Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
I clench around him automatically, my whole sex sensitive from the climax I gave myself earlier. I have never felt anything more perfect in my entire life. Ransom fists the shower wall beside my head, and I wrap my hand around his arm while I dig my nails into his shoulder. I can’t really move, but he can, and oh my god, yes, he can. His hips pump faster, his cock driving deep inside me. I’m already seeing all the stars, all the lights, all the rainbows, and all the flying turtles—uh, what? Yeah, when I close my eyes, they’re there too.
Ransom thrusts hard, dragging his cock out from inside me before filling me hard. He drives deep until his balls slap against my wet skin, and I roll my hips eagerly, my back sucking to the wall, my skin damp everywhere. Ransom pins me there again and again with his hard thrusts while I grasp his hair and drag his face to mine, kissing him brutally.
“God, Ransom…” I bite out, licking water drops from his chin before giving him my mouth again.
“I agree,” he gasps roughly. “You’re so gorgeous, Ay. So fucking beautiful. Your pussy feels so good on my dick. So tight.”
My hips start bucking now, banging against his, our pelvises slamming together at a furious rate. He pumps hard, then grabs my hand and slides it between us, guiding my fingers to my clit. A few strokes later, I’m done. The turtles and the lights come for me and take me away to a land of honey bees and giant flowers. I’m bouncing off each of them, finding the gold at the end of the rainbow, sliding down fluffy clouds, and okay, that sounds like a strange experience, but honestly, it’s wonderful. And I’m kidding. Kind of. I don’t remember anything except the pleasure, just for that second. I don’t know if it counts as not remembering my name or Ransom’s, but for the moment, I’m lost to everything but how good it feels to have him inside me, seating himself deep and coming so hard that I’m wedged against the shower wall even tighter, his arms supporting me—always supporting me—his sweet breath hot in my ear, his groans painting the side of my neck hotly as he groans through his own pleasure.
His muscles flex all over, and I’m lost in him now that I opened my eyes. Screw rainbows and flying turtles. They’re nice too, but nothing compares to the rugged beauty that is Ransom.
After, he trails kisses down my neck and shoulder while we breathe hard. He eventually does lower me down on my wobbly legs, his hands supporting me the whole time, and after he washes me tenderly yet again, he shuts off the shower and grabs a towel to wrap me up.
“Let’s make that fort,” he says huskily as he mummifies me in super soft terrycloth.
“I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm. My head might explode. My pussy might explode too.”
“We could just lay there then. But I still want to make a fort. Never did that before when I was younger.”
“Okay. The fort. Then more orgasms. I’m sure I’ll have recovered after we put it together.”
Ransom’s eyes glisten, and oh my god, I’m in serious, serious trouble here. Or…or not, because maybe it’s okay to fall so hard and fast for someone. Maybe, in our situation, it’s a good thing. We’re always going to be bound together by our baby. Is it wrong to be bound by so, so much more when it feels so right? It’s still scary to think about how much I want this man, how close we’re becoming, and how all those things I heard about soulmates that I always scoffed at for obvious reasons are hitting so close to home for me now.
Ransom’s arms wrap around me, and he guides me out of the bathroom and straight to the bedroom. I’m not sure if we’re making forts or not, but when he twists me up in them, and we fall onto the bed together with my head on his chest, I just know I could stay here pretty much forever and ever like this.
CHAPTER 16
Ransom
Saying goodbye to Granny and my brothers was harder than I thought. They left this morning, and I was at the airport to see them off. Yes, there have been quite a few times when we’ve lived in different places, got on separate flights, and gone in separate directions, sometimes for months at a time, but at the end of it, we always knew we’d be back together as a unit. I can’t explain how it felt, watching their plane take off and carry them all away from here, away from me, and knowing I might never be a part of our team again, knowing that I’m not a part of the unit anymore. It’s not me and my brothers and Granny against the bad guys in the world. It’s just me now, against…against what?