Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
I swear under my breath. How the fuck can anyone be that cruel to a child?
She continues, “One day, I dropped a glass. It shattered, and that was it. I was out again. I know the moment I mess up, you’re not going to want me anymore. The thing about it is I really like you. I like your family. I like being with you.”
I circle the island in two quick strides and drag her against my chest. “You can shatter as many glasses as you need to. No one is ever going to send you away. I won’t let them.”
She sniffs against my chest.
I hate this. I hate all the wounds that were left on her heart by those that only wanted to use her for their gain. I hate a system that left a little girl feeling so unloved and so very alone. I press a kiss to her forehead, quietly reassuring her, “No one is going to take you away from me. You won’t ever have to leave.”
Chapter 13
Lizzy
“No one is going to take you away from me. You won’t ever have to leave,” Noah murmurs as he holds me to his chest. He’s so strong and solid. His body is a fortress, wrapping around me.
My hands slip under his t-shirt, tracing the planes of his body. His sharp intake of breath and soft groan have my nipples pebbling beneath my t-shirt.
“Lizzy…” His voice is soft. He’s still thinking that I need comfort. He’s right, but I need more than just the comfort of his words. I need skin-on-skin. I need to be naked with this man, need to feel his cock ramming into me. Reminding me that I’m his, no matter what the past is trying to tell me.
“I need you to make love to me,” I admit. He’s making me feel too many things. All the walls I’ve built are threatening to come crashing down. I need to stop feeling and just be in motion with him.
He searches my face for a moment but whatever he sees must reassure him that this is what I need. He helps me out of my shirt. We’re a tangle of limbs, dropping clothes as we hurriedly undress.
We’re bumping into walls as we kiss each other and laughing the entire time. This is how things are with Noah. They’re easy and simple until finally, we’re in his big bed together and he’s hovering over me. His gaze is filled with so much tenderness even as he drags his cock through my swollen folds. “You feel that, good girl? That’s your man’s cock.”
I whimper at the words. I love the dirty things he says and the way he makes me feel so naughty while reassuring me that I’m his good girl. I desperately want to please him, to make him proud. “Please, I need it.”
He ignores my pleading and continues the slow torture. He presses a soft kiss to my jaw. “Who will give you babies?”
“You will.” The words come out as a whine. He’s pushing me closer and closer to the edge. But I don’t want to go over without him. I need to feel him inside of me, demanding I take his cock.
His lips move higher, brushing against my earlobe. “Who will milk your tits when they grow big?”
“You will.” I try to lift my hips to get more friction but all it takes is one stern look, and I instantly settle down. He’s in control. The thought has more moisture gushing from my body.
He nips at my lobe before licking away the sting. “And who will come in your sweet little pussy until your ripe little body can’t take anymore?”
“You, Noah, always you!” I’m sobbing from frustration and clawing at his back now, my fingernails leaving deep grooves in his skin.
“Good girl.” He shoves in roughly, forcing me to take him to the hilt. There are a few seconds of burning stretch, but I bite down on my lip. I love the way it feels when he’s deep inside me, like he owns me and always will.
“Fuck,” he breathes the word out and then he’s in motion again. He pulls out of me only to fill me with such force that the headboard slams against the wall.
I rake my nails lower until I’m at the firm muscle of his ass. He circles my clit, swearing as he does, and I know he’s close. Tingles race across my skin and my breaths come in little pants.
“Come for me,” he commands but there’s a desperation to his tone that wasn’t there before. For the first time, I understand that it gives him something to see my orgasm, to know he was the one who gave it to me. “Be good and come all over my big cock.”
His words send me higher, pushing me right over the edge. I moan through the release because it’s never been this good. There’s something about Noah and the dirty things he says to me. He makes me feel safe to explore every forbidden fantasy in my head.