Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Val: Her manicure appointment ran long.
I was irritated she’d waited until now to tell me, but all I really cared about was how soon I would see my girl.
Me: She’s on her way now?
Val: Yes, sir. ETA 5 minutes.
I put my foot down, sat up a little straighter in my seat, and picked up my iced coffee. She came around the corner just as I swallowed and set the cup back on the table.
Faith skidded to a stop, causing her friend Olive to bump into her. The momentum propelled Faith forward, and she would have crashed right into me if I hadn’t jumped to my feet and hauled her into my arms.
Holy fucking hell. She felt amazing pressed up against me. Her soft curves fit right into the hard grooves of my muscular body. Even though I towered over her, it felt as though we were a perfect match of two puzzle pieces.
Faith might have been young, but her body was all woman. She was petite but had mouthwatering curves. A round face with striking blue eyes and a rosebud mouth, big tits that I couldn’t wait to suck on, a flat belly—I’d take care of that as soon as possible—wide hips that were perfect for breeding, and shapely legs that I just knew would feel amazing wrapped around me while I fucked her.
I knew I had to let her go before I did something stupid, especially considering the sizeable bulge in my pants. But first, I dropped my face into her soft auburn waves and inhaled her coconut and lime scent.
As I’d watched Faith, I’d also collected her receipts, looked up purchase histories, and anything else I felt would help me prepare for our life together. Our shower was already stocked with her favorite body wash. The lotion in the same scent was in the nightstand on her side of the bed and in several other rooms around the house.
When I came across a room spray in the same scent, I couldn’t buy it fast enough. In fact, I’d cleared out every bottle the store had in stock. At night, I sprayed my pillow with it before I went to sleep, making my dreams of her seem even more real.
“I’m so sorry, Rush,” Faith gasped, and I shored up my strength, setting her a good foot away from me.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, blue eyes,” I told her, giving in to the urge to brush wayward strands of her auburn hair behind her ear. “I like being your knight in shining armor.”
Her cheeks bloomed with pink, and I held back a groan. I had a bet with myself about how far down that blush would go when she was stuffed eleven inches full of me and screaming my name.
I shook the images away and quickly returned to my seat, crossing my legs to hide the giant bulge in my jeans.
“Well, um…enjoy your lunch,” Faith said softly, seeming reluctant to walk away.
“You, too, blue eyes,” I murmured, keeping my voice low enough that it wouldn’t reach her ears.
Times like this made it hard as fuck not to forget all about her age. She followed her friends into the diner, but her eyes remained on me until Olive grabbed her arm and quickly steered her over so she wouldn’t walk into the large picture window. Faith’s cheeks turned crimson, and I chuckled at the sweet, innocent picture she made.
My girl often reminded me of a red-haired angel. She was also incredibly sensuous, and I couldn’t wait to draw out the seductress hidden inside her. I often pictured her riding me with wild abandon, her auburn hair swaying around her as she leaned back with her hands on my thighs, thrusting her tits in the air.
I watched her wide hips and sexy ass sway through the window as she walked up to the counter. The situation in my pants was not improving, but I struggled to leave when she was so close.
“Rush Baldwyne?”
My attention was ripped away from my girl, and I frowned as my eyes swung around to take in the person who’d called my name.
A tall, skinny woman with red hair as fake as the silicone balloons on her chest sauntered up to my table. Her overly plumped lips curved in what she probably thought was a seductive smile, but she’d had so much Botox it reminded me of the thin-lipped smile of the Grinch.
“Rush. It’s so great to see you.”
My brow lowered, and I studied her for another second, but nothing about her struck my recognition. “I don’t think we know each other.”
Her mouth shifted into…some attempt at an expression, but I didn’t care enough to figure it out.
“Of course we do! We met at the gala last month for…”
She babbled on about an event I’d attended, but I still couldn’t place her. I’d only gone to support a foundation that Noah created. He was a heart surgeon and had developed several new tools and other equipment that had made a significant difference in the medical field. One of the most anticipated tools he’d invented was ground-breaking, and the research showed an astronomical drop in casualty rates for certain heart surgeries. It had been fully approved by the FDA last year and garnered him a Nobel Prize, and he’d used the award money to fund a research foundation.