Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Mm,” I slide my dick between her silky lips, massaging her clit with the tip. “So glad I found you again, Tessa.”
Her eyes flutter closed as my cock slowly pushes its way into her tight body.
"My sweet girl," I coax her, spreading her thighs apart with my hands. My hands move to tangle in her hair, my lips kissing along her cheeks and jaw. “I love you so damn much, losing you again would kill me.”
I slowly push deeper as she moans with desire. My thumb teases at her eager flesh, sending shivers down her spine.
"I love you so damn much," I murmur as she starts to grind against me. I tighten my grip on her hip, trying to control our pace, but she can't resist. It feels amazing, like I'm delving into the most intimate parts of her and it's exhilarating. My senses are overwhelmed.
My hands grip onto her breasts before pinching and releasing them into the cool air.
"You had me hooked from the start, no wonder I couldn't get you out of my mind, Little Nurse Sunshine," I whisper before plunging deeper inside her. She arches and groans, her nails digging into my skin as she rides out the pleasure only I can give her. "Such a feisty little thing."
"You're so big, you feel so amazing," she hums as a slow orgasm builds, familiar sparks igniting at the base of my spine.
“I tried to fight it, tried to resist you, tried to suppress my feelings, but damn if you don't take every breath in my body. I've lived a long time without you, but I won't spend another day apart from you." I gently squeeze the delicate bud of her clit, and then her release tears through her like a wildfire, consuming all of her and launching me into another dimension. Nothing else exists except for us, the sensation, the softness of her against the roughness of me.
"I'll never let you go," I breathe against her skin, “I’ll spend the rest of my life loving you.” Unfamiliar emotions bubble up inside me, and in this moment, the only thing that exists is her and I. "Love the smell of you on me." I growl against her neck. “Love being buried deep inside of you and hearing you beg for me.”
“You’re such a romantic,” she giggles, pulling me closer.
“Only with you, baby. Mm...if only you knew what you do to me." An orgasm rips through me, hot jets of cum filling her sweet body full.
I pull out of her with slow movements, enjoying the soft sighs of pleasure that fall from her lips as the fire casts flickering shadows across our skin. She rests her head on my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over my biceps. It’s the most peaceful I’ve felt in years, maybe ever.
“You’re quiet,” she murmurs, her voice laced with curiosity.
“Just thinking.”
“About what?”
I hesitate, then decide to tell her the truth. “About how I’ve spent so much of my life running. From my past, from myself... from this feeling.”
She props herself up on her elbow, her eyes searching mine. “And now?”
I reach up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Now I think I’ve finally stopped.”
Her smile is soft, but it carries the weight of something deeper. “You’re not as tough as you pretend to be, you know.”
“Don’t let that get around,” I tease, but there’s no bite to it. Only gratitude—for her, for this moment, for whatever comes next.
She settles back against me, her warmth chasing away the last of the cold lingering in my heart. She is exactly where I’m meant to be.
Chapter Seventeen
Tessa
One month into this beautiful, maddening, wild ride with Finn–my sexy, neighbor-from-hell who maybe isn’t all wrong for me after all–I sit on the edge of the bathtub, staring at the little stick in my hand as if it’s personally betrayed me. The two pink lines are as bold and unrelenting as Finn himself, and my heart pounds like a drum in my chest.
Pregnant.
The word slams into me again, heavier than it should be. My head spins, and I press my palm to my stomach. A life is growing there, a miracle born from all those nights by the fire, tangled in Finn’s arms, and the way he’s unraveled every wall I’ve ever built.
But fear claws at me, sharp and cold. Finn is a man who thrives on routine and simplicity. He doesn’t do messy, unpredictable... life-altering. Will this push him away? Will he see it as a burden he never asked for?
Shep’s nails click against the hardwood as he trots into the bathroom, his big, fluffy tail wagging like everything’s just fine. I envy him, his oblivious joy. He nudges my knee with his nose, and I scratch behind his ears absentmindedly.
“What am I going to do, boy?” I whisper. He just tilts his head, as if waiting for me to figure it out.