Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“I’m giving you one last chance to move the fuck out of our way, or I’ll spread your shit far and wide for everyone to know. They’ll know that the good old Senator is trying to get a taste of his stepdaughter, and his wife doesn’t care,” I lie. I’d never do that. I’d die before I let that taint sweet Eden. But I know where to hit him right now to make him question what he’s doing.
“What about you? What will people say?” he tries.
“The difference between me and you is, I don’t care what people might say. I’d take anything to have her,” I tell him. It’s the truth. But she’s eighteen: young but still legal. If people start talking and it bothers Eden, we’ll move. Leave everything behind and start somewhere new. Maybe we will anyway. Go somewhere I can have a house on the beach where I can see her in this swimsuit every day for the rest of my life.
“Move!” I bark again, and he does this time, stepping out of our way. I pull Eden from the pool house and from this place that will never be her home again.
Epilogue
Eden
Two years later…
It’s been two years since Coen took me from my old house and gave me a home. A real life full of real love with the man of my dreams. Well, men of my dreams. I look down at my twin boys napping in their playpen in the living room. They always sleep together, and it’s the cutest thing in the world to watch.
I feel Coen come up behind me. He wraps his big hand around my waist and kisses my bare neck, sending shivers down my spine. On the days he has to go to the office, he always comes home for lunch and to check on me and his little guys. He works three days a week, going in and making sure that everything is taken care of with the security agency. Even though he left the force after he rescued me, there’s still a piece of him that has to help others. It’s one of the things I love most about him, the way he protects me and our sons.
“I missed you,” I whisper, not wanting to wake up the toddlers.
“I’ve only been gone two hours,” he mumbles against my neck, but I feel his erection digging into my ass and his teeth grazing my shoulder.
He turns me in his arms, picks me up, and takes me to the counter in the kitchen. He devours my mouth as he sits me on the very edge. Just as I start to fall off, he moves down between my legs and throws them over his shoulders, and I regain my balance. I feel his big hands push my dress up and expose my naked, wet pussy to him.
“Oh, fuck yes. You’ve just been waiting on me to come back and give it to you. Haven’t you, sweet girl?”
I feel my pussy contract, knowing what’s coming. I lean back on the counter, my palms flat behind me as his mouth descends on my pussy. His hot tongue gives me long licks, but his excitement is too strong as he starts to eat at me. He sucks my clit and then slips two fingers inside me, rubbing my sweet spot. It’s like he’s determined to get me off before he takes me, and I’m totally okay with that.
“Goddamn, you’re so sweet. Give me that cum juice, sweet girl, I’m like Popeye looking for his can of spinach. When I get that good stuff, I’m gonna take that pussy and smash it.”
I let out a giggle and move one hand to the top of his head to grip his hair. He keeps a steady rhythm for a moment, long enough for me to grab on to my orgasm and let go. I bite my lip to keep from crying out as the intense waves of pleasure flow through my arms and legs, all the way to my core.
I’m gasping for air as Coen quickly stands up, pushes down his jeans, and slides his thick cock inside me. No matter how many times he’s taken me, his girth always fits so snugly. Sometimes I have to ask him to slow down because he hits me so deep. Right now, though, he won’t be told to stop as he grips my hips and pulls my ass nearly off the end of the counter and starts to thrust in and out of me.
“Say it, Eden. Say it.”
He’s gritting his teeth, so I know he’s close to the edge and I can’t tease him. Normally I would make him work it out of me, but he’s ravenous right now, and I am, too. Even after just having an orgasm, I want another.