Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
“Bermuda.” I guess the overload of pink houses gave it away.
It's one of the only places she hasn’t been and wanted to visit. I thought about saving it for our honeymoon but there was nothing stopping us from doing a trial run, just in case it wasn’t what she expected.
The smile on her face when she turned to me is only one of the reasons I love her as much as I do. It lit up her eyes, enhancing that beauty that left me spellbound and took my breath away.
We couldn’t wait to get to the beach house I’d rented for the weekend and run down to the private beach for a night swim in the warm North Atlantic Ocean.
We laughed and played like children in the water under the stars, the air redolent with the scent of flowers and the salty air of the sea. I like seeing her like this, relaxed and carefree. She’s like a chameleon.
At the office, she’s all businesswoman. At college, she put her all into her studies even though she knew all along that she was going to inherit everything. I like her drive and the fact that she doesn’t take situations or people for granted, but I especially love it when we’re together like this, just the two of us, away from the rest of the world.
We laid on the beach after our swim and let the air dry us, not saying anything but enjoying the silence and just being together. These are the things I pay attention to since she’s technically my first girlfriend, and when I think about it, I don’t really have anything to compare.
I found early on that if I pay attention to her wants and needs, it actually makes me happy. I get pleasure from her joy, which is what I’m always looking for. She doesn’t dwell on her past or the things she suffered in her father’s house, but I’m very mindful of those things, and though I don’t bring it up to her, my revenge plot has changed over time more to avenge her than myself.
I’m not sure when it happened or how, but I have this burning need to hurt the people who hurt her. It just so happens that most of them were already my enemies. I hadn’t paid too much attention to Janice before, but knowing what I do now, I’m almost certain she, too, played a part in what was done to me.
She seems to think the world owes her and her daughter something, and so they go through life stomping on people. It pisses me off that she was one of their victims, and even though I wasn’t there at the time and was too young anyway, I still want revenge for her.
Taking the business is one thing, sure, but that’s not enough. I’m going to….
“What are you thinking about? Are you plotting something?”
“What makes you say that?” I turned my head to look at her next to me on the blanket we’d thrown on the sand.
“You always get this vein in the middle of your forehead popping out when you’re up to something.” She trailed her finger down my face to my nose.
“Oh really?” Just that one innocent touch was enough to have me turning to her.
I nipped her finger between my teeth, and she drew in her breath. It’s always like this: the passion between us. It doesn’t take much to light the spark, and tonight was no different.
I forgot what I’d been thinking about as I moved over closer to her so I could feel the warmth of her skin against the cool breeze coming off the ocean. There’s nothing more beautiful than Lily in the moonlight, the way the stars make her eyes shine, the warm hues of her skin, and her wild Grecian curls.
It all fits in a place in my heart like a photograph that I carry with me at all times. “Why do you look so serious all of a sudden?”
“I love you.” I’d said it before, of course, but each time, it feels like I mean it more. I feel it more.
“I love you too.” And those words from her always make me smile. A smile that starts in my heart. I lowered my head slowly, inhaling her scent and the light in her eyes before our lips met in a breath of a kiss.
We teased each other’s lips with our tongues until she won the battle and sucked my tongue into her mouth. I’ve studied kissing too, so I know what she likes. Like the trail of my fingertips up her left side until I reach the perfect mound of her tit.
I chose the left side because that’s the side she’s most sensitive on. I let my fingers sneak toward her nipple before grazing it ever so gently with my nails. She hissed and purred into my mouth, and I stole her tongue while plucking her nipple softly.