Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“I love you too. And, of course, I’ll marry you. Who else is going to protect me from the storm?” I held on tight, thrusting harder and faster, clinging to her body as if she were going to disappear. There are no words that I can express to show how much I love her and need her. I’ve never felt this way before; it’s like an addiction, a craving so deep. And I’ll never let her go.
“Would you two hurry up in there?”
“Damn it, Nana. We’re trying to make some great grandbabies in here. You’re interrupting us.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, some of us have some bridge to play, and you’re taking too long.” Georgia giggles. “She promised to teach me today.” I spank her ass.
Epilogue
Stellan
“Stellan, who are the lovely ladies on your arms?” The pap from TMZ asks as we walk across the red carpet for the movie premiere.
Before I can answer, my Nana steps forward and answers, “I’m his Nana, Louise Barrymore. No relation to them other Barrymores.” She waves her arm dismissively. Great. That’s going to make headlines, and I’m sure my Nana is going to love starting shit. Smiling, she adds, “This gorgeous beauty is his wife.”
“She’s more than that. She’s my obsession, my heart and soul, and the best thing to ever happen to me.” I bring her hand to my lips, and flashbacks go off.
“What is your name, beautiful?” I fight off the urge to punch the fucker for speaking to her like that, but I have to keep my cool a bit longer.
“Georgia Knox.”
“Wow, a perfect name to go with a show-stopping woman.”
“A reminder, my woman, so keep your tongue in your mouth and speak to her properly, or I’ll remind you that I’m not just tough on screen,” I warn the bastard flirting with her.
Another reporter sneaks in and says, “Way to go, Mr. Knox. Speaking of on-screen, is Mrs. Knox the reason you’re no longer going to be acting.”
“Not completely. I’d been thinking about it when the stalker came into the picture, and then Georgia was the last sign I needed. It was time to call it a day and throw in the towel.”
“It’s a shame, but we’re glad you’re both safe and happy. You make a beautiful couple.” They take a couple more shots before I lead my women away without answering all their invasive questions. We’re not actually staying for the movie, but we had to do a little song and dance. Now that it’s over, we can go. I have ten more of these in other countries that my lovely wife agreed to do with me.
“We need to get you home before you cause any more trouble, Nana.”
“I haven’t started shit. It was that reporter. He was flirting with your wife. I’d watch out if I was you. They’re all gunning for her.” We both gasp. “Sorry, poor choice of words, deary. I mean, they want to bang your pretty wife and steal her away from you.”
“Well, that shit isn’t happening, and everyone knows it.” My threat was loud and clear, and my hands all over my wife were enough to show my intent. I didn’t share my Georgia with anyone. The town was lucky that they were graced with her presence and her wonderful hospitality.
I lead Georgia and Nana to the limo, and then we arrive at my home, where I plan to ravish my wife. “Thank you, ladies, for an entertaining evening, but it was exhausting, and I think we should go to bed.”
“Ha. You just want to get your wife alone. You don’t have to lie to an old biddy like me. Been there before, young man. Hell, when Henry comes around.” She grins like a wicked woman.
My mouth falls open, and Georgia presses it closed. “Henry? Steel Mill Henry?”
“Never you mind… Go onto bed now.” She winks at Georgia.
Georgia takes my hand, tugging me, but I’m standing still, staring at my seventy-two-year-old Nana talking about getting lucky. “What is she talking about? Henry is like thirty years younger than her.”
“She’s only messing with you. She thinks Henry’s handsome, and he flirts with her.”
“Damn, saucy old lady.” I shake my head and scoop up my wife, wrapping her legs around my waist and taking her up to our room. “Enough about her. You’re the one I want all my attention on. How are you feeling?”
“Horny.”
“I like that answer.” I swat her bottom and strip her bare before giving her exactly what she needs. My mouth and hands make quick work of heating her to complete arousal before I slide deep inside her warmth. It’s not long before we’re both screaming out unintelligible words as we come apart. As we lay in bed, completely sated, she whispers, “I have a special surprise, husband.”
“What surprise?” My brow cocks up, and I wonder if we’re going to play some dirty game. She’s been enjoying the idea of me working for her at the cabins. Every so often, my boss seduces me in one of the rentals. I’d call HR, but I don’t want to get fired.