Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 25003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“Thank you. That would have broken my heart,” I confess.
Cupping my face with one hand, and the other leading his cock at my entrance, he says, “You are my heart and soul, Celeste.”
“Make us one again,” I say.
“With pleasure.” He pushed his way in and the ecstasy of that night was back. Slowly he kisses in time with deep long thrusts, each commanding and forceful. I close my eyes and slide my legs around his, my fingers clawing at his back as he owns my body. His weight is there, but he’s careful to keep it off my belly.
“Nox,” I moan, sliding my heels up and down his calves, pleasure building with every pump of his hips.
He flips us over. “Baby, ride me.”
“Yes,” I moan. As soon as I sit up on him with my rounded belly, I feel self-conscious, but he growls, “Fuck, I’m about to come. Do you know how sexy you look carrying my babies? I put them there and every bastard will know that I fucked that tight cunt.” He grunts, lifting me and working me on his pole. I press my hands on his chest, leaning forward and his eyes widen.
“You’re so deep.”
“Is it too much?”
“I love it.”
“Good, now come for me.” He sits up and sucks on one tender breast while taking the other between two fingers and twirling the hardened nipple. I cry out, coming hard around him.
“Nox,” I scream, shaking and clawing his chest.
“Good girl.” He flips me back onto the mattress and fucks me fast, emptying himself into me before kissing me rough. “God, I love you so much, Celeste.”
Chapter Eight
Lennox
Holding Celeste in my arms felt so damn good. I hated that we had to go somewhere else. Like the fucking check couldn’t just wait. Whatever the house was worth, I could easily pay that and then some. Still, it was important and it’s her life. As much as I want to railroad everything she built I fucking can’t.
“So when do you return to New York or Chicago?”
“What part of we’re in this together?”
“Um…you don’t actually have your clothes or anything, right?”
“Damn, you have a point. Look, I can’t just leave you again. You walked away or rather ran away from me once. I can’t let that happen again.”
“Oh Lennox, I’m not going anywhere. Besides, I believe we solved the two problems that sent me running.” She bundles up with a cute pale blue coat and white scarf and matching hat, a winter beauty.
“Have we?” I ask, opening the front door. “You ran because I bought the company you worked for. You were fired. Do you resent me?”
She stops on the steps. “No. I was embarrassed and a little pissed, but I wasn’t going to wait to find out if you knew or not.”
I close the door, checking the locks. “I swear I hadn’t known. When I found out, I looked up your stuff and was floored why they would pick him over you. It’s no wonder why the company was tanking.”
She shrugs with a pretty smile that hides the pain. “Yeah, but it was the best thing for me because I can do whatever I want with my own company.”
Small businesses are hard to run by themselves. I wonder if she’s doing it all alone or if she has a bunch of virtual staff helping. Fuck, I hope so because she’s going to burn out soon especially with the babies and her belly growing bigger. “Yes, but do you have all the right people to handle all the business aspects like the accounting and paperwork along with the actual digital marketing that you’re working on?”
“No, that’s why I have a limited number of clients.” I hit the remote start on my SUV and lead her to the vehicle before I tapped the unlock button.
“And what happens when the babies come?” I questioned as I held open the door for her.
“I don’t know. Are you trying to freak me out?” She huffs, stomping her feet just outside my car.
I brush my hand over her soft cheek, noticing they’re a little fuller and looking adorable. “No, I’m offering support. I can get you a team of your own to add to your company.”
“What? Why would you do that?” Why wouldn’t I?
Smiling, I press a kiss to her cold nose. “One because I love you and I don’t want you to struggle. Two you’re the mother of my children and you need to take care of yourself and them. Also I want to spend the rest of my life with you and want you to be my wife, so what’s mine is yours.” I drop down to one knee and pull out the ring I’ve had since my first week in Chicago.
She gasps and presses her hand to her mouth. “But you only found out about the babies…”