Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
His words make me hurt and feel good all at the same time. He doesn’t want to leave me. There’s futility in those words, but that doesn’t mean they don’t feel good too.
“We live different lives,” I agree, but he shakes his head, not accepting my response.
“It doesn’t have to be that way.”
I reach up to touch the side of his face, wishing to smooth out the lines I find there. “My life is here and yours is in Dallas, Ryder.”
“People make long distance relationships work every day, Tillie. Hell, we’re not even that far apart. I can be here in nineteen hours, faster if I push it.”
“That’s still a two-day drive.” I keep going with my train of thought. I can’t allow myself false hope. I need to be realistic in all things when it comes to Ryder Monroe.
“I can do it in one,” he counters stubbornly.
“Not safely, and there’s no way I can. Plus, I have a lot of responsibility at the store. I’m lucky if I get two days off and they almost never happen in a row, Ryder.”
“Thank fuck there’s this handy invention called an airplane,” he mutters.
“Honey—”
“I have a shit-ton of miles saved up and even if I didn’t, I can afford to fly my woman out for the weekend.”
My heart speeds up, something warm and sweet unfurls in my belly. “Your woman?”
“After last night? You better fucking believe it.”
I take a deep breath and it shudders through my body as I try to get control of my emotions. “Aren’t we rushing things a little bit?”
“Buttons, I just spent the night making you come with my hand and my tongue. If you think I’m going to stand back and let someone else take you away from me, you’re insane.”
“I’m not sure… I mean, sharing what we shared… Doing what we did…”
“Tillie—”
“It was good,” I interrupt. He lets out an annoyed breath of air and I look up to catch the censure on his face. I sigh. “It was really good.”
“Damn straight.”
“Still, it was just two consenting adults fooling around. I’m not sure what we did should bring us to the point where we’re discussing long distance relationships and me being, well…”
“Well?”
“Your woman,” I finish. I’m out of my depth. I feel so much out of it that I’m dizzy with it.
“Did you enjoy what we shared last night?” he asks, and I feel my cheeks heat.
“You got me off once and gave me a huge orgasm. Then, you woke me up later that night and gave me two more. I’m pretty sure if I denied that I enjoyed it, lightning would crash into the house and send me straight to hell,” I mutter.
His body starts shaking and I look up at him again to find that he’s trying to control his laughter—and failing very badly. He leans down to touch his lips to mine and gives me a squeeze.
“So, in the hopes of preserving your parents’ roof, I’m going to go with you. I really enjoyed last night. Now, this was a fact that I already surmised, but it’s damn good to hear you echo it.”
“I did, but you still didn’t let me finish you off. That means all this was kind of one-sided.”
“Trust me, it wasn’t. Last night was for you. We’ll work up to the rest.”
“Is this relationship—if we have one—always going to be under your direction, Ryder? Do I ever get a say?”
“We’re going to have one. We’re in one. First, you should get that straight.”
“You—”
“Do you want me to go from having your sweet cum on my tongue, my fingers buried in you to another woman in my bed, Buttons?”
Even the thought makes bile try to rise inside of me. I’m not experienced enough to hide that reaction either and I can tell from the look on his face that he didn’t miss it. Shit.
“No,” I finally admit when he continues to wait for me to answer.
“I can tell you straight out that I don’t want another man getting what I got from you last night. That’s mine. I’m claiming it—claiming you—and you and your sweet pussy are mine.”
“My pu… err…”
“Pussy. Say it, Tillie and I’ll give you another orgasm as a reward.”
It’s as if electricity shoots through me with his words. Warm heat pools inside of me and centers between my thighs. God…
“I have to go to work…” My eyes skitter to my nightstand and sigh. “I have to be at work in like an hour.”
“It takes me ten minutes to drive you into town and that’s if I drive like an old lady. If I get inventive, I can get you off in this bed and then get inventive in the shower getting you off again.”
“If I give you what you want, do I get to make you come?” I ask bravely, my heart running away with me.