Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13385 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13385 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
I brushed my lips to her damp hair. She smelled like me, and fuck, I loved it.
“Why do you think your mom left everything to you?”
Selma snorted. “Probably to be vindictive. They never got married. And they fought all the time.”
I stroked my hand down her arm. I hated that she’d grown up like that. She was too good for that kind of life. Too kind, sweet, and gentle.
“Your dad always been an alcoholic?”
She nodded. “He and my mom. Drugs, too. Life… it sucked before I was old enough to leave and strike out on my own. I walked out that door and never looked back. Hell, I used to think they hadn’t even noticed I left, but I guess I know now that they noticed; they just never cared.” She frowned. “And I’m not sure which is worse.”
I tugged her onto my lap and captured her chin between my fingers. “I know we’re still in the beginning stages of all this, baby girl, but I swear to you, I’ll never abandon you.” Her eyes swam with tears. I stroked my thumb over her cheek. “I’ve been head over heels in love with you since you chewed my ass out for almost running you over.” Moving my fingers, I cupped her cheek and swept away a tear as it slipped from the corner of her glassy, blue eyes. “I love you, Selma.”
Her chin wobbled. “Oh, Remi,” she whispered. “I thought I was crazy for how much I already love you, too,” she croaked. “You came through for me when anyone else would have just walked away. You took care of me. I’ve never had that. Falling for you was… it was inevitable.”
I kissed her softly, but our kiss quickly grew passionate. She parted her lips for me on a soft moan, and I stroked my tongue over hers before tracing the curves of her sweet mouth. The taste of peppermint from my toothpaste exploded over my tongue, and I groaned, deepening the kiss even more.
She pulled her lips from mine, much to my dismay, but then she turned and straddled my hips, her warmth pressing right against my cock. I growled and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her lips back to mine. She ground her pussy against my cock and sank her teeth into my bottom lip.
“Fuck,” I rasped. I stood and then turned to face the bed so I could lay her down on it. Her blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo, looking just like the angel who had come into my life to save me. I grasped the waistband of the boxers she had on and then glanced up at her, waiting for her permission.
“Yes,” she whispered before she sank her teeth into her plump, bottom lip.
I tugged them off and then eased the shirt off, being careful of the stitches on the back of her head. Nothing could prepare me for how beautiful her body was. She might have been a bit taller than most women, but she still had curves. And I couldn’t wait to run my hands over them.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I told her. I tightly gripped my shaft through my sweats, trying to stave off my orgasm. My balls were already drawing up tight against my body, and I wasn’t even inside of her yet.
She sat up and gripped the band of my sweats, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. When I nodded, she tugged them down, her lips parting the slightest bit when my cock was finally freed. Her warm breath fanned over the tip, and a shiver raced down my spine.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned when she flicked her tongue over the tip, licking up the precum that had just beaded on my tip. “Selma, baby—Christ,” I snarled when she swallowed me to the back of her throat. I clasped her face, being careful where my fingers rested on the sides of her scalp due to her injury. It took every ounce of my restraint to not fuck her throat and be rough with her.
My head fell back on my shoulders when she swallowed around me. Her mouth was so warm and wet. I’d never felt suction this fucking incredible in my life.
“God, baby,” I groaned, looking back down at her again. “You’re doing so good. So fucking good for me.”
My balls were already tingling. I gently pushed her face back and nodded my head toward the mattress. “Lay back for me,” I instructed as I reached into my nightstand drawer to pull out a condom. Once I sheathed my cock inside the latex, I crawled into the space between her parted thighs and rubbed the tip of my shaft along her slick folds.
“Now, Remi,” she begged, her fingers clutching at my bare shoulders.
I eased inside of her. Her back arched, a moan crawling up her throat. Bracing my elbows on either side of her shoulders, I slowly began to make love to her, being extra careful with her. Our lips met in a steamy kiss that said everything we didn’t speak aloud.