Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
She gasped and shivered as she began to rock in time, taking me deeper with each rush of her body as she angled for me.
Body begging.
Like she couldn’t get enough, either.
Wanting more.
Needing more.
“You were made for me,” I told her, words grit.
“I know. It wouldn’t feel like this if I wasn’t. If I wasn’t yours and you weren’t mine.”
Pleasure hazed over my vision, ecstasy nearly bringing me to my knees with every stroke.
I took her left leg and hooked her knee on the bed, spreading her wider so I could take her even deeper.
She gasped and wheezed, and her fingers dug into the sheets. “I need...I…”
I slipped my arm under her leg so I could get to that throbbing little bud that I knew would set her off. What I wasn’t expecting was for her to shatter the second I touched her, the woman shuddering and shaking as an orgasm rushed her like a landslide.
Sending her flying.
I could almost see the sparks light across her skin.
The way she glowed.
The vibration of her orgasm rocked through me, bigger than anything I’d ever felt.
She just kept going.
Pleasure rolling and rolling.
Hers and mine.
Mine.
I knew it.
Knew she was made for me.
My match.
My heart.
I pulled her up against me, her chest to my back as I picked her feet off the ground, holding her weight as I drove into her so fucking deep.
She throbbed around me, hugging my dick so tight that I couldn’t take it any longer.
I split.
Broke apart.
Bliss pounded through me as I came, and her name ripped from my tongue as I poured into her.
And together we were shattering the stars. Rising above the heavens. Floating somewhere that shouldn’t exist.
I was probably gripping her too fucking tight.
But I couldn’t let go.
I wanted to hold her.
The claim of my soul.
Forever.
I buried my face into the fall of her hair while we both stood there gasping and shaking. Our skin drenched in sweat. Our bodies one and our hearts beating in the perfect time.
“Forever,” I whispered near her ear. “I will love you forever.”
FIFTY-TWO
SAVANNAH
“Are you as ready as I am for this day to be over?” Dakota blew her bangs from her forehead as she bustled behind the counter where I was making a couple of her famous strawberry iced teas. She carried a tray of freshly baked cookies to stock in the display case, and the scent of coconut and almonds saturated the air as she passed.
I was never going to get used to how delicious it smelled in here. I swore, she had my stomach rumbling every time she came up with a new recipe.
“Don’t get me wrong,” she continued as she used tongs to transfer the cookies into the display case. “I love a good Sunday afternoon party, but I had one too many margaritas last night, and this girl is dragging. Five o’clock came early. But you, my sweet Snuggle Muggle, look like you’ve barely slept. Tell me Ezra kept you up all night.”
She quirked a teasing brow at me from where she was knelt at the case.
I choked out a little laugh. It was the truth. I’d barely slept. Ezra knew there was no chance of me settling after the journal had gone missing, so he’d kept me distracted in the best of ways. And in those few moments before dawn when we’d finally flopped exhausted onto his bed, he’d curled me in his arms from behind, holding me while I’d barely drifted, a thousand silent promises whispered into the tranquil air.
“He might have kept me up for an hour or two.”
“An hour or two? I know a marathon when I see one.”
My laugh was deeper, the memories of last night whirling through my mind and sending my belly quivering. “Okay, I might be going on an hour.”
She giggled. “Well, I do hope you aren’t complaining. If the way Ezra hauled you out of there last night was any indication, he made it well worth your time.”
“I’m pretty sure Ezra is worth every second.”
The off-handedness she’d been wearing slipped straight into sincerity, and she straightened as she came my way. “I know it was scary for you…opening yourself up to his love…but I’m so thankful you know what it means now. That you know what it’s like to be loved by someone like him.”
“I never knew anything like it before,” I admitted.
“I know. And you could have rejected him. Shut yourself off to it. But even after everything you’ve been through, you were still brave enough to try. To take that chance.”
I did. I took it. And I’d fallen. Fallen so hard.
Unease flitted through my senses, my stomach sick with the idea of losing it.
“It’s worth it,” Dakota whispered as she passed, squeezing my arm as she did before she disappeared back through the swinging doors.
Shaking myself out of it, I grabbed my customers’ refills and carried them to their booth. “Here we are, two strawberry teas. Anything else I can get for you this afternoon?”