Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Darcy had never done anything like this. She touched her clit, and couldn’t help but cry out. With his cock deep inside her, she felt so full. The pleasure seemed to be that much more intense.
“Yeah, Darcy, touch your clit. Come for me, and then I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you so hard and you’re going to love it.”
She already loved Joe. There was no doubt in her mind how much she loved him. She felt so consumed with her need for him.
Darcy teased her clit, and Joe had already brought her to orgasm three times in the bedroom.
She’d only been able to handle three orgasms. Her body was so sensitive.
“You look so beautiful. So amazing. Come all over my cock.”
And at his command, she did so, screaming his name. The sound echoed around the room and she couldn’t stop it, nor did she want to.
Joe had complete control over her body, over everything, and she didn’t want it to stop. Even before her orgasm had finished, he grabbed her hips and began to rock her all over his length, driving in and out of her, fucking her harder.
It didn’t matter that they were in the bathtub. That didn’t stop him, nor hinder the force of his thrusts as he drove inside her, over and over again.
When Joe went over the edge, Darcy watched him, not wanting to look away as he looked so amazing as he lost control, and this time wasn’t any different.
Joe pulled her close after he completed, and she kissed him back. Breaking the kiss, she laid against him, putting her head on his chest. She listened to his heartbeat as it raced, and it only took a few seconds to slow down.
She traced a finger across his chest, and Darcy knew in that moment that she was complete. She didn’t want to move, because for the first time in her life, she felt truly happy. Joe was her mate, and she felt a connection to him that she hadn’t felt with anyone else in her life, nor would she ever feel again. Joe knew her in ways no one else did.
“Shit, I forgot to give you your present.”
Before she could stop him, he’d pulled out of her. She missed his closeness, but sat up in the bath, watching his ass as he disappeared out of the bathroom. She heard him walking downstairs, and the subtle sound of rustling. Seconds later, he returned to her carrying a plastic bag.
He knelt beside the bath.
“What is this?”
“I know you have a beautiful array of flowers in your garden, and you bake the best chocolates. I couldn’t get you anything baked, because yours are better. So, I needed to find a gift, and this is what I found.”
Darcy frowned as she reached into the bag and pulled out a small bundle of yarn.
“It’s a knitting kit. I didn’t have a clue if you had one, but it’s for a dog. I don’t know if you’ve ever knitted an animal, let alone a dog. I don’t even know if you love dogs.”
She cupped his cheek. “I love dogs. They are my favorite. Thank you.” Darcy couldn’t help it, she felt close to tears at his sweet gesture.
“You like it?” he asked.
“I love it.”
“I’m glad. I’ll give anything to you.”
Chapter Eight
It wasn’t too hard to sneak into his mother’s store. She had Darcy all to herself, doing some kind of yarn stock take.
Darcy had left home early that morning. Joe had hoped to make love to her all morning long, as he had forgotten about his mother’s work and the whole yarn order. He tended to tune out. He didn’t mind Darcy talking about yarn and the patterns she was doing, or even going shopping with her, but his mother was boring. His mate was far more interesting.
He had spent years at his mother’s store. When he was younger, he helped her out, but as he got older, he tended to try and sneak looks at Darcy when he could. Hopefully without looking like some kind of weird teenage stalker, but he couldn’t make any promises. It was hard to not admire her.
Now as he moved between the shelves, he had already seen his mother and he’d snuck right past her. Heading toward the yarn floor, he took the stairs three at a time, and then opened the door, moving inside.
The scent of vanilla was so strong.
He had overheard his mother saying that Darcy would be handling the yarn orders for their online store. She’d be alone, as the other women would be helping at the main stockroom.
Darcy would be all alone.
He didn’t like that and after his father had said he could leave, the only place he wanted to be was with Darcy.
Following the scent, he went straight to her. She stood at the counter, typing into the computer. There were several baskets and he saw the orders. For several minutes, he stood watching her.