Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“No. I’ll just text them later. I’m ready.” Her eyes bore into mine, and I can’t help but wonder if maybe she’s trying to tell me something else. That’s probably just wishful thinking on my part.
I usher her outside to my truck. I help her inside before making my way to my side. I don’t ask her if she wants to go to her place or mine. We’re going to mine. Tonight, I’m being selfish, and I want her in my space. If she doesn’t want to stay, I can take her home, but I hope she stays.
We’re both quiet on the drive, and when I lead her into my house, the silence remains. I turn on the kitchen light and pull two bottles of water from the fridge, passing one to her without asking if she wants one. We both take hefty drinks.
“I didn’t tell you to push you or trick you into saying it back. I told you because I had to say it. I couldn’t not say it, Crosby. I know you’re scared, baby, but I’m here.” I tap my hand over my chest. “I’m not leaving you. I’m going to show you what it means to be loved. I’m going to be that person in your corner every day. No matter the issue, the good, the bad, the ugly, I want it all, Crosby.”
She doesn’t speak as she places her water bottle on the counter and moves to stand in front of me. Her palms land on my chest as she peers up at me. “Show me.” Her words are so soft I almost miss them over the thunderous beat of my heart.
“Show you?”
She nods. “Make love to me.”
“Baby.” I wrap my arms around her. “That’s not why I told you either. I’d like to think that I show you every day what you mean to me. I’m not just spouting words of love just to get inside of you again.”
“I know that,” she assures me. “My head is a mess. It’s been a mess for weeks. Since I met you, if I’m being honest. I have so much that I need to work through, but what I know right now, right here at this moment, what I need is for you to make love to me. Please, Rush.”
My hands move to the back of her thighs. “Legs around my waist.” She doesn’t hesitate to do as I ask, and I stalk off toward my bedroom. I place her gently on her feet and start tearing off my clothes. “Clothes off.” I ache to feel her, to be a part of her. I’m barely holding onto a thread. She peels off her clothes, painstakingly slow, teasing me as she drops each layer to my bedroom floor.
When we’re both naked, I let my eyes roam over every inch of her. My eyes can’t seem to get their fill of her. In two small steps, she’s standing chest to chest with me, and her hand slides between us, gripping my cock. She lazily strokes me, and I have to stop her.
“You can’t do that,” I say, pulling her hand from my cock. “I’m teetering on the ledge, gorgeous.”
“That’s okay.”
“You wanted me to make love to you. If you touch me, it’s going to be over far too soon. I want to take my time.”
“I thought you told me if you were inside me, you were making love to me?” She smiles shyly. “I just want to feel you, Rushton. Fast, slow, hard, soft, it doesn’t matter to me. As long as it’s you.”
“On the bed.”
She moves to do as I ask, resting her head on my pillow. I crawl over the top of her, dropping my lips to hers as she opens her legs, making room for me to settle between her thighs. Holding my weight on my elbows on either side of her head, I rock my hips, and my cock slides against her pussy that’s soaking and ready for me.
Reaching between them, I align myself at her entrance and hold her gaze as I push inside. “Fuck, baby.” I drop my forehead to her shoulder, giving her the time she needs to get used to me. Who am I kidding? I’m giving myself time to talk myself out of coming on the first thrust. She’s so tight and wet. Her heat surrounds my cock with a warm embrace, and I could live the rest of my life buried balls deep inside her.
“I’m ready for you, Rushton. I want it all. All of you. Give me everything.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking.” I pull back to look into her eyes.
“I know that I want you.” There’s something in her eyes. I’ve never seen that look before, but I know she wants this. This isn’t just for my benefit because I told her that I’m in love with her.