Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Huck shouted my name and shot his release inside of me. For the moment, I was experiencing bliss and did not care. I wanted to keep him here forever. His mouth covered mine, and his tongue swept against mine slowly. I held on to him, using my mouth and my body to say the words I couldn’t.
When he broke our kiss, he kept his face close to mine. His warm breath heated my skin as he continued to slowly pump inside of me. Even though we’d both reached our orgasm.
“I’ll get you birth control,” he said against my cheek. “But even if I’ve not put a baby in you yet, you’re still mine. You’re not leaving me, Trinity. I’ll fucking chain you to my bed and eat your pussy three times a day. I won’t let you go.”
Tears stung my eyes. It was so odd to feel that again. I buried my face in his shoulder to hide my emotion. I didn’t want him to think I was making this about more than just sex. He’d made that clear. But when he tore down my emotional walls, he did something else too. He’d given me back my ability to love. Something I’d thought was broken in me. Maybe it had been, but Huck had healed it.
“Do you want to leave me?” he asked, stilling his slow thrust inside me.
I shook my head and gulped.
“I can feel your tears on my skin, sweetheart, and right now, I’m not in a headspace to see you cry. So, I’m gonna need to know why.”
I took a deep breath. “I’m scared.” There. That was the best I could do.
He didn’t want to know that I was crying because I was in love with him. Telling Huck Kingston I was in love with him would be a sure way to get kicked out of his bed.
“Of what? I’ll fix it.”
I smiled at that response. He thought he could fix everything.
“Losing this,” I admitted.
“My dick?”
I laughed. “No, and yes.”
He kissed my neck. “I swear to you that you own my cock. Completely own it. Your cunt has ruined me. That is not something you need to fear. If you need proof, give me five more minutes, and we’ll start round two.”
I shook my head. “You’ll get tired of me.”
He moved off me then and turned me on my side, forcing me to look at him. His thumb brushed the tears off my face as he scowled. “What do I need to do to assure you that won’t ever happen? Fuck, Trinity, I’ve never brought a woman to my bed. I’ve never fucked the same one more than a handful of times, and that list is small. I don’t eat pussy. I get my dick sucked. But I can’t seem to get enough of yours. Walking into that party last night with you on my arm, I felt like a motherfucking king. You will have to kill me to get away from me.”
He looked so fierce as he said all those things. It wasn’t love. But it was something. It was more than just screwing. Maybe I could love enough for both of us. If he wanted me this much, then that was enough.
I nodded. “But no babies. Okay? Not for a long time.”
He smirked. “Okay. But if I’ve put one in you already, that shit is done.”
I didn’t want to worry about that. Not today. “We should be careful from now on.”
He frowned and cupped his hand over my pussy. A finger slid inside, and he groaned. “But, fuck, I love feeling my cum up in you.”
I laughed. “We will go get me the shot.”
He leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.
“Never claimed anyone before,” he whispered. “Never will again.”
Thirty
Trinity
I’d placed the cinnamon rolls on the island with the rest of the breakfast when Huck walked into the kitchen. I had butterflies in my stomach, my heart had that funny feeling, and the smile on my face was unavoidable. I was in love.
He didn’t look at the food, but his eyes held mine as he walked toward me. I fought the urge to throw myself in his arms. Sure, we had spent yesterday in bed, in the shower, in bed again, in a bubble bath, on the sofa—you get the picture—but I never knew when Huck wasn’t going to turn cold.
“Don’t like waking up and you not being there,” he said when he reached me. His hand gripped my waist and tugged me against him. “I want you in my bed when I open my eyes.”
I tilted my head back to look up at him. “I have a job.”
He scowled down at me. “I need to change that.”
I shook my head. “No. Gage and Levi expect breakfast when they get up.”
Huck lowered his head until his mouth was inches from mine. “I don’t give a fuck. I want you in my arms when I wake up.”