Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
The pain is evident in her eyes. It was a dick move on my part, and I know I fucked up. Tonight, knowing she was out with another man, was the worst kind of pain I’ve ever experienced. I have to tell her how I feel. “I love you, Emerson. I’ve loved you for what seems like forever. You deserve more than me, you deserve better than me, but I can’t let you go. Fuck, I should let you go, but I can’t.”
And it seems all at once, the anger on her face disappears. She reaches for me, grabbing the front of my shirt. “Then don’t. Don’t let me go, Kanan. I love you, and no matter how many times you push me away, I’ll always love you.”
“Never again. I can’t do it. Not again.”
Her body reacts to the relief of my words, and she sags against me. “Show me. Show me how much you want me, Kanan.”
She has no idea what she’s asking, and all I can do is stand here and take her all in.
She pushes away from me, but she doesn’t go far. She pulls off her jean jacket, talking the whole time. “I went out on a date with another man, Elias, but you know what? I wore your shirt because I wanted to be close to you.”
She turns so I can see my name on her back. She pulls the shirt up and over her head before tossing it on the couch. When she turns back to me, her hands are at her waist, undoing the zipper of her black jeans. All in what feels like one motion, she’s kicking her shoes off and peeling her jeans down her legs. When she stands up, she’s in nothing except her black bra and matching panties. “If you don’t want me, you need to tell me now.”
She unhooks her bra, pulling the straps down her shoulders and then letting it fall to the floor. Her large, rounded breasts sway as she bends at the waist and removes her panties. The shy woman from last night is gone because she has her feet planted, her hands on her hips and her shoulders pulled back. “I love you, Kanan, and I want you to make love to me.”
“Fuck.” I grunt, taking her all in. She’s so fucking beautiful, it hurts to even look at her. I crowd her, pulling her against me. I hold on to her so tightly I know it’s probably hurting her or making it hard to breathe, but she doesn’t complain. If anything, she holds me just as tightly. I don’t want to, but I know it’s the right thing to do. “I need to tell you something, Em. Before we do this, we should talk.”
She shivers against me, grabs my hand, and starts pulling me to the bedroom. “We can talk later. The only thing I want to do right now is have you inside me, Kan. That’s it. Nothing else matters, not to me. I just need you to show me how much you love me. That’s it.”
A better man would make her listen, but obviously I’m not that man. I follow behind her, watching as her ass sways side to side as she walks to the bedroom.
She climbs onto the bed, lies back, and opens her arms to me. “This is how much I trust you, Kanan. You can have me, heart, body, and soul. Do whatever you want to do to me, just love me. That’s all I want… that’s all I need.”
I make quick work of removing my clothes, and then I climb up the bed, hovering over her. My cock is hard, seeping in anticipation. The need to be inside her and fully claim her is overwhelming.
I sit back on my haunches and wrap my hand around my hard cock. “Open your legs, Em.”
She lets her legs fall open. Her hands are behind her head, and she’s watching me watch her.
Her pussy is glistening, and I hold her folds open, then stroke a finger through her slit.
Her hips lift, and she moans when I flick a finger over her swollen clit. She’s completely trusting of me, letting me do what I want with her.
Over and over, I stroke her, and then I funnel my finger into her. She clenches all around me and lowers her hips to get away. It hits me then. “Emerson, is there something you need to tell me before we do this?”
She bites on to her lower lip, shaking her head, but I can see the truth in her eyes. “Tell me, Em. Tell me what I need to know.”
She lifts her legs and hooks them around my waist, and I get her meaning without her even saying a word. “Trust me, nothing is going to stop me from having you, but you have to tell me.”