off in two seconds flat. I sucked her gorgeous tits, biting down until she let out a sound that was a cross between a moan and a yelp. God, I fucking missed her. Missed being inside her. Missed burying myself so deep that my cum couldn’t find its way back out. It was surreal how much I wanted this woman. Needed this woman. Craved this woman—even when I hadn’t wanted to.
Taking her mouth, I mumbled against her lips. “I fucking love you.”
I felt the smile even if I couldn’t see it on her face. “I fucking love you, too.”
I kissed along every exposed piece of her skin I could reach while unzipping my pants. When my boxers joined them on the floor, my erection bobbed against my abdomen.
It took every ounce of willpower in me to slow things down. I stood and looked her in the eyes. “You okay? Your breathing’s okay?”
She responded by gazing down between us, running her thumb over the glistening head of my cock and then bringing her finger up to her lips to lick. “Mmmm... All good. How about you?”
I groaned and fisted my cock, bringing it between her legs to test the waters and finding her gloriously wet. Feeling ready to explode before we’d even started, I pushed inside in one long, hard stroke and kissed the living shit out of her until I started to get concerned about her heavy breathing.
She smiled up at me, panting, but looked perfectly fine. I returned the sentiment as I began to move—slow and steady—never breaking our gaze as I pumped in and out of her.
God, this woman. I’d spent half of my life building a million obstacles to put in the way of love. Yet when I met Annalise, all the hurdles did was show me how much she was worth jumping over every one of them.
I tried to hold back, squeezing my eyes shut tight to avoid seeing how beautiful she looked. But when she whispered my name like a prayer, how could I not watch.
“Bennett. Oh God. Please.”
There was no sweeter sound than the woman you loved moaning your name. It was also sexy as fuck. That was it. I broke.
My thrusts sped up, and I began to fuck her harder and harder. Every muscle in my body tightened while she clenched around me, her nails digging into my back as her orgasm hit. Watching my cock go in and out of her was the most stunning sight. But knowing she loved me made it that much sweeter. God knows why the hell she’d given me her heart, but I had no intention of ever giving it back.
When her body began to go slack, it only took a few pumps for me to find my own release. I kissed her lips and wrapped her in my arms, careful not to put too much pressure on her chest.
Leaning my cheek against the top of her head, I felt almost content. Almost. Just one little thing bothered me.
“So I didn’t hear a definitive yes as your answer.”
“What was the question?”
“Move in with me?”
Annalise pulled her head back. “But what would I do with that nice cowboy hat you gave me the second day we met if I stayed here in California?”
“I’ve been fantasizing about you wearing that thing and riding me for months. You’ll be wearing it plenty.”
She giggled, but she’d be finding out soon enough that I wasn’t joking. I couldn’t wait to watch her play cowgirl.
“So is that a yes?”
“Yes. I’ll move in with you.” She stopped the spread of my smile when she held up her pointer. “But under one condition.”
I raised a brow. “A condition?”
She nodded. “I’m paying half the costs. Considering I’m the only one who’s going to be employed pretty soon, I want to pay half…or more if I can afford it, while you look for a new job.”
No way I was letting her pay anything—not in the traditional sense anyway.
“Actually, I’m not going to be looking for a job.”
She furrowed her brow. “Why not?”
“Because I have something better in mind.”
“Okay…”
“And I was hoping maybe you’d be interested in a new position as well.”
She tilted her head. “A new position? Let me guess…on my back or all fours?”
I smirked and tapped her nose with my finger. “That wasn’t what I was thinking—but I like where your mind is, my dirty girl.”
“You’re being very sketchy, Fox. Spit it out. What’s going on?”
“I’m going to start my own agency. I want you to come work with me.”
Epilogue
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Annalise
Two years ago on this day, I’d been devastated.
I lit the last two candles and dimmed the lights in the living room. Perfect.
The fireplace was going, the table was set with the china my mom had given me when I moved out, two dozen candles set the mood for romance, and I had Bennett’s favorite meal in the oven. I looked around and smiled. Finally this man would have a date with a girlfriend on Valentine’s Day.