Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“Mer—rick,” I breathe as the intense feeling in my core grows.
“Give it to me,” he says, his voice gruff. He quickens his pace as he pushes his fingers in and out of me. “Come for me.”
As if my body is his to command, I do exactly as he says as I shatter beneath him. Wave after wave of white-hot ecstasy rolls through my veins. It’s the most intense orgasm of my life, and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to come on his cock.
When I finally come down from my high, he’s hovering over me. I watch with the muted light of the moon as he lifts his hand to his mouth and sucks on his fingers. My core clenches and I’m ready for more. However, he seems to have other ideas.
Leaning down, he kisses me. It’s a slow, sensual kiss, and I can taste myself on his tongue. It’s not something I would have ever considered doing before this moment, but with Merrick, it’s sexy. I reach for him, but he moves his hips out of the way.
“Go clean up, baby, before I do it for you.”
“What?” I gasp.
“It’s late, and we need to sleep.” There is something in his tone, as if he’s holding back.
“You can do it for me,” I taunt him.
“Brat,” he grumbles as he sucks a nipple into his mouth, causing us both to moan in pleasure. “Not tonight. I’m taking this slow. I’m not giving you a chance to freak out on me. Let’s see how you feel about tonight’s activities in the morning, and we’ll go from there.”
I want to argue with him, but I know better. Once Merrick sets his mind on something, it’s a done deal. So, I kiss under his jaw, and slide out of bed, before making my way to the bathroom to clean up as I’m told. I do so quickly, then rush back to the bed, and dive under the covers to ward off the chill of the air conditioning. I snuggle up to him, and he wraps me in his arms, my naked body fused with his.
“You’re warm.”
“You’re sexy.” He kisses the top of my head.
“You make me feel that way.”
“Good.” He gives me another kiss. “Night, baby.”
“Night.” I close my eyes, and within minutes, I drift off to sleep in the safety and comfort of his arms.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
Merrick
“Is this rain ever going to stop?” Courtney asks.
It’s Saturday afternoon, and it’s been raining since early yesterday morning. She stayed over last night, and today we’ve just been lounging around the house. “I think it’s supposed to let up in a little while, then start up again later tonight into tomorrow.”
“Will you be able to work with all this mud?” she asks. She wrinkles her nose, and it’s adorable.
There isn’t much about Courtney that I don’t see as adorable these days. “Depends. The job we’re on now, yes. Others, sometimes not.”
“That’s good,” she says, sliding her feet in between me and the back of the couch. She’s lying on one end, and I’m on the other. We started off watching television, but we both quickly lost interest and we’ve just been talking ever since.
“How are things at the boutique? You still liking it there?”
She narrows her eyes at me. “Are you a spy for Jordyn?” she teases.
“Nope. I’m not Jordyn’s brother-in-law right now. I’m just yours.” It’s easy to say because I feel like I am hers. I feel like she’s mine, but that’s a conversation for another time. Way off in the distance, after I’ve had time to unpack why I feel that way. Instead, for now, I’m going to ignore it.
“I do love it. In fact, Jordyn mentioned me taking on more responsibility. She wants to be able to spend more time with Finn.”
“How do you feel about that?”
“You sound like a therapist.” She laughs.
I shrug. “You are lying on my couch.”
She giggles, and the sound wraps around me and fills this house like a warm embrace. “I’m excited about it. I love the job, and Jordyn is so easy to work with. I was bouncing some new ideas off her for items we can offer, and services such as personal shopping. It’s what we do now, sort of, but this would be dedicated time, maybe even after hours, to sit down with the customer and go over their wants and needs.”
“That’s a great idea. We don’t have anything like that here in Willow River.”
“I know. Jordyn and I both think it will go over really well.”
“I’m proud of you, babe.”
She blushes at my compliment. I love that, too, but I don’t tell her so.
“Thanks, Mer.”
“Are you getting hungry?” We ate a late breakfast, but that was hours ago.
“A little. What are you in the mood for? I’ll make us something.”
“Honestly, anything,” I say and she smiles. “Come on. Let’s go see what we can find.” I stand from the couch, offering her my hand and helping her up. I wrap my arms around her in a hug, because I can, and because I can’t not. She’s quickly becoming my addiction. One I never saw coming, but I guess that’s how most addictions start. They sneak up on you out of nowhere, and bam! You can’t live without it.