Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
“That’s it.” He moves a little faster, and I want him to. I want it more than anything now. I want to feel what happens when I come with him inside me. It’s there, like a tiny flicker in the dark, but it’s growing. It gets brighter with every stroke that makes his balls slap my ass.
He uses one hand to push my top up over my chest. My boobs bounce in time with his strokes—the little sizzles of sensation when my nipples brush his chest are mind-blowing, and I arch my back against him because I want more. This isn’t enough. I don’t know if anything ever would be.
“Kade…” I whimper, running my hands over his back, feeling the way his muscles move under his skin.
“Give it to me.” He moves faster, faster, and now there’s a sloppy, wet sound every time our bodies collide. “Let me feel it. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
It’s almost there, just out of my reach. “I want to come,” I groan in frustration, but I can’t get there.
“Let me help you.” He lowers his head to caress my ear with his lips while working a hand between us to thumb my clit and tease a high-pitched squeal out of me. “Give it to me, Allie. I want you to come on my cock. I want you to milk me. Let me feel it.”
That’s all it takes to set off an explosion in my core. My body clenches around him, gripping him tight, before the tension finally breaks, and I have to press my mouth to his shoulder or else scream the house down.
“Yeah, Allie, that’s it.” He pulls out while I’m still shaking, while the waves of bliss are still rolling through me. A second later, a splash of heat lands on my stomach. Another one, another one, before he collapses next to me with a deep grunt.
How does he always do this to me? I start out hating him, then end up begging him. I don’t trust myself around this man. I don’t understand how he undoes me so easily, how easily the switch inside his head flips from menacing to kind. He gets up without saying a word, finishes stripping off his pants and boxers, then walks naked to my bathroom. I lift my head off the mattress just in time to watch him turn on the light. I’m momentarily mesmerized by his body, every muscle and dip. It should be illegal to look as good as he does.
He comes back with a wet cloth, which he uses to wipe his cum from my skin without a word. His touch is gentle. Considerate.
“Are you alright?” he asks once he’s finished.
I’m exhausted. I’m sore as hell. But I also feel better than I have in a long time. “Yes. I’m fine.” I sit up long enough to pull my top over my head and toss it on the floor. “I’m definitely good.”
And I’m even better when he gets into bed with me, then tucks the blankets around us before pulling me into his arms like it’s where I belong.
Considering this is the first time I’ve felt anything close to relaxed in days, maybe even weeks. Maybe this is where I belong?
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” he whispers in my ear.
His breath tickles the back of my neck, and his warm, naked body curls around mine. In his arms, I feel safe, cherished.
I yawn before mumbling, “You never asked, and let’s be honest, it wouldn’t have changed anything. When the time for us to fuck came, I wanted it to be real. I wanted it to be exactly how it should be, how it was.”
He chuckles softly. “What am I going to do with you, filly?” That’s the last thing I hear before exhaustion and satisfaction work together to knock me out cold.
Chapter 23
Kade
It should have been like this all along.
Waking up with her in my arms. With my nose buried in her hair and the scent of vanilla all around me. My body curled around hers, protecting her even in sleep. How did I go so long without this? Like trying to live without air. That’s how much I need her.
I’ve waited so long to feel like I found where I belong, and it was here all the time.
It’s easy to have thoughts like that the morning after with my balls drained and the most sleep I’ve had in weeks. I can romanticize a little and ignore the realities of the situation.
The reality is that too much stood between us then.
Including her. And me. I can’t pretend I had nothing to do with it.
“Can we just stay here all day?”
I didn’t know she was awake. Her voice is half muffled and thick with sleep. “Can we pretend the world doesn’t exist?” she mumbles before burrowing deeper under her thick down comforter.