Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
The entire drive back to the house, I cursed myself for not having control over this shit. Aspen was in my head, and if I wasn’t careful, she’d get hurt. She didn’t need to know I was imagining her when I fucked other women. Spanking their asses, pretending it was her sweet round one stuck up for me. That shit would confuse her. Make her think we were something we weren’t. The females who claimed they loved me were always the younger ones. The ones who were jaded knew the score.
It was after midnight when I got home, and I knew she would be in bed already. As I headed up the stairs, it felt like getting to my room and seeing her safely in my bed was all I needed. When I opened the door, her small body was curled up under the covers, not on my side of the bed. Silky auburn locks were splayed out on the pillow, and the moonlight made her appear angelic.
The tightness in my chest eased, and I relaxed. She was fine.
I began to undress, pulling my shirt off. I was ready to get in bed and sleep. This evening had been shit.
Pulling back the covers, I climbed in and stared at Aspen on the other side of the bed. I didn’t want her there, and seeing her over there felt like she was fucking defying me. But this was Aspen. She didn’t do that kind of shit. I had to calm down.
I moved over and pulled her to me. When she didn’t wake up, I buried my face in her hair and breathed her in. Stella hadn’t smelled like this. Fresh, clean, sweet, and mine. I winced. I had to stop thinking of her that way. She wasn’t mine. The stupid fucker who had professed his love today had caused this. He’d just reminded me that outside of this house, there were men who would take her from me. They’d claim to love her, then one day hurt her. And I’d have to go kill them.
She didn’t see the inevitable future like I did. She’d want the love and romance. She would want the family and stupid bullshit that didn’t last. When that day came, I’d lose her.
My arms tightened around her, and she stirred. Fuck, I was probably hurting her. I eased my hold and she rolled over to face me.
Long lashes fluttered before those emerald eyes opened and stared up at me.
“Are you still mad?” she asked in a sleepy voice.
Yes, at myself.
“Not at you.”
Her expression immediately looked relieved. Dammit, she’d gone to bed, worrying about me being mad. She should have broken some of my shit and called me a bastard. This was Aspen though, and she wouldn’t do that.
“I didn’t lie,” she whispered.
I pressed a kiss to her forehead. Fuck, how I wanted that to be the truth.
She turned back around snuggling her back against me. I moved the hair off her neck, then placed my palm on her bare stomach, just under my T-shirt she had on. I pressed a kiss below her ear and ran my nose along her neck, taking her in. Feeling her all warm against me, holding her in the dark, in my bed. God, I wanted to roll her back over and sink inside her tight pussy. It suddenly felt as if I couldn’t get close enough. She made a soft sound and ran her foot down the front of my leg. Just a little more of this. Then, I’d stop it. I needed to mark her. Rub my scent on her. Make sure she knew who touched her pussy now.
My hand moved up until my palm was brushing over her taut nipple. Her soft cry from the touch went straight to my cock. Her round little ass pressed back against me as she wiggled to get closer.
“You like how hard you’ve made my dick?” I asked, pulling her earlobe between my teeth.
“Oh,” she breathed, arching her neck back toward me.
This luscious body rubbing up against me was intoxicating. Gently, I caressed her tits, taking time with each one while she continued to squirm and pant.
“Does this feel good, baby?” I asked, licking at the soft skin on her neck.
“Yes,” she trembled.
“You want me to make you feel good?” I asked her, taking small nips and licks of her skin as I moved down to her shoulder, bare from my shirt.
I needed to rein it in some. She was driving me crazy though with the frenzy she seemed to be slowly losing herself in.
Before I pressed her down on the bed and shoved my cock in her like a madman, I needed to pleasure her, then stop this. My resistance was cracking. My body wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone.
I slid my hand down her stomach and inside the front of her panties. The slickness from her arousal was already coating her bare mound.