Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“No,” I admit.
“I’ve been fucking my hand daily since you pressed your sweet little body against mine. You were begging me to have you.”
“You’ve had me,” I point out. Will things change because he’s gotten what he wants? Will he only stay until he knows I have his child inside of me?
“I’ll never have enough.” His warm breath tickles my skin as he leans in and swirls his tongue around my clit. He doesn’t stop until I’m cumming again for him. It doesn’t take him long to get me there, and more than anything it’s his words that turn me on. I pray they hold true.
“I’ve got you,” he says when he scoops me off the desk and carries me through the house. He doesn’t stop until he’s putting me down on the bed a few moments later.
“Boone.” I grab for him when I realize he’s not going to lie down with me.
“I’m not going anywhere, petal, but I need to take care of you.” He strokes my cheek. How can this man be so intense and dominating in some moments and sweeter than anything I’ve ever known in others? I’ll never understand, but I trust him.
I release my hold on him, earning me a smile as I roll to my side and watch as he goes into the bathroom. I hear him turn on the water, and a bit later he’s coming back out of the bathroom to get me. He carries me back into the bathroom and then lowers me into a giant bathtub already filled with water. I reach for him, and he looks at my hand.
“You want me to get in with you?”
“Yes,” I respond without a thought.
“All right.” He strips down and then steps into the bath behind me. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me back to lie against his giant body. I feel so small and delicate against him.
I turn to my side to rest my cheek against his chest. “Why did you do all this?” I ask, closing my eyes. I’m not sure if I want to know the answer. What if he says something about a man needing a wife and nothing more than that? As crazy as it might be, I think I might already be falling for him, and that would put a few big nicks into my heart.
“I couldn't stop thinking about you. It started to drive me insane.” When I peek up at him through my lashes, he’s looking down at me as if waiting for his own answer.
“I’m pretty sure you said something about how little girls shouldn’t be out alone,” I remind him.
“You shouldn’t be out alone. Why do you think you live behind a protected gate now?”
“Is that why you bought this place? To have somewhere to put me?”
“I’m here with you, so I’ve put myself here too.” I stare up at him, unsure I’m fully okay with that response. I want more, but I let it go for now. I’m way further than I thought I would be at this point with my new husband.
“Okay,” I answer, resting my face against his chest.
“This is new to me, petal. Give me time. I’m not used to…” He trails off.
“Answering to people.”
“Married a day and finishing my sentences already.”
A giggle shakes through my body, and when I look up at him again, a smile lights his face. I swear his normal dark green eyes even sparkle right now. He looks utterly happy at this moment, and he doesn’t seem bothered by my questions. I decide since he’s in such a good mood I should keep going.
“What do you mean this is new to you?” I say before I lose the courage. I don’t really want to know about his past. I mean, I did when I googled him, but not so much anymore. Now he’s made the comment, and I’m curious.
“I’ve never lived with a woman or answered to a woman either.”
“You answer to me?” I turn more and sit up some in his lap. He’s still hard, and his cock brushes against my sex. I wince before I can catch myself, and a deep rumble leaves him.
“Fuck, petal. Does it hurt that much?” He starts to sit up, but I press on his chest, and he actually stops.
“I’m sensitive, but I’m fine,” I reassure him. He settles back down into the bath water.
“Yeah, I answer to you. Everything I do now is with you in mind.”
“Really?” I smile, loving the sound of that.
“Isn’t that marriage?” he asks.
“Not for everyone. Definitely not the ones I’ve grown up around.”
“I want a happy marriage with you, petal. I told you yesterday I never want to hurt you.”
“I thought that meant physically.”
“Fuck no!” he barks. “I’m never going to hurt you.” I lean in and kiss his angry face until he starts to relax, and it shows me how true his words really are. With a few kisses I can get him to shift his whole mood. “Stop,” he growls when my kisses grow deeper and longer. “Greedy girl.”