Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“What are you saying, Monroe?”
“Nothing.” I shake my head and look over his shoulder at the cabinet as if it’s the most fascinating thing I’ve ever seen.
“Baby.” He grips my chin and turns me to face him. “Tell me.” There’s so much hope in his eyes, and what I now know is love shining back at me, that I tell him the truth I’ve been keeping to myself since this all started.
“I wanted to marry you. Not because I was helping you but because of the man you are. If I’m being honest with myself and with you, I was already half in love with you, if not all the way, but in denial the day we said our vows.”
“Everything you just said, I feel it deep in my soul. I love the life we’re building together. I want this life with you. I don’t want a fucking expiration date because my love for you will never expire.” With that, his lips crash with mine.
I lean into the kiss, giving him all of me. The pressure on my chest, of constantly worrying about the heartbreak that I was certain would come, is gone.
Legend, my husband of convenience, is in love with me.
He pulls his mouth from mine and starts trailing kisses down my neck.
“Does this mean we’re not getting divorced?” I ask.
He stops and lifts his head. “You’re not allowed to say that word.”
I smile and slide my arms around his neck. “I’ve spent months wanting to tell you how I feel. Now that it’s out there, I want to make sure there are no misunderstandings.” I know what he said, but I just need to hear it clearly because forever with him is almost too good to be true.
“No divorce.” He furrows his brows at the word. “Forever, baby. You and me.”
“Forever.”
His hands are everywhere as he devours my mouth. “Did you wear this dress for me?” he asks through his kisses.
“I wore it because it’s cute, and it’s summer and hot as hell.”
“You’re hot as hell.” He slides his hands up beneath my dress. “Lift.”
I do, one side and then the other so that I’m no longer sitting on the material.
“Arms up.”
I follow his command and lift my arms, letting him pull my sundress off me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He kisses my bare shoulder as he reaches behind my back and unclasps my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Legend.”
“Wife?”
“We’re in the kitchen.”
“Our kitchen.”
“This is where we cook.”
“And this is where I’m going to fuck my wife. Don’t worry about the counter. We can clean it.” He runs his hands over my hips until he reaches the thin strip of fabric around my waist. “How attached are we to these panties?” He’s gripping the sides so tight, they could snap, and I feel a rush of heat between my thighs.
“Not attached.” I shake my head with the words because I don’t want there to be any confusion. Panties can go. I just need him to not stop touching me.
The next thing I know, I hear ripping fabric. My legs go back around his waist, and he lifts me from the counter with one arm while the other tosses my now-ruined panties to the floor.
“Perfect.” He licks his lips.
“You’re overdressed, husband.”
His nostrils flare. “Say it again.”
I know what he wants, and while I don’t say it nearly as often as he does, it seems to have the same effect on him as it does on me when he refers to me as his wife. “You’re my husband.”
“Fuck yes, I am.”
A hard peck to my lips, and he steps back and peels his shirt over his head before quickly removing his jeans and boxer briefs.
“Much better.” I’m leaning back on my hands casually, as if I don’t have a care in the world, when in fact I know we are most definitely going to have to sanitize this island, and not just because my bare ass is sitting on it.
He grips his hard cock and strokes. “Scoot to the edge.” His words are a demand more than a request, but I’m happily willing to comply.
I move to the edge, my ass practically hanging off. “Now what?”
“Wrap those sexy legs around me.”
My legs instantly wrap around him, and he rubs his cock over my pussy. “You hear that? You hear how wet you are for me?” he asks.
“What are you gonna do about it?” I’m taunting him, but he’s teasing me, so we’re even. I’m aware I sound like a child, but damn, I want him inside me.
“I’m gonna fuck my wife. We’re gonna eat whatever it is that has our home smelling almost as good as you do. You’re going to open your gift, and then I’m going to carry you to our bed and make love to you until the sun comes up.”