Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I pick up the pace, her legs relaxing and dropping open more to welcome every thrust. It’s not long before she’s matching my movements, our bodies in a rhythm that each other will only ever know.
“That’s it, babe. Move that sweet pussy on my cock.” I angle my thrusts to hit her sweet spot. I can tell she’s close. “You’re gonna come all over my cock, and I’m going to spill my seed deep inside of you.” With that, she throws her head back, closing her eyes as her legs begin to shake, and her pussy clamps down around my cock. “Eyes on me, Snow.”
She follows my command, locking eyes with me as she screams my name before we both go over the edge.
I have never been much of a religious man, but I know I have found my heaven.
16
WINTER
Ilay with my head on Garrett's chest. His fingers drift up and down my back. I never knew life could be this way. It angers me how much Heaven’s Temple kept from us. How much they have taken from all of us that we can’t get back. It wasn’t only the women and girls. They often tossed the young boys out when they got older.
There would always be a reason, but after some conversations with Garrett, I've come to the realization that it was because they didn't want to share wives. All this talk about marriage and having as many children as possible was utterly ridiculous. They were in the business of ripping families apart.
“You all right?”
I tilt my head back to meet Garrett's eyes. “I told you I’m fine.” I smile at him. He has asked me this question more than once. Garrett is so worried he hurt me. The first time he thrust inside me, there was a sharp pain, but it was also accompanied by immense pleasure. Another thing my mother was wrong about. Sex can be good for both partners if the other cares, and my Garrett more than cares.
“Good, but you got tense for a second. You thinking about your sister?”
“Was more just thinking about that whole world. The things they tried to brainwash in my mind. Sometimes, I have to correct my thinking, knowing that the thoughts they ingrained in me are not my own.” I’m lucky because Garrett has been so supportive which has made it easier for me.
“I think you’re coming along faster than you realize.” Garrett brushes a piece of hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. “After we handle this and get your sister back, we’ll find you someone to talk to.”
“Someone to talk to? I like talking to you.” I start to sit up, but Garrett keeps me tucked in close to him.
“You can always talk to me, babe, but you have been through something big. A professional can help you sort through those thoughts.”
“I don’t know.” A small knot forms in my stomach. “When you needed someone to talk to at the compound, you always had to speak to one of the prophets.” I’m not comfortable putting that trust in anyone else besides Garrett at the moment.
“No,” he half-growls. That sound always makes me smile. “This will not be someone shoving any religion on you. This profession requires years of schooling and training specifically for these types of situations. It will be a woman.”
“All right. I know you only want what's best for me,” I agree, trusting Garrett. I think it would be easier if it was a woman.
“I won’t make you do anything you don’t want, but the option is there. You can even just go meet the person and then decide.”
“Thank you.” I press a kiss to his chest over his heart.
Garrett rolls, pinning me under him. “Stay put,” he orders, pressing a kiss to my mouth before he gets up from the bed. I watch his sexy, naked self stroll into the bathroom, hearing the water come on a few seconds later.
"I think you could use a soak in the tub," he says when he comes back out of the bathroom. Garrett easily scoops me up in his arms, carrying me back into the bathroom with him.
"I have been eyeing this tub," I admit.
"The warm water will help you be less sore later." He lowers me into the water. I let out a small sigh as the warmth envelops me. “Rest,” Garrett orders before dropping a kiss on the top of my head. “I’m going to check on a few things and grab some more wood. Then see about making us something to eat.”
“I want to cook,” I protest. “Please.”
“You know I can’t tell you no.”
“I don’t see how that is a problem.” He merely chuckles and gives me another kiss before leaving the bathroom.
I lean back, letting out another sigh. My mind replays our lovemaking. We’ve had sex twice.