Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“Gunner,” she moans, her head moving quickly from side to side. “Gunner. I’m so full. So, so full.”
Cash’s hands move to my head, and she shoves my face into her cunt. Using my tongue, I lap at her pussy, making circles around her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Her legs shake, and she crushes my head between her thighs as she comes.
I slowly pull my hand out of her wet cunt, admiring how she’s drenched the sofa and the floor below. I lick my palm before offering her my fingers. Cash opens her mouth wide, engulfing me from the tip to the knuckle. Her tongue twirls as I shove my cock in her again, getting lost in her beauty and pure depravity.
I pull her to me, my cock nestled in her warmth. My fiery gaze holds hers. “Marry me. Go to bed with me every night and wake up with me every morning for the rest of my life, Sparrow. Be mine forever.”
“Forever,” she whispers, crashing her lips to mine.
Chapter 22
Cash
“Oh, shit. Wait a second,” Gunner says, jumping off the sofa and leaving me completely exposed.
He picks up his jeans and pulls out a tiny black velvet box. Turning, he lowers to one knee before he looks at me, and a slow, sexy smile forms on his lips.
“This moment was supposed to be super romantic, but seeing you naked, with those sexy-as-hell nipples begging for my mouth, has me forgetting everything,” he says, looking at me with lust and desire burning in his eyes. He discards the box on the side table and climbs on top of me.
“Oh, no. You can’t seriously expect a round two before you open that little box,” I say, my arms extended as I try to hold Gunner at bay.
He pushes against me, holding his weight on his elbows. “You ladies only have one thing on your mind. Can’t wait to be my ball and chain, huh, baby?”
“Gunner Shaw, you better be giving me that ring. This instant!” I swat his shoulders while laughing uncontrollably.
Gunner bends and kisses me quickly before grabbing the discarded ring on the floor. “Cash, my beautiful, sexy, talented girl,” he says, standing and holding the box in his hands, his fingers tracing the edges. He gets down on one knee as I move to the edge of the sofa.
I have so much love for this man, my man. He’s strong, kind, and warm. He’s everything I didn’t know I wanted and everything I’ve always needed.
“I never thought I would find someone so utterly perfect for me in every single way. And then you walked into my bar and turned my entire world upside down with your smart mouth and beautiful soul. You even won over my mother and helped her clean up her act. You make my life perfect, You’re perfect. I know you can do significantly better than me, but I’m so grateful you don’t want to. Cash, will you make me the happiest man in the world by agreeing to be my wife?”
The tears come thundering down my face. I don’t look graceful; I’m full-on ugly crying. I gaze at my sweet man, feeling so full and beyond happy.
Gunner places the huge rock on my finger. I jump on him, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Yes!” I shout, placing kisses all over his face. “Yes. Yes, yes, yes, I will marry you. I love you so much, Gunner.”
“I love you too, beautiful. Now, how about we make those babies?” He carries me to the bedroom and tosses me onto the bed and covers my body with his, obliterating the darkness of my past with a promise of a brighter future.
A future with him.
First Epilogue
Gunner –Two Years Later
“And the winner in the Best New Country Album category is…” The latest Hollywood star fumbles open the award envelope while Cash digs her nails into my thigh.
I clasp her hand, shooting her a cocky grin just as an audience camera swoops in front of us. Our faces are projected onto the big screen just as time blurs.
“Cash Leigh and Gunner Shaw for Copper Sunrise!”
We stand as Cash’s hand trembles in mine, tears shimmering in her eyes. She still shocks me two years into this wild ride with her. We’ve already won Best New Single for our song, “Lost Without You.” The first duet we released together was enough to send us into the stratosphere.
And less than twenty minutes after that, they’ve given me the New Artist of the Year award.
I help my sparrow up the steps to collect our second award together, thinking how wild it is that I’m here. I nod to my former bandmates, Gutless Void. Two of the guys jump up and down in white masks covered in blood while the other three clap enthusiastically. I chuckle, thinking how that completely goes against their dark metalcore look.