Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
I put my hand on his chest, right over his heart. He’s trying to act like he’s joking, but I see the fear in his eyes. “There’s no way I’d have second thoughts. You are all my dreams wrapped into one, Ethan. How could I ever have second thoughts about us?”
I rub my hand along his chest. “What about you? Any second thoughts? I did sort of force you into this.” I smile at him cheekily. “Plus, I cost you twenty million dollars.”
He rolls toward me and leans up, pressing his lips to my forehead. “It’s the best money I’ve ever spent.”
I push him back until he’s flat on his back. “Really? You think so? Because I’m thinking I need to maybe do a few things so you don’t think that twenty million was a waste.”
His hands grip my waist, and he slides me forward until his hard cock is pressed between my thighs. “Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?”
I run my finger down his chest slowly. He sucks in a breath when I get to his waist. I scoot back so that I can wrap my hand around his girth. He’s practically vibrating in my hand. “I was thinking I would do anything you want me to do.”
He smiles up at me. “Anything?”
I nod as I tighten my grip and stroke him. “Yep, anything.”
He gasps as I lean forward and guide him between my wet slit. My body trembles. “That feels good.”
The truth is I can’t get enough of Ethan. I’d do anything for him.
“You know what feels good to me?”
“What?” I groan.
He lifts me up, grabs his cock in his hand, and positions it at my entrance. “It feels good being inside you, feeling you come when I’m buried deep inside you and filling you up.”
“Mm- hmm,” I answer as I rock my hips back and forth.
“Come for me, baby.”
“Yes,” I answer him as he thrusts up inside me. I had planned to take care of him, but he’s all about satisfying me.
I lean down and kiss him, molding our lips together. When I pull away from him, he’s staring at me through hooded eyes. “Make me pregnant, Ethan. I want a baby... your baby.”
He grunts, and his hips move erratically underneath me. He’s holding me so that I’m seated on him as he plows into me. Everything hits me at once, and I jerk over him as my orgasm takes root and my body starts to convulse. “Yes, take it, Nikki. Take it.”
He groans his release, and when I finally catch my breath, I lie down on him, no longer worried about the extra weight I’m carrying. He’s proven by the way that he worshipped my body that none of that matters to him.
I’m panting as I tell him, “I’m not going to be able to walk.”
His hands stroke up and down my back. “That’s the plan.”
I lean my head up to settle my chin on his chest. “I have to go to work next week.”
Something flitters across his face, but he smiles at me. “I may let you up by then.”
There are so many questions I have for him, one of them being how this is going to work and how in the world am I going to leave him when I have to go back to work? I kiss his chest and try to put the thoughts out of my head because I don’t want to think about it. All I want to do now is make up for lost time and enjoy it.
“So what do you want to do today, Mrs. Cannon?”
I snuggle against him. “Mrs. Cannon. I like the sound of that.” I push off his chest and look at him. “Ooh, I know what I want to do today.”
He nods nervously. “Anything.”
I almost call him out on the anything because I know that whatever I want to do, he’s hoping that it involves staying on this mountain, and I refuse to push him any more than I already have. “I would love to go out and see you chop some wood.”
He smiles, and his forehead creases in surprise. “You want to watch me chop wood?”
I nod and laugh, running my hand across his taut stomach. He’s always been in shape, but I couldn’t help but notice the muscles he has now. I know it’s from his work lumberjacking, and ever since I heard that’s what he’s doing now, I’ve wanted to watch him. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”
At that instant, my belly grumbles, and Ethan and I both laugh. “How about I feed you first, and then we go exploring.”
I slap him playfully on the chest. “Don’t forget chopping wood.”
He shakes his head like he can’t believe that’s something I want to do, and I remind him, “You did say anything.”