Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
“You all do seem rather possessive.” That’s putting it lightly.
“You got no fucking clue.” He pulls into his driveaway. I unbuckle my seat belt as he puts the car into park. I crawl over to straddle him, needing to be as close to him as possible right now.
“Then show me.” I rub myself against him. I don’t want anything between us.
“Red.” He growls, wrapping his arms around me, dropping his forehead to mine. “That fucker was just—” I cut off his words with a kiss. I don’t want to think of anything else right now. I just want to feel.
It’s only a matter of seconds before his mouth takes over, possessing mine in a way that only he can. His hand tightens in my hair, holding me to him. I grind down on his hard cock, trying to relieve the ache that’s formed between my thighs.
“Fuck, you always taste so damn good.”
“I wanna taste more of you.” I begin kissing down his neck. Van shifts, and I realize he’s moving us out of the car. His hands go to my ass. I wrap my legs around him as he carries me inside the house and to his bedroom. He drops me onto the bed before going over to lock his bedroom door, pulling off his clothes at the same time. I scramble to my knees.
“Clothes, Red.” He orders me to take them off, but he’s faster than me. Before I know it, he’s pulling my shirt off then unclipping my bra. I pull on his boxers, freeing his cock. “Red.” He groans when I wrap my hand around him. I felt how big he was when I was rutting up against him like a cat in heat, but he’s even bigger than I imagined.
“You’re big.” He stares down at me. He’s standing on the side of the bed. His chest rises and falls with deep breaths. His hands are fisted at his sides and I know he’s trying to get himself under control. I eat it up. I feel empowered, knowing I have Van in the palm of my hand in every way.
“Fuck.” His voice is strained as I quicken the movements of my hand. I know he’s seconds away from taking control back. But I’m not done. I lean forward, keeping my eyes locked with his and take him in my mouth. “Red.” A deep groan rumbles from him. His fingers sink into my hair.
I take more of him into my mouth. My eyes stay trained on his face, relishing the pleasure I see there. Eating up the fact that I’m the only girl that will ever put that on his face.
“I can’t.” He pulls back his cock, slipping free. I don’t get a chance to protest before Van places me on the bed. He pulls my pants down and buries his face between my thighs. The man already knows my body. In a few quick flicks of his tongue, he has me coming against his mouth. “Need inside you.”
Van crawls up my body, using his knees so I spread my thighs wide for him to settle in between them. He brushes a few of my curls out of my face.
“I love you,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around him. His cock pushes inside of me.
“I’m trying not to come, all right? Maybe you shouldn’t talk.” I snort a laugh. He grunts, gritting his teeth. I feel my sex contract around his cock. “Don’t laugh either.”
I wrap my legs around him, using them to thrust him forward. A sharp pain hits me as he sinks fully inside of me.
“Red,” he breathes. “Open your eyes, baby. Tell me you’re okay. Knew your legs would be trouble.”
“I’m okay. I’m better than okay.” I’ve never felt so close to someone. I can never let this go.
“I love you,” he says back to me. One of his hands goes to my ass, lifting me partly off the bed. “And now I’m going to show you how much.” He pulls out, thrusting back in. A moan rips from me. Any pain I had felt earlier is gone. Now there is only Van moving in and out of me. His mouth never leaves my body. He worships me. It’s all so much.
“Van!” I cry out when the orgasm hits me. I lock my whole body around him, holding him as tightly as I can. He groans my name, his release spilling inside of me.
He was right. I am home now.
Epilogue
VAN
“You okay, All-Star?” I turn my head to see Red standing in the doorway to our bathroom. She cocks her head to the side, her fiery red curls tumbling across her bare shoulder. Fuck, she’s beautiful.
“The fuck you wearing?” My girl’s got on a strapless white dress that hugs every curve of her body.
The thing stops a few inches before her knees, showing off her legs that still drive me insane. She’s even got heels on. I swear she’s trying to kill me. All the blood in my body goes to my dick. The last eight months I’ve had her as often as I could, and it’s still never enough. I know it never will be.