Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 95676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Somehow, she knows exactly what I need to steady me. Our tastes mingle on my lips as she kisses me. I make love to her slowly, gently, running my hands all over her body. Our mouths never drift far from the other, our bodies twined together as I lift her and ease her back down.
She gasps my name. I whisper hers against her lips, breathing my air into her lungs.
"I love you," I murmur over and over, pressing the words into her skin.
"I've never loved anyway the way I love you," she whispers back and then moans when the head of my cock drags against her g-spot. "I never will, Cam."
A cry rumbles in my throat, her soft declaration unraveling me. I thrust harder, her nails digging into my shoulders. I hold her down, grinding my pelvis against her clit before I lift and then drop her again. Harder and then faster, until I'm rocking her against me at a wicked pace.
I pant beneath her, lifting my head to pull her nipple into my mouth. I want her to feel even half of what she makes me feel, want her to know even half the joy she gives me.
She throws her head back and cries out when I bite down, her inner muscles clenching around me. "Oh, God, Cam," she gasps, trembling. "I'm going to come."
"Not until I say."
She whimpers, scoring me with her nails in an attempt to hold her orgasm at bay. It's impossible though. Her inner muscles flutter again and then again. She can't hold it off this time.
I sit up, crashing my lips against hers to swallow her cries. My hands dig into her hips as I rock her against me, each shift causing the root of my cock to rub against her clit. "Give it to me, kitten. Now."
"Cam!" she cries against my lips, letting go. Her inner walls clamp around me hard enough to pull my own orgasm from me.
"Kitten," I moan, slamming her down onto my cock a final time. "God, kitten." I erupt inside her again and again, wishing like hell I could get her pregnant here and now. But I know she's not ready for that. Not yet.
I run my hands all across her body, touching her everywhere as we come together, riding out the waves in each other's arms.
"Love you," she mumbles, collapsing against my chest when the last wave recedes.
I cuddle her close, opening my mouth over her heart and placing a kiss there. "I love you too, kitten," I say before easing us down on the bed.
She sprawls out across my body, her head on my chest and her legs around my hips, listening to my heartbeat. I rub her back, humming to her. Every few seconds, I press my lips to her skin, raining sweet kisses across her face.
"Addicted," I whisper.
"Me too," she mumbles, burrowing her face into my throat.
"Wake up, kitten," I murmur hours later, rolling her over onto her back and hitching her leg around my hip. I slide back inside of her, fucking her slow and deep.
"Mm," she moans, wrapping her arms around my torso and holding me tight.
I make love to her gently, whispering sweet words in her ear until she's writhing beneath me and scoring her nails down my back. When she falls over the edge, I go with her, moaning her name against her throat.
When we're finished, I capture her lips, kissing her like it's the first time all over again.
"Marry me," I whisper into her mouth.
"What?" She pulls back, staring up at me with wide eyes.
"Marry me," I say again, holding my weight off her with my hands on the bed on each side of her head. I meet her gaze, holding it. "I can't stop thinking about you being my wife. Say yes."
"But―" She snaps her mouth closed.
I stare at her, waiting for her to work out what she wants to say.
"You really want to marry me?" she finally asks.
"Hell yes, I do." I roll off her, reaching into the table beside the bed before sitting up against the headboard. I pluck her up and settle her in my lap so she's straddling me, her legs around my waist. A small smile plays at my lips as I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear and then hold my hand out for her.
"Oh," she whispers when she sees the ring from Shae's. "How did you―?"
"I went there the day after you confessed," I say quietly. "You wouldn't see me, and I was mad as hell. I was determined to get you out of jail, just so I could spank your ass for pulling that stunt." I peg her with a hard look, letting her know I'm still a little pissed about that. "The saleslady remembered you looking at this ring when you were there. I bought it right then and there."