Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
“You don’t want me.”
“Don’t say that,” Callie said. “Don’t try to think for a single second what I am thinking or feeling.” She took a step into the kitchen, then another. “You’re right, this is a scary moment. I mean, you were sent to kill me, and I get it. Dante Morelli was a horrible person. I didn’t know any of this until it was nearly too late. I was trying to contact Giordano and that was … I never want to repeat that. But what I don’t want to repeat anymore is … this … with us.”
“I will not let my kid grow up without me.”
She held her hand up. “You’re not listening to me, Ruin. I don’t want to go through this again with you. From the moment you sat on that park bench, you changed my world.” With each word she spoke, she took a step toward him, getting closer. “You made me feel. I was quite happy being in my own little world, with no one around, with no one knowing me, and then you arrived. You made me look forward to life. You made me want to be a part of it.” She was within touching distance now and she put a hand on his chest. “And I don’t want to go another night without you in my life, Ruin.”
“Callie?”
“I love you. I have tried hating you,” she said, sobbing. “But it’s exhausting. I know I should have a spine and kick you to the curb, tell you to fuck off, and how dare you even be in my life? You were sent to kill me.” She started to laugh as if it was the most hysterical thing she had ever heard. “And that should have me running in the opposite direction, but instead, all I want to do is hold you. I want you to hold me and kiss me, and I want to tell you constantly that I love you.”
Ruin slammed his lips down on hers and she moaned his name, not wanting him to stop.
“I’m weak,” she said.
“You’re not weak.”
“I should tell you to stop but I don’t want to, Ruin. We’re going to have a baby, and that is amazing and scary, and holy shit, I’m going to be a mom, and I have no idea what I’m doing, but this is happening.”
“Marry me,” he said.
This made her gasp as she looked up at him. “What?”
“You heard me. Marry me. I love you, Callie. You’re the only person who is real to me. I fucking love you. I love you so much that I can’t see straight.” He sunk his fingers into her hair and kissed her. “Marry me. Let me make this up to you. I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”
“Ruin, shut up. You have nothing to make up for.” She cupped his face. “I love you.”
He lifted her up onto the island in his kitchen. “Seeing as we’re confessing shit, I think it’s only fair that I confess you’ve not been alone the past few months.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve been coming into your apartment and sleeping behind you. I know it was wrong, but I … I needed to be with you.”
She chuckled. “I thought I was losing my mind.” She cupped his face and Ruin grabbed her sweatshirt and lifted it over her head.
Callie tried to cross her arms over her chest, to hide the nasty-looking bra she wore, but Ruin moved her hands out of the way and flicked the catch of the bra. Within seconds, the bra was on the floor. Ruin removed the rest of her clothes and had his palm flat against her pussy within a matter of seconds. She gasped.
“You’re so wet for me.”
“Only for you,” she said.
“That’s right, baby. This pussy is mine. All mine, and no one else is ever going to know how fucking sweet and tasty you are.” He spread her legs and Callie groaned as his tongue slid right through her slit.
He stroked across her clit, sliding down, going to her entrance as he plunged inside. In and out he fucked her, going as deep as his tongue could before drawing back, and he lapped at her cunt, tapping her clit. She cried out his name, feeling her orgasm starting to build. It had been too long without him. Ruin sent her over the edge, spiraling, and she cried out his name, which echoed around the kitchen as she came.
He wasn’t done with her yet.
“Come for me again,” he said, growling the words against her pussy.
“Ruin?”
“Come for me.”
His tongue went back between her legs, stroking her clit. She was so sensitive. She didn’t think it was possible to come a second time. Ruin was so focused on her clit. His large hands gripped her thighs. Her body was so sensitive, and it wasn’t long before he sent her over the edge into a second, more earth-shattering climax. The man was a freaking machine. She moaned his name, screamed it. Callie didn’t want him to stop.