Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
“It sounds like we both want the same thing. You were made for me, Kitten.”
“And you were made for me.” I was. She slips her hands up under my shirt, her fingers trailing up and down my chest before she starts to go lower, going for the button of my jeans. I grab her wrist in a firm hold.
“You need to eat.” Her bottom lip puffs out. “Be a good girl, and I’ll reward you after.”
“Fine.” She lets out a small huff. I grip her hair, pulling her head back to kiss her before I rake my teeth down her neck.
“Be really good and I might let you suck my cock.” I sink my teeth into her neck, making her gasp.
“I’ll be good,” she whispers.
My kitten isn't only good. She’s perfect.
11
FAITH
I flip the frame, staring at the picture of Ace and me on prom night. We have so many pictures of the two of us growing up together. I’ve always believed the universe gave me Ace early in life because I needed him. I’d been so alone before he and Kennedy came into my life.
I’ll forever be grateful for Kennedy. She is my mom through and through, but I found I could share more with Ace. He was my age. He’s always been there for me in the ways I’ve needed him.
When we were young, he was my protector and best friend. As we grew, the nature of our relationship changed as well. The things we both needed from each other changed as the years went by. The love I felt for him when I was younger evolved. I couldn’t imagine my life without him in it.
I place the large picture frame on the ground, leaning it up against the wall where I want Ace to hang it up. I’ve only been living with Ace for a few days, but I’m already adding my touch to this place. He hasn't done anything to it since he moved in. I know he was waiting for me.
I go over to the box sitting in the office chair. Ace told me I could make the other bedroom into my own office if I wanted, but he'd like it more if we shared one. I feel the same about it. I shuffle through the box, making sure I have everything I need.
I’ve yet to see Ace’s office. I figured if I’m getting our home office together, I should go into his work office and add my touch there as well. Maybe I want to go so I can see his assistant. Ever since she brazenly answered his phone, I can’t stop thinking about her. I’m not sure what it is about her that bugs me, but there is something. This isn’t about me thinking Ace is doing anything wrong either. There is no doubt in my mind when it comes to Ace’s loyalty to me.
I can’t put my finger on it yet. It can’t only be that she's so pretty. Ace is beyond hot. Before he was crazy hot, he was a handsome young boy. I was used to other girls staring at him. I’m pretty sure his high school calculus teacher even crushed on him. While it might be a bit annoying, I didn’t let it fester inside of me.
Heading into the master bedroom closet, I quickly change. Okay, maybe change isn't the correct word. I grab the box out of the office before I head out the front door and toward Ace’s work.
The closer I get to his office, the more I get turned on. I’m not sure what his reaction is going to be when I show up. Will I be in trouble? Do I want to be in trouble is maybe the better question?
I didn’t know how much it would mean to me when Ace pushed aside what our parents had asked us to do and picked us over everything else. I knew already I meant more than anything in this world to him, but this was us stepping out from under them to start a new chapter of our lives.
We still have to tell them, but we haven't had the chance yet. That is more on me than Ace. I am debating when would be the best time. I stand by our choice, but it always sucks when you feel as though you’re disappointing your parents. Especially ones that have gone out of their way to make sure all of us had a good life.
“Faith,” Roman calls to me when I enter the building. He’s standing over next to a couple of security guards talking to them. The King offices take up the top three floors. The rest of the building are leased offices. Roman owns the whole building.
“Uncle Roman.” I smile, walking over toward him.
He pulls me in for a hug. “You here to see Ace?”