Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
“Why do I think you’ve got a but in there?”
“Not a but, an or.”
Rosalie frowned. “Or what?”
“Or you and I could see where this goes. Your father pushed us together, forced our hands, and you know he gets a kick out of knowing we’ve hated each other, that he’s forcing us to be together due to that fucked-up deal. We could turn this around. Why do we have to hate each other and this arrangement? Why can’t we make him fucking hate it, regret he even suggested it in the first place?”
“By liking each other?” Rosalie asked.
“Babe, my dick is hard for you. I’m attracted to you. I’m not hating what I’m seeing or what I’m touching.”
“You’re so romantic, Colt. I don’t know how I’ll be able to keep up.”
This made him chuckle.
“Wouldn’t you like that?” Colt asked. “To get back at him? To make him weak because you and I have each other?”
He waited and the longer he did, he wondered if he’d gotten this wrong, but then she jerked her head and said the words.
“Yes.”
****
Colt made a weird kind of sense. It was a little silly to allow her attraction to come out to spite her father, but anything that worked had to be a good thing. At least that’s what she was going for, or attempting to go for.
She couldn’t believe she was naked in Colt’s arms, or that he was naked as well. He had a lot of ink up and down his body. The artwork was splendid. Whoever had done it was skilled.
“I’m going to kiss you now and touch you, and I need you to tell me if you’re hating any of this.”
“Okay,” she said.
He gripped her ass a little tighter and she loved it when he did that. Loved how hard his hands felt. Loved the grip. One of his hands moved up, going toward the back of her head and sinking into her hair. She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it dug into her stomach. She wanted to touch him, explore him. Rosalie knew she was throwing caution to the wind but this was the only safe place to do it. Back home, she’d be worried about her mother and now about Petal. She had her father and two clubs that were not friends or allies. They were still at war, only now it was silent and deadly. They were going to turn on each other. She didn’t know where that would leave her and her mother, or even Petal, but she’d deal with all of that in time. For now, this was her honeymoon.
She and Colt were together. His lips slammed against hers, and she succumbed to the temptation, kissing him back. Colt growled against her lips and the vibration went through her body. He began to move her away from the kitchen. She broke the kiss to look back at the dishes.
“Forget about them,” he said. “We can do them later.”
He took possession of her lips. All thought fled her mind and all she could think about was Colt. He moved them through to the living room and this time when he broke the kiss, he pushed her down onto the sofa. It was unexpected but she was distracted from saying something as he gripped the length of his cock. She had felt him inside her on multiple occasions and now she knew why it hurt. He was rock-hard, thick, and even long. How could this man be so blessed in this department?
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“Ah, I don’t think I should tell you.”
“I need to know what’s going on in that head of yours.”
She nibbled her lip and then looked into his eyes. “I was thinking it’s no wonder it hurt. You’re like, you know, big.” Her face was on fire.
“It doesn’t have to hurt. You weren’t ready for me, but the next time my dick is inside you, you’re going to love it.”
“You don’t know that.”
He sunk to his knees in front of her. “Oh, I know, because I’m going to make sure you are ready.” He put his hands on her knees and then spread them open. At the same time, he pulled her so that her ass was perched on the edge of the sofa.
“What are you doing?” she asked, laughing.
“Having some fun.”
The laughter died as soon as he put his palm flat against her pussy. All thought fled her mind. A single finger danced across her clit and she stared up into his eyes as he did so.
“I know what I’m doing and I know by the time I’m done, you’re going to love every second of it.”
Rosalie gasped as he continued to stroke her clit, moving back-and-forth, then over. He moved down and started to work on her entrance. She tensed up and then Colt shocked her as he pressed his face against her pussy. His tongue replaced his fingers as he flicked it back-and-forth across her clit. Another moan left her and the pleasure of his tongue was more than she could have ever imagined.