Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 36407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
After closing his door, he locked it, leaving his briefcase and jacket. Walking into the kitchen, he found Lauren at the stove. She wore one of his blue shirts with a pair of jeans.
Domestic bliss.
He stopped.
“Hey, honey, dinner will be done soon. You want a beer?”
Caleb could only stare at her. This was domestic bliss.
“What’s the matter?” she asked. “You’re looking a little freaked out and you keep on staring at me.” She wiped her face. Tucked her hair behind her ear. Glanced down at her shirt. “What is it?”
“It’s nothing.” He was having a complete realization that he wanted to enjoy domestic bliss.
Holy shit.
This was what he was enjoying every single evening. He hated the days she decided to go back to her own apartment. Was there any way he could convince her to stay with him? To go through with the marriage?
She’d stopped asking him when he was going to tell his parents the truth, which was a giant relief.
“Oh. Well, if you want to take a shower, dinner won’t be long.”
He didn’t go for a shower and went straight to her. Lifting her up in his arms, he started to carry her through to the bedroom. She burst out laughing.
“Let me turn off the stove.”
Caleb stepped back but didn’t put her down.
“You know, I was trying to do something nice.”
“And you can, as soon as I’ve finished with what I want.”
“We’re going to have to work on what you want.” She moaned as he dropped her to the bed and through the thin shirt, he sucked at her nipples. “Caleb?”
“I want you completely naked.” He stopped touching her tits long enough to get her naked. “Spread those legs, I want to see your pussy.”
“I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to the way you talk.”
“You will.” I’m not going to let you go. The words echoed through his mind. He didn’t know where they came from but he also didn’t care.
Lauren didn’t realize it yet, but she belonged to him. They were supposed to be together and he was going to fight every single step of the way to make it so.
I love her.
He knelt on the bed after taking off his clothes and stopped. Love. He’d never even considered loving someone, anyone. His parents had love, not him.
Pushing his feelings to the back of his mind, he pressed a kiss to her heel. She let out a gasp, followed by a giggle as he started to move between her thighs. He slid his hands beneath her ass, holding her up as he started to lick at her cunt. Gliding his tongue across her nub, he went down to her entrance, moving in and out before coming back to her clit.
Over, around, across, he sucked her in, teasing her, drawing her to the point of pleasure she couldn’t seem to stand, and he kept her there, holding her in place.
“Please,” she said.
He threw her over the edge into an orgasm, but before she’d even finished coming down, he slid between her thighs and filled her. Her tight cunt wrapped around his dick and he felt the aftershocks of her arousal.
Gritting his teeth, he grabbed her hands and held them above her head, keeping her in place as he started to fuck her. His thrusts were slow at first, making her feel all of it, taking every single part of him. She drove him crazy. He couldn’t get enough.
His thrusts increased to where the bed started to slam against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him, taking him deep, and he relished it, not wanting to stop.
She threw him into an orgasm and this time, he filled her with every single drop of his cum. He hadn’t used a condom. He hadn’t wanted anything between them.
Collapsing against her, he rested his head on her chest to catch his breath.
“Wow,” she said.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
“You have. Well, that’s nice.”
He chuckled. “Have you thought about me?”
“Yes. I kept on cleaning for you. Making sure the house was as perfect as you’d want it.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “Caleb?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re going to have to tell your parents the truth.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Do you really want to marry me? Marriage isn’t something easy to walk away from. It’s important.”
“People get divorced all the time.”
“Your mom started to talk about children today.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. This is going too far. You’re going to need to tell them.”
He looked up. “Not right now.”
“They’re arranging a venue. Cake. It’s going too far.”
“I’ll talk to them. I’ll promise to get them to slow down.” He had no intention of telling his parents anything.
You can’t force her to marry you.
She doesn’t deserve that.
“Tell me what kind of wedding you’d want.”
She chuckled. “Really? You think I dream about a wedding?”
“Don’t most girls?”
“That is so sexist. Did you?”