Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 22067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
"A-Adriano?"
"Do you trust me?"
"No."
I laugh. "Liar." Because I'm already spinning her around, and she hasn't made the slightest effort to resist. Her body trembles as I reach for the zipper behind her back, and she lets out a whimper as she feels it slowly sliding down.
"But what if—"
"Trust me." I have my ways. No one will see us. It's guaranteed.
Her gown falls into a pool around her feet, and the sight of my bride down to her lacy underwear has me sucking my breath.
"You're beautiful, Mrs. Kontides."
"And embarrassed to death."
My lips curve in a smirk. "Good." And then I start taking off my clothes off in silence.
"What are you doing?" Shayla croaks out.
I turn her around in answer, and she gulps audibly at seeing all of me for the first time.
"A-Adriano..."
The sound of her whimper has me struggling for control. "Come here, love."
She moves toward me as if spellbound. And she's staring at my lips like they're the sweetest thing she's ever seen. It's a side of her that I know I alone will see, and the thought makes me feel fiercely possessive.
Mine.
This woman is mine, now and forever, and I will thank God for her every day of my life.
Shayla starts trembling again as I lead her to the pool steps. The water is warm as we descend, heated to the perfect temperature, and the water laps at our waists as we reach the middle.
I finally turn her around, and her body automatically melts against mine as her arms wrap around my neck. I cover her mouth in a kiss, and she sighs against my lips.
I keep it slow and gentle. Soft and tender. And only when I feel her sigh again do I take things to the next level.
Unclasping her bra from the back. And making my bride gasp as I rip her lace panties off with a yank.
"Adri—"
I don't let her finish, my mouth taking hers again in a kiss, but this time with my tongue thrusting past her swollen lips.
Now is not the time to talk. Now is where we just feel. And love.
Her arms tighten around my neck when she feels me lift her up. Her breath hitches as I pose her above my throbbing length.
"I love you," I rasp out against her lips.
"I lo—" Her words end in a moan as I choose that exact moment to take her, my fingers digging into her sweet flesh as I pull her hips down until she's completely seated on my length.
Our bodies move in instinctive rhythm, her legs locking around my waist as I plunge deeper and harder with every thrust. Our breathing turns ragged, my mouth trailing down until I'm sucking on the side of her neck. She clutches my hair as my mouth continues its descent, and her grip tightens, my name falling past her lips in another moan as I start suckling on her nipples.
I want this to last as long as until we've both driven each other mad with need.
But the moment I hear her sob out—
"My love!"
The water around us laps violently as my control breaks. I'm taking her as hard as I can, every move of my body almost savage in its urgency and desire to make both of us reach for the stars at the same time.
"Shayla..." I growl her name out so she can look into my eyes and see the truth.
She's all I want. All I feel. She's the girl I've been designed to wait my entire life.
"I love you..."
She shatters in my arms with a cry, and I'm right behind her.
This, I can't help thinking.
This is how it should be, when you truly love someone, heart, body, and soul.
The End