Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 118965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
The time has come to reel Lavigne in.
Gripping her chin, I tilt her face up. I home in on her luscious lips before I claim them. Instead of returning the kiss, she pushes me away.
My voice is thick with lust. “I want you, cara.”
“What you did… It’s so wrong.” She looks at me with disappointment burning like golden flames in the depth of her eyes. “What you did is unforgivable.”
I frame her face between my palms and hold her fast. I don’t want to remind her of her promise or her duty. What I want most is her own sweet, free will. “I won’t come inside you. I’ll pull out.”
She leans back, trying to escape me. “What happened to wanting to make me pregnant?”
“You’re right.” I didn’t mean to say that. It wasn’t my plan. I have no idea where that impulsive declaration sprang from. I only know the words come from deep inside me. “It’s a decision we should make together.”
She blinks. “Do you mean that?”
“Yes.”
She studies me with a skeptical look. “What changed your mind?”
The truth? I have no fucking idea why I just said what I did. The only logical explanation I can give her is something the kids made me realize. “Being a parent isn’t easy.” I utter a wry laugh. “I never gave my parents enough credit.”
Concern passes over her face. “How are the children?”
“Fine,” I say, aiming for her mouth again.
She turns her face away. “Sophie?”
A growl of frustration reverberates in my chest. “Forget about them.” When she leans farther backward, I negotiate like I’ve never negotiated in my life. “Just for a few moments.” Because let’s be honest. I know how to negotiate multi-million-euro deals, but when it comes to my relationship with my wife, I’m out of my depth. Working my fingers into the knot of the belt that ties her robe, I breathe against her neck, “Just until I can get inside you.”
“You mean this,” she says, holding me at bay with her hands on my shoulders and driving me insane. “About not forcing my hand.”
I drag my nose along the arch of her neck, inhaling the womanly scent of her skin before nipping the soft spot on the curve of her shoulder where her robe has fallen open. “Yes, dammit.” The knot of her belt comes loose. “I don’t say things I don’t mean.”
Still, she relents. “I’m going back on the pill.”
“Yes,” I say, catching her and planting a kiss full on her lips.
“What if it’s too late? What if I’m pregnant?”
“Then you are.” Sensing her withdrawal, I say quickly, “It’s highly unlikely that you’ll become pregnant so quickly.”
She raises a brow. “Oh yes?”
“It takes time for your hormones to stabilize when you go off the pill. I did some reading.”
“Ah-ha. So you’re an expert now.”
“Only in this,” I say, sliding my hand down the front of her pajama bottoms.
She’s not wearing panties. I skim my fingers over the triangle of hair she keeps trimmed and trace her slit. She gasps. She’s wet already. Gathering her slickness, I sink my finger deep enough to make her go on tiptoes. She’s so fucking tight and hot. I want inside her. Now.
My actions are wild as I tear my hand from her pajama bottoms to unbuckle my belt. Before she can drag in another breath, my cock is free. I twist her around and bend her over the rail. My need is too fierce. I’ll never make it to the bedroom. A week without having her is torture. Two weeks is hell. She grips the rail for purchase when I flick her robe up and rip down her pajama bottoms to expose her ass.
I stroke a hand over the satin skin of her globes before parting her with both hands, aiming loosely, and sinking my cock deep inside her pussy.
The sounds falling from her lips echo in the space. I love those moans, those little gasps of ecstasy. Just to hear more, I fuck her viciously. I slam into her, over and over, remembering at the last minute my promise to pull out.
Gripping the root of my cock hard, I squeeze to hold back. I kick her legs apart and rub the button at the apex of her sex until her lower body clenches and violent breathing racks her chest.
She’s still coming down from her orgasm when I turn her around and push her to her knees. She goes down obediently, parting her lips for me just as release tears through my body. Ribbons of cum coat her lips, chin, and neck. The sight of my seed marking her sparks a primal satisfaction inside me. When she licks my seed off her lips, my soft cock twitches.
I help her to her feet and carry her to the bathroom to clean us in the shower. It wasn’t my intention to spend another night, but I’m in no state to drive home.