Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“Done.”
“Thanks.” I end the call flying through the gates. I come to a screeching halt in front of the house. Sal jumps out of his car.
“The fuck?” I ignore him, heading into the house. The second I open the door, I hear a scream. My blood turns to ice. I could pick out Riley’s voice anywhere. Fear runs through me for the first time in a long time.
I take off on a dead run, following the sound. When I burst through the bedroom door, I lose my ever-loving mind at the scene in front of me. As I lunge for the motherfucker, everything bleeds red. I don’t stop my attack until Riley is screaming my name and pulling at my arm. It snaps me back to reality.
“Holy fuck.” I hear Sal say something, but my attention goes to Riley. My hand cups her face.
“I’m okay,” she reassures me. I realize there's blood on my hands and now on her as well.
“Take her and go.” Sal says it calmly.
“The warehouse,” I tell him, glancing down at both Brent and the blonde from school laid out cold on the floor. Another scream sounds in the house.
“Angel?” Riley tries to take off, but I snag her around the waist, stopping her. There is no way she is stepping foot out of my sight.
“Let me.” I place her behind me. When we make it back to the front of the house, I hear tires screeching. I rush out, seeing the taillights of Church's vehicle.
“Where is Angel?” Riley wraps herself around my arm.
“Church has her.” I lead Riley toward my car. “Get in,” I tell her, opening the passenger-side door.
“What about Angel? My bag.”
“You trust me?” I want to touch her face again, but I’m not putting any more of their blood on her.
“You know I do.”
“Then get in.”
“Okay.” She nods, slipping into the car. I shut the door behind her, taking a deep breath and trying to calm myself. I glance back at the front door, wanting to go back inside to finish what I started, but it will have to wait. Sal will handle it. Right now, I need to take care of Riley.
When we make it back to the condo, I lead her straight to my bathroom. Riley doesn’t stop me as I strip her of all of her clothing before removing mine. I pull her into the shower with me.
“Nikolai.” Riley runs her fingers down my chest. There are lingering scars from my childhood. Hell, some aren't that old. But I hadn’t lost my shit in a while. What I had never done before was black out. It was all a blur, but more was starting to come back as I calmed.
“I love you,” I tell her, taking her face in my hands.
“I love you too,” she says back between kisses.
I take my time soaping up every inch of her, trying to wash away what happened earlier tonight. Focusing on her is the only thing that’s keeping me calm. She needs me right now.
“I’m okay, Nikolai. I promise. You don’t have to treat me with kid gloves.” I finish rinsing her hair and turn the water off.
“I need to do this right now, Riley. Let me take care of you.” I grab a towel, wrapping it around her. I grab another, drying myself off real quick before I lift her in my arms and carry her over to my bed, placing her down on top of it.
“I need you, Nikolai.” She looks so fucking sexy yet vulnerable at the same time. She lets the towel I wrapped around her fall, leaving her completely naked. Her eyes are trained on my hard cock. Her hand reaches out, wrapping around me. I swear my vision blurs for a second as she begins to stroke me. It’s only been my hand for years, and feeling her softness there is unlike anything I have ever experienced.
“You’re not ready,” I grit out, barely being able to maintain my self-control as she continues stroking me. “Lie back and spread your legs for me, sweetness.” I want nothing more than to pounce on her, but I’m going to do this right. It’s both our first times, and I won’t rush this. I know we’ll have a million more, but this one will always be remembered.
“You never let me touch you,” she pouts.
“If you keep touching me like that, I’m gonna lose it, and I want to be inside you when you make me come. Isn’t that what you want, Riley?” Without another word, she scoots back on the bed, spreading her thighs to show me every single inch of her. My girl, giving me what I need. That’s what she is. All mine. No one else will ever have this.
Her pussy is glistening with arousal, begging for my mouth and cock. I climb onto the bed until I’m wedged between her legs. I lean down, taking her mouth in a gentle kiss. I want to savor every second of this. To brand it in both of our minds.