Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“You can do whatever you like.” He brings another bite to my mouth. I take it. I’m starting to notice I take anything he gives me. “Including having babies.”
“Caleb.” I shake my head while standing. “I’ll clean this up since you—” I’m pulled into his lap before I can finish what I was saying.
“I’d have babies with you. If you were my girl, my wife.”
“You can’t say things like that.” My words come out whispered.
“I can say anything I want. I often do.”
I search his face. “We barely know each other, and I kind of work for you now.”
“Let’s not worry about all that. We’ll get to know each other. What better way than living together?”
“Are you saying we could be more? Have a future?”
“I’d give you pretty much anything you asked for, Gabriella.”
I lean in and press my mouth to his. Caleb sinks his fingers into my hair, deepening the kiss. I don’t know how long we kiss, but I enjoy every second of it.
“Sleep with me tonight,” Caleb says when we finally break the kiss. “We don’t have to do anything. I just really want you in my bed.”
“Really?” How is this man single?
“Come on.” He stands with me in his arms.
“Come on?” I laugh. “You’re already moving. I don’t have much of a choice.” He is heading toward his bedroom.
“You’re not protesting.” He sits me down on his bed. There are floor-to-ceiling windows in here, too, that overlook the city.
“You can put a tree there too.” I gesture toward the corner, where there are a few plush chairs and a fireplace.
“Told you that you can do anything you want.”
“You spoil me.” I fall back onto the bed. It’s like a super fluffy cloud.
“Gabriella.” I glance down to where Caleb is staring.
“Oh, yeah.” I push my shirt back down to cover my stomach, where the red mark from the coffee the woman spilled still lingers.
Caleb, still standing beside the bed, leans down over me and pushes my shirt back up.
"This from that incident today at the coffee shop?" He brushes his fingers over it gently.
"Yeah." Did I tell him why I was fired? Probably. I do tend to ramble on. “It’s not so bad.”
“I don’t like it.” He glares at the mark like he can bully it away.
“It will fade by tomorrow. I just have sensitive skin.”
“Don’t do that. Try to play it down.” That was what I was doing. I’ve learned to do that over the years to get myself through tough situations. I knew if I let myself dwell on things, that I would get stuck in that. I didn’t have any other choice but to be okay. “I always want you to be honest with me.”
“Okay,” I agree. I don’t think I can tell this man no. I don’t even want to.
9
CALEB
“Gabriella.” I groan. My dream is all too real. I can smell and feel her against me.
“Caleb.” She moans. The sound jerks me fully awake. I wasn’t dreaming. “Don’t stop." Gabriella’s breathing is heavy. She’s lying on her side, her back pressed to my chest. I have my face buried in her hair.
But my hands—that’s what she’s moaning about. I don’t know how the fuck it happened, but I have one down the front of her panties, covering her pussy while the other is snaked up her shirt, cupping her full, soft breast. Her wetness coats the palm of my hand.
I start to pull my hand out, pissed at myself. I asked her to sleep with me, and this is what I did to her while we slept. Gabriella’s hand wraps around my wrist, stopping me.
“Please,” she whispers. “It feels good.” Gabriella presses herself more into my hand. I can't tell her no, and fuck do I want to touch her more.
"Throw your leg over mine," I order her. "I want full access to your pussy if I'm going to play with it." She instantly does, making her thighs spread wider for me. I slide my finger between the folds of her sex. Her whole body jerks when it hits her clit. Her fingers that are wrapped around my wrist tighten. The bite of her nails digs into my skin.
I press my mouth to her ear. “You like that?” I kiss her neck. “You want more?”
“Don’t tease me.” I can hear the need in her voice.
“I promise you, sweetheart. I’m not teasing. In fact, if you let me, I’ll take it all. I’ll eat your pussy whole and swallow every single drop of your sweetness.”
“Yes.”
That’s all I need to hear. I flip her over so that she is on her back and claim her mouth with a kiss. I’ve dreamt of this moment. I’ve jerked my cock too many times to count at the mere thought of it. She’s every man's wet dream. But I’ll be the only one to know her in these intimate ways.