Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Jeff’s been keeping tabs on the mafia, and after I killed Tom, they seemed to have gone quiet. Nina’s practically disappeared off their radar, so I feel confident they won’t continue to look for her.
It’s time to put the past behind us and to focus on our future, the one neither of us thought we’d ever have.
I hear Nina say goodbye to Joshua, and then she comes walking out of the store. Her eyes find me, and she smiles happily.
I drink in the sight of her – the woman who changed my life, who gave me a reason to live.
I grin back at her. “Hey, beautiful.” I push away from the truck when she’s within reaching distance of me. Wrapping my fingers around the back of her neck, I pull her to me and press a tender kiss to her mouth. “How was your day?”
“Good.” She grins up at me. “Yours?”
“Too long,” I grumble. “I missed you.”
The grin transforms into a happy smile. “I missed you, too.”
Dropping my voice low, I ask, “Want to get ice cream?”
Desire instantly darkens her green eyes. “Hmm. Sounds like a good idea.”
Tugging her against my body, I lean down to reach her ear. “I plan on fucking you on the back of the truck.”
Nina makes a needy sound in the back of her throat.
“Would you like that, baby?” I let out a breath over her skin, and it makes goosebumps form.
She nods, and pulling back so she can lock eyes with me, she whispers, “Skip the ice cream.”
Letting out a chuckle, I hurry to open the door and bundle her inside, then I rush around the truck, my cock straining against my pants.
I drive us to the same spot we parked when I made Nina come for the first time. I help her onto the back, and after I sit down, I pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me.
“Fuck, this is all I’ve been thinking about all day long,” I mutter as my eyes rake over her. “Walked around with a hard-on.”
“Yeah?” she murmurs as she leans closer, placing a kiss to the side of my neck.
“Yeah. So fucking hard for you, baby.” My hand slips between her legs, and feeling the heat from her pussy has satisfaction rippling in my chest. “You wet for me?”
She grinds down on my hand for more friction. “Always.”
“Fuck,” I groan. “How wet?”
“Soaking.” A mischievous light shimmers in her eyes, and as I lean in for a kiss, she darts up. I let out a chuckle when she jumps off the back of the truck, making a run for the beach.
Oh, my woman wants to play.
I get up and run after her. Nina runs into the water and lets out a burst of bubbling laughter. “Cold! God, it’s cold.”
As she turns around to see where I am, I lunge at her, and it makes her cry with laugher as we hit the water. I quickly turn us around, so she’s on top.
“C-cold,” she shivers.
“Want me to warm you up?” I tease her. I stare up at her, and she takes my breath away. Her hair is wet, and as my eyes travel lower, I see her hard nipples straining against her shirt. “Christ, you look hot all wet.”
She lets out a chuckle, and with a seductive look in her eyes, she presses a kiss to my jaw. “Not half as hot as you look right now.”
“Can I tell you a secret?” I whisper, and she nods quickly. “You’re the only woman I’ll allow on top of me, but we’re going to drown if we don’t get up now.”
“Ass!” Nina shoves me under the water and gets up. I watch her as she stalks away from me and then call out to her, “You love my ass.”
“Lucky for you,” she calls back.”
I get up and follow her to the truck. We’re both soaked. We might as well take this party home.
We don’t even make it to the front door before I peel off her shirt. If we had neighbors, they’d be getting a show right now.
Slamming Nina against the nearest wall, my mouth burns a hot path down her neck. We fight to get all our wet clothes off, and the moment we’re naked, I fill her with a powerful thrust.
My body keeps Nina pinned to the wall, my eyes locked on hers with a burning intensity as I own every part of her.
The broken, the beautiful… and most importantly… the survivor in her.
NINA
Two months later…
I’m biting my nails as I leave the hardware store, my stomach a tight bundle of nerves.
Shit.
I get in the truck, bracing myself to face Alex. But, before I can say anything, he presses a kiss to my mouth and then steers the vehicle down the road.
Smiling at me, he asks, “Did you have a good day?”