Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
“Eve, baby?” My anger has vanished. She’s all I need even if it’s only tonight. I want to be a real person. Not the president of the Disciples, not Blade.
I want to be Jason. Inhaling her, I let my mind drift. Maybe I didn’t have the best upbringing. My mother tried the best she could for my brother and me. But when your husband is the Prez, you’re fucked. My dad was taking us to the clubhouse when we were way too young. I remember the first time I actually held a gun. I was maybe six. One of my dad’s officers had passed out and I picked it up and it went off. Thankfully it didn’t kill anyone. Instead of scolding me, he gave me an atta boy. Had the officer whose gun I picked up circle it with red paint. It’s like a rare picture in the clubhouse. Then he took me outside and taught me how to properly shoot a gun.
Eve blinks and looks up at me. Our gazes lock and I lower my lips to her sweetness. It’s slow and almost painful when I lift my head.
“Tell me about our baby.”
She smiles, and I finally acknowledge it. I love her. Fuck! I don’t care if she did this to trap me. I don’t care if she did it for security. All I care is that she makes me feel alive. That if she ever left me, I might not survive. Jesus, I’m like a caveman with his mate. I want to drag her by her hair twenty-four seven.
“It was amazing, Jason.” Her voice cracks and her blue eyes are full of emotion.
“Yeah?” I reach up and my thumb rubs her rose-colored lips. “I’m sorry, Angel. I should have been there.”
She blinks as if she doesn’t understand. I love her like this. She’s always easier to read when she’s not quite awake—when her guard isn’t up and it’s only us. So I take advantage of it by rolling over and caging her in as I look at her beautiful face.
“I want you, and I want us.” Before she can speak, I take her lips and groan as they part for me. It’s like the glow of the moon has cast some spell on us as I pull my T-shirt off her. Her skin, so soft and flawless, calls to me and I lick her, lips moving down to her neck and finally to her fucking tits. She moans as I latch onto one hard nipple and arches up so I can suck harder.
“Jason,” she whispers, turning her head into the pillow.
“Open your eyes, Angel.” My cock is leaking with need to get into her silken walls. My mind swims as my body takes over and both of us growl and pant our pleasure as I enter her.
She’s whimpering as I brace myself on my elbows. I need to see everything she feels.
“Fuck… It’s so good with us.” I thrust into her.
She reaches for my face. Her hands are warm and I inhale her scent. I’m inside her. She’s wrapped her soul around mine and I never want this feeling to end.
“Angel.” I lean into her beautiful lips. Her breath is sweet and I take it from her and breathe mine back into her mouth. Our eyes lock, the moonlight casting the right amount of light to make this whole night almost unreal. Then she tells me with words what my heart already knows.
“I love you.” Strong and confident, her words caress us. And for one moment, it almost spills out of my own mouth that I love her too. Instead I hold her gaze as I move deeper inside her. I watch her and hear her breath become labored. She’s close.
“Angel, my Angel.” Her eyes narrow and her nails latch onto my back and scratch down as her core pulses and contracts, milking my cock in ecstasy. My balls tighten, my stomach muscles jerk, and the pleasure seeps out of me snaking down to my toes as I shoot my seed deep inside her.
“Jesus Christ,” I grunt as the world and room spin. I’ve never experienced anything like that. Rolling over, I bring her with me. The intensity that I share with this woman is consuming me. She’s becoming my need, salvation, life.
“Jason?”
I’m caressing her back as we catch our breaths.
“What, baby?”
“I really do love you.” She leans up on her elbow, her cheek resting on her arm.
“Yeah?” I move her hair off her shoulder.
“Yeah,” she purrs as she brushes my lips. “And I know how you feel about me.” Her voice is raspy and dipped with honey and my dick twitches.
“How do I feel about you?” I can’t help but grin at her. She’s a mixture of goddess and fallen angel.
“You love me too.” She flops back onto the pillow and my heart squeezes. I say nothing but turn toward her on my side and grab her, pulling her snugly into my arms.