Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15776 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15776 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry. Why can’t you marry me, Millie?”
“We don’t know each other, Malcolm. I mean obviously we run in the same social circles somewhat, but I know nothing about you, and I know you don't know anything about me personally considering I make it my business to stay out of the spotlight. I don’t want to begin like that.” I chuckle and pull up my boxers, figuring it was better to have this conversation with at least underwear on. She must agree because she grabs the shirt I had on and puts it over her head.
“Kind of ass backwards too late, don’t you think, angel. I already bred you.” I couldn’t sound prouder. Frowning, she places her hand on her hip.
“I know ass. That is my point. I want something to be normal.” I cross my arms and give her a little more wiggle room around the subject.
“What did you have in mind?” Her shoulders relax and I begin to feel guilty. The last thing I want to do is cause her anxiety.
“I want to spend more time together. Get to know each other and our families. We should formally introduce our families, maybe have family dinners. Date. Enjoy what little time we have left, considering.” Smiling, I walk over to her and pull her into my arms. Moving her hair out of her face, I kiss her soft lips and lift her by her ass forcing her legs to wrap around my waist.
“Alright angel. I will give you time to get to know me and plan a wedding, but on one condition.” She leans back and looks me in the eyes.
“What’s that?”
“While we are doing all of this, you wear my ring. The way I see it, this is a done deal. You are marrying me. I am just giving you time and letting my mom and dad and sisters have a chance to love you as much as I do. So, wearing my ring so the world knows you are mine, shouldn’t be asking too much.” She pretends to think it over, a cheeky smile on her face, before she nuzzles my nose and kisses me.
“Deal.”
“Good. Now, what should your punishment be for keeping me waiting?” She kisses me once more, rubbing her warm cunt against my bulge.
“Anything you want. I belong to you now. Right?” Shit. Her sexy ass voice is about to get her pinned.
“Damn right baby.” Forever.
epilogue
Millicent
Five Months Later
I stare at my husband, remembering our wedding day. It didn’t take me long at all to fall for the man. Right now he’s grilling steaks in our backyard like a boss, and nothing right now is really reminding me of that day, but I can’t help remembering the vows we spoke both in front of our friends and family and privately, later that night. Our epic honeymoon consisted of flying to Bali and never leaving our room. It was the best two weeks of my life but since we’ve been home, he’s shown me how every day is better than the last.
“Stop staring at him like that,” Lola says, making me laugh. As soon as the laugh comes out of my mouth, Malcolm’s eyes meet mine from across the patio.
“I can’t help it,” I tell her honestly.
“I want to fall in love,” she whispers, making me turn my head toward her. She looks so freaking sad, I just want to wrap her up in my arms and hug her tight. She’s never said anything like that before, at least not to me. Since Malcolm and I got married, Lola and I have gotten really close. I’d say she’s my best friend.
“What’s stopping you, Lola Bean?” I ask, though I already know the answer. Being sick as a child, almost dying, makes your parents look at you differently. They don’t want to let her go. I get that, I think rubbing my slightly rounded belly. I haven’t met my little one yet, and I never want to let her go.
“You know my parents stop me from doing pretty much anything but coming over here.” She’s only seventeen, but I think I have an idea.
“My assistant is going on maternity leave next month and she’s not coming back. Come work for me after school. If you like it, we’ll make it permanent after graduation.”
“You’d do that for me?”
“Of course. I’d do anything for you. We’re sisters and besties. We’ll get you out in the world, where the men are.”
“What men?” Malcolm asks, coming over to the table with a platter of steaks.
“Single ones, Bub,” Lola says, making me snicker.
“I don’t think I want to know anymore.”
“That’s probably best,” I tell him.
After we eat. Lola heads home and Malcolm and I head straight for our shower.
“God, I’m a lucky fucking man,” he says with his hands on my ass. He says it’s unsafe for us to do anything in here, but he more than makes up for it by washing my body for me. He gets me so worked up that I am more than ready to fall on his cock as soon as he’s dried us off and takes me to bed.