Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 65809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
His deep voice rumbles through me and his words are a promise. I can tell from the glint in his eyes he’s not fucking around. I don’t think he’d let anything come between us ever again. That thought should scare me, but it only has me pushing my body into his. I don’t ever want to be taken from him.
“Rest,” he manages to grit out as he tries not to take me. I watched him do the same thing last night and eventually he won. He licked me until all the orgasms were too much to take and I passed out. He’s relentless with his mouth.
“Tell me,” I push, because I have to know.
He cups my face before he slides his fingers into my hair. “You’re so soft.” He sighs when I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why do you want to know the dirty details?”
“I like your dirty details.” I watch his nose flare at my confession and his eyes go to my mouth.
“He should have taken his beating and let it go. I should have known that he’d never let that be the end of it.”
No he wouldn’t. Men like Gabe let their egos do the work. He thinks he can take and have anything he want. Someone put him in his place and he didn’t like it.
“I’m kind of glad he didn’t.”
I let out a small gasp. If Gabe Conner hadn’t pressed those charges maybe Rocco never would have gone to prison. We could have been together all this time.
“You’re not the only woman those Conner men have attacked. It seems it runs in the family.”
I swallow hard and try not to think of all their dirty deeds. I had a feeling that might be the case. It’s something I brought up when I was pushing about Rocco being behind bars for something that I honestly thought hadn’t gone far enough.
Maybe I’m not as sweet as Rocco thinks. Somehow, though, he reads my thoughts. Maybe all those letters made it easy for him to know where I stand because I told him everything I was thinking no matter how small.
“He’s dead.” I sit there shocked for a moment.
“Good,” I say, but then my mind churns. “But—”
“As much as I would have loved to have the honor, he flipped his car running from the cops.”
“Holy shit, why was he running?” I wiggle in closer to Rocco, wanting to know everything. This might not be a stand-up-and-cheer moment, but it’s a victory.
“Because their world was burning down around them.” He smirks at that. “They could only do so much shit before it began to pile up and they couldn’t pay them all off.”
“Because not everyone can be bought,” I add, and it makes Rocco smile.
I was one of them, but I used the money they tried to buy me off with against them. I know there are good men in this world because of Rocco. I also know there have to be others in the legal system that are good too. Ones that are all too happy to go after the Conner family with a smile on their face.
Rocco rolls us so that he’s over me and his big thighs part mine easy.
“No, not everyone can be bought,” he agrees, leaning down to kiss me.
I wrap myself around him and it’s still hard to believe that he’s here and that he’s real. Good won and it’s all so perfect.
“You going to be my Valentine?” he asks against my mouth, changing the subject for now. I don’t mind in the least. Right now I don’t want to think about those men anymore. Not while we’re in our bed.
“I’ve never had one before,” I admit. “Unless you count when I was in the third grade and—”
I’m cut off by the deep growl from Rocco. “Don’t talk about other men.”
I burst into a fit of laughter. “It was the third grade,” I giggle. He doesn’t find it as funny as I do and I gasp when he slides deep inside of me suddenly. I didn’t notice his thick cock pushing closer until he thrust to the hilt inside of me.
“You’re not laughing now.” I try to thrust up, wanting him to move. I’m so not laughing now, and I watch as he fights a smirk.
“I have to tell you. You’re even hotter when you’re jealous,” I moan as he starts to slide in and out of me slowly. My pussy squeezes him because he’s so big, but somehow he fits.
“I’m going to fix that.” He stops moving and I try again to move my hips. A whimper of need escapes me and I don’t understand what he’s saying. It’s hard to concentrate with him inside of me.
“You won’t need my jealousy because soon you’ll see how much attention and love I give you. You’ll get it in that pretty head of yours that you’re my world.” My eyes water at what he’s saying. I hadn’t thought about it that way. That seeing him jealous over me made me feel like someone was clamoring for all my attention. That’s something I’ve never had in my life until him.