Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“Let me see.” Molly gently pushes me onto my back and sucks in a breath as she prods at my face. “You need a doctor.”
“I’m fine.” I catch her hand and hold it tight. “I promise, baby.”
She chews her lip. I let her go and she continues to explore, her hands pulling up my shirt. I suck in a breath and she sighs when she sees the bruising, but this time, she doesn’t say anything. Instead, she rubs my sore muscles gently, pushing me onto my side, her breasts against my back as her hands massage my arms and shoulder.
“Is this what I have to look forward to?” she whispers, her mouth warm against my ear. I’m fucking hard as she continues to touch me, tender and worried. I can feel her heart racing against my spine. “You’re going to come home a total mess all the time?”
“Not all the time,” I say, smiling a little. It feels fucking good to have someone touching me right now. Before her, I had to deal with this shit all on my own. I’d suffer alone in my bed, nobody around to give a shit about me, nobody to make sure I didn’t end up dying from some internal bleeding I didn’t even know about. She’s strangely tender, and I like it.
“Warn me, okay? I know you said you want to keep your other life away from me for a while, but at least warn me.”
“Why? So you can worry?”
“I want to prepare myself. Saul—you look like someone tried to kill you.”
I turn around to face her and brush some hair from her forehead. “Someone did try to kill me. War, remember?”
“I know, but—”
“I’m fine. Really. I’m fine. Everything’s good.” I glance at the clock and sigh, my eyes closing. “I’m sorry I woke you so early.”
“It’s okay.” She hesitates. I can tell she just realized how close we are. But she doesn’t shift back to her side. Instead, she leans her head forward and onto my chest, and the weight of her feels incredible. I stroke her hair and put my arm around her, hugging her tight, not giving a shit if it feels like my ribs are going to crack all over again.
She’s warm, soft, and gorgeous, and I want her so badly it hurts. I’m hard and pulsing, and if I weren’t beat to shit, I don’t think I’d be able to control myself.
As it stands, she got lucky. I’m helpless.
Which is why all I do is grunt in surprise when her hand brushes down between my legs and she feels how hard I am. Her breath comes in faster, hitching in her chest, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, her palm strokes me up and down over my boxer briefs.
“What are you doing?” I ask, voice low and husky, on the edge of moaning. I feel like I’m going to come in my fucking pants, I want her so badly.
“I don’t know. Should I stop?”
“No. Fuck no. Don’t.” I reach up and wrap my hand in her hair, pulling slightly until her chin tilts up. “Don’t stop. It feels good.”
“Yeah?” Her eyes are wide and glassy, her lips hanging open. She strokes me faster, hand gripped around my shaft. “You like that?”
“I fucking love when you touch me, baby.”
“You’re hurt. I should stop.”
“I’d have to be dead before I’d want you to stop.”
Her eyes stare into mine. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Half concern, half desire, and all fucking confidence. She knows what she wants. Even if it’s a complication.
I pull her toward me and crush her with a kiss. Any doubt evaporates between us as she releases the sexiest fucking whimper I’ve ever heard in my life. My tongue darts into her mouth, rolls against hers, dousing her with my taste and reveling in her own. She’s minty and fresh, like lemons and Chapstick. I tighten my grip but she pulls back, gasping for air, then shifts until she’s kneeling over top of me.
“You’re not going to let me take control, are you?” she whispers and moves down toward my twitching cock.
“It’s not in my nature.”
“For once, fight against yourself.” She stops until her mouth is level with my dick. I’m so fucking hard I’m afraid it might break. She kisses my shaft, licking up and up, and I’m so fucking done.
I groan when she takes me into her mouth. I have no clue how I don’t come right then. Her lips feel like fucking heaven as she sucks me nice and slow, making these little throaty moans as she does it like she’s enjoying herself. God damn, but her hand’s down between her legs, and she’s stroking the one place in the world where I want to be right now, stroking herself up and down as her tongue rolls around my tip.