Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
“Come here.” He crooked his finger and then pointed at the floor in front of him.
He must want a better look. She walked over and stood between his spread legs. He grasped hold of her hips and massaged them lightly before moving his hands lower.
“You’re beautiful in whatever you wear,” he told her.
“I just want to look right.”
“Hmm, then maybe we should put some color in your cheeks,” he told her.
“Oh no, I need more makeup?”
“No. I was thinking of something else.” He lifted her onto his lap suddenly, pressing her against his pants.
She could feel his arousal and found herself smiling as she ground herself against it. She had never thought she’d be this . . . free with her arousal, her need.
They’d done this to her.
And she was completely on board.
He lifted her over until she sat on one thick thigh. “Ride me, Butterfly. Good girl. Get yourself there.”
She rocked herself back and forth. The pressure on her clit grew.
“That’s it, Butterfly. You look so beautiful like this.” He cupped her breast, squeezing it. Then he lightly pinched her nipple through her T-shirt and bra.
“I’m guessing you like my jean shorts?” she asked breathlessly.
“Yeah, I like them. But I like what’s underneath them more.” He stood suddenly and then laid her down on the table with her legs hanging off the end. Then he quickly stripped off her shorts and panties.
“We have to leave soon,” she warned.
“I know. That’s why this is going to have to be quick.” He grabbed her legs and pushed them back against her body. “So you need to do as you’re told.”
She was about to tell him what she thought of that but his tongue slid through her lower lips. He flicked her clit, driving her up. There was no real warm-up. This was pure demand.
That she get there as quickly as him.
But she’d already been close just from sitting on his thigh so it didn’t take much until she was at the edge. He drew back and grabbed a condom from his pocket. Then he stripped off his pants and boxers before pausing.
“Am I scaring you?”
Her eyes widened. “No. Of course not.”
“Are you sure? I’m not being too intense?”
“Kellan, no. I want you. All of you. There is no part of you that is too much for me.”
He rolled on his condom and leaned over her. Reaching down, she grabbed hold of his firm cock and guided him into her.
“I never thought I could have something as wonderful as you. Never thought I deserved it.”
“You do,” she said, her voice hoarse with sadness. “You deserve to be happy.”
“My own father hated me. I never understood why. I think I was smaller than my brothers, a bit strange, I was always in my own head and didn’t let much show. He hated that. He wanted a reaction.”
“He was a bastard,” she said.
“Yeah, he was. But if he was aiming his anger on me, it wasn’t on my brothers. If he was hurting me, scaring me, he wasn’t harming them.”
Her beautiful man. Always protecting everyone else.
She wrapped her legs around his hips. “I hate that you had a childhood like that. I wish I could have protected you from it.”
He smiled down at her. “Now, you are. Because the more time I spend with you, the less I think about him and the things he put me through.”
“Good. I want to erase him from your head.”
“He’ll never be completely gone. But with you he’s a whisper not a roar.”
“Make love to me, Kellan.”
“With pleasure.” He started thrusting deep, taking her hard. Every few minutes, he’d pause and check on her. But after a couple times, she decided she’d had enough.
“Fuck me, Kellan. Please!” she cried.
Reaching between them, he played with her clit until she came with a cry. He drove himself deep and fell over the edge with her.
She held him tight, never wanting to let him go.
Kellan held his girl’s hand as they walked around Duncan’s house to their outdoor seating area complete with grill, table, and chairs.
He could feel her trembling and stopped, turning to her. Horse was walking with them and he sat on his butt, staring up at her as well.
“Eyes on mine.”
She sighed and raised her gaze to his. She had her mask firmly in place which he hated. She was moving stiffly. Carefully.
Which he also hated. In fact, he nearly called this all off. Except he knew that nothing bad would happen to her here.
He wouldn’t allow it.
“Everything will be fine.”
“How do you know?” she asked.
“Because I’ll make it so.”
She gave him an exasperated look. “You can’t make people like me.”
“Sure I can,” he replied.
Arabella turned to Eli who was grinning like an idiot. “Can you talk to him?”
“Why would I want to do that? I agree with him.”