Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
I nod in understanding. If I had a family I wouldn't want to do anything that could harm it in any way. I’d protect them and want to always be with them. It's something I’ve always longed for.
“Come on, baby. Food, then you need to soak in a warm bath. I’m sure you're going to start aching soon.” I don’t tell him I already am a little bit, but I don’t care. It’s a delicious ache that I wouldn't change for anything in the world.
He pulls me with him into the kitchen. He picks me up and sits me on the kitchen counter, giving me a kiss on the end of the nose.
“I’m not a great cook, but I can make some eggs and bacon,” he tells me and shoots me a smile before he starts pulling stuff out of the refrigerator.
“I can cook,” I tell him. I swing my legs as I watch him move about the kitchen. He starts up the stove then moves over to me. I part my legs so he can slide between them. His hands go to my neck, his thumbs under my jaw, tilting my head back so I’m looking into the deep gray eyes that make it hard to look away from him.
“You like to cook?”
I give a little shrug. “I love to cook. When I have the stuff to do it.” He clenches his jaw at my words.
“You make a list, baby, and I’ll get anything you need from the store. Okay?”
I smile up at him. “I’d love to cook for you.” I love the idea of taking care of this man. Thoughts of him coming home from work float through my mind. I would have dinner ready for him. He would be my home.
“All right. Make the list and I’ll get what you need. But today, today I’m taking care of you. Deal?” He raises his eyebrows at me. God, he’s so handsome and somehow I have all of his attention. I’m not sure how or why, but I don’t want to question it or think about it. I don’t want doubt trying to make me run with fear of getting hurt.
“Deal.”
He leans down and kisses me deep and slow before pulling away.
His words float around in my head. He’s talking like I’m not leaving here. That I’ll be staying. I know what he’d said when we made love, but I didn't know if those were just things men said when they made love. But I’m not sure that's true with Cole. I have a feeling everything this man says, he means.
For the first time in a long time I feel a weight of worry lift off my shoulders and I know that this feeling I am feeling is love.
Chapter Nine
COLE
“Fuck,” I grunt as I clench my teeth. I can’t stop cursing around her. All the shit I give other people about doing that shit in front of women and here I am doing it. No control. She does that to me and I kind of like it. Only her. Because I belong to her.
“Cole.” Her head falls back. Her fingers dig into my chest. Her hair is everywhere as she rides my cock, her little hips moving back and forth. I dig my fingers into her hips, helping her move. I can feel she's getting close with those little breathy sounds she makes. Her pussy clamps down on me, trying to suck the cum out of me. Her pussy is greedy, something I’ve learned in the past few days.
I woke up to her sliding herself down on my cock. She was greedy for it. I thought our last bout of sex at two this morning had knocked her out, but clearly I was wrong, because it’s five thirty now and she’s wanting more. Taking more. I don’t know how her tiny body is doing it, but it is.
I look at the space between us and I watch my cock slide in and out of her pussy. Her little clit is hard. I slide one hand from her hip and between her thighs to stroke her.
“I love that, Cole. Don’t stop.”
“Never,” I grunt, unable to really talk in this moment. I’m too transfixed on this goddess over me.
“I’m gonna cum,” she moans as her head falls forward. My eyes lock on hers. I love watching her face as she finds her release. Her pussy clamps down on my cock and I jerk, cum shooting out of my dick deep inside of her. I don’t know how I have any cum left in me, but she can suck it out of me every damn time.
“Catherine,” I groan, thrusting up, wanting to make sure her pussy is taking every drop of me, wanting it deep inside her, coating her.
She digs her nails into my chest as her pussy clenches over and over, the orgasm rolling through her until she collapses on me.