Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
I massage her little bundle of nerves as I push the head of my cock inside of her for the first time. I swear I see fucking stars as her tight little pussy clamps down around me. It takes everything I have not to rut inside of her like a goddamn animal.
“Kent.” She tries to push down, but I pull back and keep jerking my cock. “I’m coming again!” she cries out. Her pussy locks down on the head of my cock.
My balls draw up tight as she takes me over with her. I spill inside of her, marking her as mine.
I won’t claim all of her yet. Not until she admits she’s mine. And that this marriage is staying intact. I told my sweet wife that I’m a bastard. I play fucking dirty. I’ll keep coming inside of her, binding her to me in any way that I can.
The sooner she comes to terms with us being forever, the sooner I can give her that happily ever after she told me she dreams of.
One that she’s got my cold heart dreaming of now too. She teased me in more ways than one.
I want it all.
6
Gabriella
Kenton’s big body collapses on top of mine. The sound of our heavy breathing fills the room. My eyes fall closed as I enjoy the hum of pleasure flowing through my body. When he starts to kiss my neck, my eyes flutter back open.
My body starts to warm all over again with need, confirming what I already know: that it’s addictive. And it’s in my best interest to stay the heck away from his mouth.
“You’re still a jerk,” I huff. “You weren't even drunk last night.”
“I never claimed to be drunk.” He lifts his head and kisses me. His tongue presses into my mouth, and I can taste my orgasm on his lips. As my mind puts more of the pieces together from last night, I remember a young man about my age showing up with a ring a few minutes after Kenton suggested we get married.
I told him how I’d always wanted to get married on my family's land, but it might not be mine much longer. His idea was to get married now. For reasons I can’t explain, I found myself nodding and agreeing with his crazy idea. And then we were kissing again.
I’d lost my mind. I never lose my mind. I’m always the responsible one. “Crap. What time is it? I have to get to work.” I push at his chest. He doesn’t budge.
“You don’t work today.”
“No, not at the veterinarian's office, but I still need to help at home and then I go to the Barkers’ in the afternoon to help with the horses.”
“You only help them so they’ll let you ride their horses. We’ll get you your own horses.” He reluctantly rolls off me. “We need to go back to the city. I have court next week. I can’t miss it.”
“That’s great. You go back to court. And I’ll get back to my life,” I huff, sitting up and looking around for my dress. “While you’re at it, could you see about starting the process of an annulment? I’m sure you have an in at the court to speed it up.”
“There isn’t going to be an annulment.” I stop what I’m doing to spin around to face him when I get off the bed. His shirt I’m still wearing falls back down to cover me.
“There will be.”
“Good luck with that.” He sits up. “You do know I’m one of the best divorce lawyers in the country.” I glare at him, which only makes him smile. “You don’t need to work. I’m rich.” He makes a grab for me, but I dodge him. Barely.
“I don’t recall signing any prenup papers. Can’t be that great of a divorce lawyer.” I expect to get a glare back at my blow. It’s what I’m going for, but he gives me nothing. He only shrugs, unfazed about it. In fact, he seems more annoyed that I'd dodged his grab than anything.
“Don’t need one. We’re not getting an annulment or divorce.” He reaches out, pulling one of the lids off the trays on the room service cart. “You need to eat.”
“Kenton. Please. What is going on here? Is this some scheme to get back at your brother or something? I don’t understand.” He makes another grab at me. This time I’m not quick enough. He pulls me back into him.
“We have nothing to do with anyone else.” He nuzzles my neck. Something I’m noticing he loves to do. I start to melt into him again. My phone starts to go off, breaking me from the Kenton spell he puts me under with his mouth.
“It’s one of my sisters who’s calling. That’s her ringtone.” I wiggle, trying to get away from him.