Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
With a smile, she angles her face toward mine. Contentment shines brightly from her eyes. It’s an amazing feeling to know that I have everything to do with it.
“Of course I am. Today was perfect, don’t you think?”
I nod in agreement. “It was. And you were gorgeous.”
“You didn’t look so shabby yourself.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
She presses her lips against mine and whispers, “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” So freaking much that it hurts my heart.
And I can’t see that ever changing.
Right now, we’re happy to live in our little bubble.
We’ve had all the big talks, including ones about kiddos.
The plan is to wait a few years, but since we both come from big families, that’s what we want for ourselves.
When my hunger gets the best of me, my mouth finds hers. One sweep of my tongue against the seam of her lips and she opens, allowing me entrance just like always. I break away long enough to turn her in my arms so that we’re facing one another. She hikes up the flowy material around her thighs until she’s able to straddle my legs. I’m already hard as steel.
Her palms settle on my cheeks as our gazes cling. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
I didn’t think it was possible for anything to deter thoughts of getting my hands on my wife, but the sound of her husky voice and the soft look that fills her expression does the trick.
“I love you too, firecracker. You know that. What I feel for you grows stronger with the passing of each day. You’re it for me. You might have needed some convincing in the beginning, but I didn’t. One look at Slap Shotz and I was a goner.”
“Oh, Colby.”
With that, her lips crash onto mine. As soon as I open, her tongue dips inside to tangle with my own. My hands stroke over the long line of her spine before pressing her closer.
When she shifts, I growl. “Baby, you keep that up and we won’t make it back to our suite before I have you.”
She pulls away long enough to smirk. The silvery moonlight that slants down on us highlights the mischievous glint in her eyes. “Maybe that’s exactly what I want.”
A tortured groan falls from my lips.
There’s no doubt about it—this girl will end up killing me.
But it would be one hell of a way to go.
She peeks over my shoulder to look at the open-air restaurant that glows in the distance. “I think we could probably sneak in a quickie before anyone realizes that we’re MIA.”
One brow slants upward. “Don’t tease me, woman.”
In answer, she rises to her knees and shifts her dress around before yanking her thong to the side. My cock stiffens as my gaze settles on the vee between her legs. Need spirals through me as I fumble with my belt, button, and zipper of my slacks until my thick erection is unleashed.
As soon as she slides down my hard length, we both groan and a sense of rightness washes over me.
The best part of it all is that being buried deep inside her body feels like coming home.
Because that’s exactly what Britt is for me.
My home.
Where I’ll always belong.
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