Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Grinning, I winked and gently rocked my hips against her. “But I will this time, won’t I?”
I could see that she wanted to say yes, but something still held her back.
“It doesn’t really solve the problem, though, Cole. I’ll still have to go back and forth to the city. At least if I live there, then I’ll be close to work when you’re out of town or super busy.”
“First of all,” I stated firmly, “I will never, ever be too busy for you, lass. You will always come first. And as to your point about your job in the city…well, I’ve been thinking about that.”
“You have?”
Her shock had me rolling my eyes. “I’m beginning to wonder if I haven’t been clear enough over the past week,” I muttered.
“Clear about what?”
“That you’re mine.”
“Of course you have,” she mumbled. “You make me tell you every time we…you know…”
I laughed and dropped my head to rasp, “Every time we fuck, baby?”
Lorna cleared her throat as a shiver raced down her spine. “Um, yes. That.”
“If you are surprised that I’ve been thinking about our future, then maybe next time I’ll have to make you scream it a few more times.”
Lorna shifted restlessly and groaned as she dropped her forehead to my chest. “Stop.”
“Stop?”
“Yes. Stop driving me crazy with lust and making me want to jump your bones!”
I threw back my head and laughed before slowly walking her backward until we reached the shower. “If you thought that would discourage me from ravishing you while we’re getting cleaned up, then you don’t understand how fucking addicted I am to your delicious body.”
I tapped on the keypad next to the glass enclosure, turning on the heads and setting them at the right temperature. “Now, back to what I was saying.”
The room was quickly filling with steam, so I grabbed Lorna under the ass and hoisted her up. Her legs circled my waist, enveloping my long, thick cock in her slick heat. She put her arms around my neck, and her tits pushed against my chest, her hard nipples scraping over my skin with every breath.
Carrying her into the shower, I inhaled deeply, trying to refocus on what I’d been about to tell her. “I’ve been investing in real estate the past several years, and one of the buildings I own in town was just vacated by the tenant. It would be perfect for a salon.”
Lorna’s head had been buried in my neck, but it whipped up at my announcement. “A salon?”
“Mm-hmm,” I hummed, stepping under the hot spray and admiring the droplets of water that trailed down Lorna’s sexy, freckled skin. I’d spent a lot of time connecting those sexy little spots with my tongue.
“Cole?”
I lifted her a little higher so my mouth could reach her nipples. “Yeah, baby?”
“Focus!” she demanded, smacking my shoulder with her hand.
Frowning, I met her gaze. “I am, lass. I’m very much focused on giving you pleasure.” I spread her ass cheeks apart a little and dipped a pinky into her drenched pussy.
Lorna let out a little moan, then shook her head and blinked a few times. “What do you mean perfect for a salon?”
I sighed. “I mean exactly what I said, lass. I think you should open a salon out here, and I think this building is perfect. If you’ll let me show it to you, I think you’ll agree.”
“But…”
“Just take a look, Lorna,” I pleaded with one of my lopsided smiles.
Some of the tension in her shoulders eased, and she let out a puff of air. “Fine. I’ll look at it.”
“And if it suits, then you’ll move in with me?”
“Eventually,” she agreed, though not with the answer I wanted. “But I can’t afford to open a salon right now. I’ll have to—”
“But I can,” I murmured before bending my neck and sucking one of her distended peaks into my mouth.
“Oh, Cole,” she moaned. “I…um…would you please stop so I can think?”
“Nope,” I mumbled around her nipple. “If I have to fuck the answer I want out of you, I am not above any tactics.”
Lorna’s chest shook with her exasperated giggle, then she grabbed my cheeks with her hands and forced me to look her in the face. “I’m not going to let you pay for me to open a salon.”
“Why not?” I quizzed, a little annoyed that she was fighting me when I wanted to give her everything she’d ever wanted.
“You aren’t my sugar daddy!” she argued indignantly.
“I’m glad you're aware of that, and it's a good thing you are so I don’t have to spank your ass for implying that I am. However, you are mine, lass. Mine to care for, mine to provide for, and I intend to do everything I can to make you happy. So just shut up and let me.”
Lorna blinked a few times, and her green eyes became glassy with unshed tears. “How do you always say just the right thing to make me melt into a puddle?”