Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“A little higher.”
He did.
“A bit more.”
He did, and now he was an inch away from my pussy.
“Yeah, but there… better yet, maybe you should rub between my legs… I’m pretty sore there too.”
In the blink of an eye, the blanket was off my ass, and he spanked me hard.
“I’m kidding!” I immediately gave in. “I know it’s you!”
“I know you know it’s me.” Another smack.
“Hey! You’re the one who sent my massage therapist away. How rude.”
“I paid for his time and even bought this table from him. He was more than fine.”
“So then he was good-looking?”
One more smack.
Taking a deep breath, I shook my head. “You’re unbelievable!”
Inching higher, he rubbed closer to my core. The touch of his hands continued their exploration of my limbs, and it ignited my nerve endings into nothing but desire.
“Then I’m doing my job.”
“What’s your job exactly?”
“Keeping my girl satisfied.”
“I’m your girl now?”
“You’ve always been my girl.”
As soon as the last word left his mouth, he flipped me over and began caressing my breasts in soft but demanding touches. The lotion he was using made it easier for him to slide up and down my breasts to the sides of my stomach.
I let out a heady moan, loving the way his hands felt on me. I’d never tire of this man. Not wasting any time, he caressed my nub, triggering me to suck in a breath. He stayed there for a minute before he readily slipped two fingers inside me while his other hand pushed against my lower stomach.
“What are you do—”
“Relax.”
Gliding his fingers in and out of me, he didn’t move his hand from my stomach, and he continued to push down as he fingered me. “Oh God...”
The pressure he was applying with his hand on my belly made the way he was fingering me that much more intense. It was only a matter of minutes before my body was convulsing, contracting, and shaking as he fingered me faster and harder.
It was an overload of sensations.
I could physically feel my core pushing his fingers out, but he didn’t let up, fingering me deeper until my entire body came with such force I trembled uncontrollably.
“Good girl,” he praised.
He straddled my waist and cupped my breasts, then slid his dick between them. Back and forth, he slid his cock between my breasts. I whimpered when he backed away, but my disappointment didn’t last long. He bent forward and kissed my mouth while he stroked his cock.
I moved his hand and stroked him.
He groaned as I twirled my grasp around his shaft.
Never once did he stop devouring my mouth.
He thrust two fingers inside me, going straight for my G-spot that was still sensitive. The raw uninhibited craving to cum again hit me like a ton of bricks, and before my core contracted, he grabbed his dick and thrust inside me.
I felt full like my body was made for him.
“Oh God, please don’t stop. Harder... ahh ... yes ... yes ... just like that.”
“There’s my girl.”
I wanted it rough.
Hard.
Demanding.
I wanted him to brand me.
Mark me.
Make me his.
“Tell me you love my cock inside you. Tell me you never want me to stop fucking you. Tell me, or I’ll stop and leave you like this.”
The familiar response of wanting to cum made its way down my core, and I started to come apart again.
“Yes...” That was all I could muster, not wanting to use the word love with him.
Our breathing and panting were in sync. It only took a few more thrusts, grunts, and groans, and we came at the exact same time.
“You’re mine, Noelle Woods. All mine.” His tone was laced with pure possession.
And I allowed myself to get lost in him.
In us.
CHAPTER 24
NOELLE
Ithought about how much my life had changed and what was yet to come. For some reason, it all hit me that morning. Christmas was tomorrow and I had no idea what happened next.
Was he really staying?
My hand slid up and down my stomach, contemplating what his grandmother said and the possibility of already being pregnant.
I chuckled to myself.
People in relationships talked about these things during the dating phase. Getting to know each other and what the other wanted for their future. We skipped that whole stage, jumping headfirst into having sex, but we already knew everything about each other.
We weren’t strangers by any means.
A look.
A word.
A smile.
His scent.
His kiss.
His hands all over my body.
I couldn’t keep up with the emotional highs and lows. There was no hiding from it, seeing it for what it was.
We were happy, laughing, in love...
I never imagined I’d be living a life that appeared to be someone else’s.
The rumbling of a snowmobile pulled me away from my thoughts as I sat at the window, looking at the tree with Max in my arms. Nicholas ran out to grab something he said he left at the office. I sat up and gazed behind me as I heard the bike get closer to the house. Stepping into my boots next, I stood and walked toward the street.