Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 186756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 934(@200wpm)___ 747(@250wpm)___ 623(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 186756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 934(@200wpm)___ 747(@250wpm)___ 623(@300wpm)
I squeal and arch and twist and struggle. Then, “Okay, okay. I’ll do it.”
He smirks, a triumphant glint in his eyes.
That asshole.
And then he proceeds to kiss all of my toes as I count them one by one. When he reaches my extra pinkie toe, he makes sure to look at me as he kisses it not once but twice, making me blush and squirm. When I reach the end of the count – eleven for eleven toes – he comes down at me.
My thighs wrap around his naked hips as he rumbles, “Eleven.”
Panting, I whisper back, “Eleven.”
He shifts over me, his hard dick rubbing over my pussy lips. “And what’s eleven?”
I arch up against it. “S-Stellan’s favorite number.”
“Stellan’s favorite number,” he approves.
“You –”
“And what else is Stellan’s favorite?” he asks, nudging my wet hole with his dick.
“All three of my p-pinkie toes.”
“All three of your pinkie toes.” Then, “What else?”
“And my t-tits.”
“Fuck yeah, your tits.” Then, rasping, “Keep going.”
He slides in but only a little bit, making me moan in response.
When I forget to answer him, he prods, “What else, baby?”
My fingers dig in his shoulders. “M-My pussy.”
Humming, he slides further in. “Your sweetheart pussy, yeah.”
“Stellan, I –”
“There’s more.”
“My mouth.”
“Your sweetheart mouth.”
“Stellan, you need to –”
“You forgot the last one.”
“My a-ass.”
Finally, he’s all the way in and we both take a second to absorb that. I writhe under him and he grunts over me. Then, “And your sweetheart asshole.” Then, “But what’s my most favorite of all?”
My heart races and my skin breaks out in goosebumps. “D-Dora.”
“Yeah, Dora,” he says both roughly and warmly. “My sweetheart is my favorite of all.”
After that, all bets are off.
He pounds my pussy until I shatter around him causing him to come as well. And as always, he pulls out and sticks just the tip in my asshole and comes in my ass.
To give me what I want – his bare cock – but also to protect me.
Which makes me fall in love with him even more.
But the day is not done yet.
Which means I have more occasions to fall in love with him.
Despite this little detour and cleaning me up, we continue with our nightly ritual. Where he sits propped up on the pillows while I go back to using his chest as a pillow for me. And then I sip my tea – he rewarmed it, including his own – as he reads to me from his favorite series. I’m not going to lie, I’m really enjoying it. I’ve never been a reader before but I could listen to him read me all day long. And that’s how I go to sleep every night, with his heat on my skin and his voice in my ears.
It’s all very peaceful except we both have secrets and I’d like that to stop.
While I can’t do anything about his, I get to share mine after the championship game.
Because that’s the deadline.
When Shep insisted that I keep our fake engagement a secret, I gave him until the championship game. That’s when I’m going to tell Stellan the truth.
Not that I know exactly what I’ll say to him.
He’ll be pissed, that’s for sure.
He’ll be crazy pissed.
But then again, there’s always this hope that he’ll fall madly in love with me by then so he’ll laugh it all away and forgive me for playing with his emotions again.
Ha!
What an absolute joke.
Even if he did fall in love with me – which is not going to happen because he’s so adamant at making me fall out of it and because he just plain doesn’t want to – he’s going to get over it pretty quickly when he finds out the truth. So all I can do is make the most of the time that we have right now and be with him until it all blows up in my face.
Which is why I hate that we have to keep this a secret.
For all intents and purposes, I’m still engaged to the captain of the team. Which means I can’t be caught sneaking around with anyone let alone the head coach, his twin brother.
Not to mention, my own mother.
She still calls me and checks up on me every single day, reminding me of the rules and her threat. And I’m sure she’s keeping an eye on the media about any gossip about me, waiting for me to slip up. Not that I’m going to. Even though I’ve broken all her rules and even though Stellan doesn’t fear her, I do. I absolutely am scared of her and what she’s capable of.
So it’s imperative that we keep this under wraps until everything comes to an end at the last game.
But apparently Stellan has other plans.
Because now at parties, he blatantly stares at me.
Without any regard to anyone else around.
He follows me with his eyes no matter where I go or what I do or who I’m with.