Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Spencer.”
“Fucking love hearing you beg, little mouse. Tell me what you need.”
“You. I need you. I always needed you.”
“Fuck,” he barks before his fingers wrap around the edges of my panties and the sound of them ripping fills the room.
“You ruined my wedding panties,” I gasp.
“I’ll buy you more later. But right now.”
“Oh shit,” I cry, my back arching as he licks up the length of me before putting the perfect amount of pressure on my clit.
I’m so worked up, so desperate for him that I’m falling over the edge in what feels like seconds.
“Spencer,” I scream when he slides two fingers inside me and twists them just so. Lights flash behind my eyes as the world around me seems to disappear as wave after wave of pleasure rushes through my body.
When he comes up, he’s got the smuggest smile playing on his lips. It’s so endearing that every single feeling I had for him back when we were kids has come rushing back to me. I knew I still loved him the second I saw him at the airport. Five years might have passed, but he still owns my heart just like he always has.
“I… I love you,” I say, his face immediately turns serious.
I start to panic that I just said the wrong thing, but then he drops forward, his hands landing on either side of my head, effectively caging me in as he stares down into my eyes.
“I never stopped loving you, Gabriella. Not one day passed where I didn’t think of you, wonder what you were doing, if you were happy.”
I shake my head, wanting to tell him that I wasn’t. I faked it plenty, but I wasn’t happy from the moment I walked away from him.
He drops lower, sweeping his tongue into my mouth, and I moan when I taste myself on him.
“Sweet, right? Totally worth the wait.”
“Spencer, I need you.”
He pushes from me and stands at the end of the bed so he can drop his boxers.
My lips part as I take him in, all of him. He’s… magnificent.
“I think I’ve really been missing out.”
“I think you might be right. Good thing is though, we’ve got all the time in the world to make up for it now.”
A smile twitches at my lips as I think about spending the rest of our lives making up for lost time.
“I can’t wait.”
“That’s good, because we’re starting now.”
Before I realize he’s moved, he’s between my thighs, as the head of his cock teases my wetness.
“Are you on birth control?” he asks, dragging me from my lust-filled haze.
“Um… no, but I’ve got—”
He shakes his head. “Nah. I’m not wasting any more time. It’s me and you, little mouse. Nothing comes between us ever again.”
“But what if…” I trail off, thinking of my teenage dreams for the future and immediately realize that I have no argument.
He must sense where my thoughts are at because he quirks a brow.
“Nothing between us. Ever,” I repeat.
“Fuck, yes.”
He takes himself in hand and guides his cock to my entrance.
My body locks up as he teases me, pushing inside ever so slightly.
“Gabriella?” he asks, concern flashing across his face for a beat.
“I’m… um… I haven’t…” I stutter, not wanting to admit the truth.
“You’re a virgin?”
I nod, embarrassment flooding me.
“Could you be any more perfect, little mouse? I’m going to take care of you. You can trust me.”
“I know,” I whisper, barely able to talk around the lump in my throat.
“Tell me if it’s too much and we can stop.”
I nod, but I don’t care how much this hurts, this is happening. We’re finally going all the way, and as man and wife.
I shake my head, my thoughts too much to process and he immediately stops.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, don’t stop.”
Lowering himself, he captures my lips with his as he pushes inside me slowly.
He’s so gentle, so thoughtful. I can tell by the tension in his muscles that he really needs to let go and take when he’s craving but as ever, my happiness is his biggest concern.
He comes to a barrier within me and his eyes meet mine.
“Ready?”
“More than you could know.”
He smiles before apologizing quietly and surging forward.
I cry out as the pain shoots out from my core.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he whispers, kissing across my jaw and down my neck.
He distracts me from it the best way he can and after a minute or two, the pain begins to subside.
“I-it’s okay.”
“Yeah?”
I nod.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, wife.”
A wide smile breaks out across my face.
“I should hope so, husband.”
“Fuck,” he grunts, slamming his lips down on mine and rocking his hips, sparking off a whole new set of sensations within me.
“Oh god, Spencer,” I moan, my back arching as he pulls out of me slowly before sliding straight back in.
“So good, little mouse. So fucking perfect.”