Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“I guess…”
“I’m sure they’ll fuck all over the house.”
Val cringed. “That’s not exactly making me feel better.”
“Why? The new owner is entitled to make new memories. It shouldn’t taint yours in any way.”
She shrugged. “I guess. It’s just hard to think of someone else inside my house. You know?”
I pulled her close and whispered in her ear. “I know. That’s why I bought the house.”
Valentina’s head pulled back abruptly. “What did you say?”
“I bought the house. For us.”
“What are you talking about? A corporation bought the house.”
“And what’s the name of that corporation?”
“BJ Cummings, Inc.”
I raised a brow. I’d been waiting for her to tell me about the name of the corporation, but she never did. And now I knew why—she’d totally missed the joke.
Her eyes grew wide. “Oh my God. You’re kidding me? BJ Cummings? What the hell?”
I laughed. “There was no way I was letting you get rid of that place, not when I have big plans for it.”
Her brows furrowed. “What plans?”
I pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “I’m going to give it to my wife as a wedding gift someday. That’s still a few years away...because she’s stubborn and needs to go slow. But that’s my plan.”
Valentina’s face melted. Her eyes filled with tears. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me. But the fact that you wanted to do it is more than enough, Ford. I can’t let you spend that kind of money on a house next door to the one you own. It makes no sense.”
“My sister really loves my parents’ house. And while I enjoyed being out there this summer, it was only because of you. I don’t want their family home. I want to make my own family with you. Besides, you don’t have any choice but to finish the sale. Money is already in escrow, and we have a binding contract.”
“You’re unbelievable. I want to at least pay you for half of the house, so we own it jointly.”
“BJ Cummings doesn’t accept cash.”
“Oh no?”
I shook my head. “He only takes sex for payment.”
“Is that so?” Her eyes twinkled with mischief, and she wrapped her arms back around my neck. “Well, then, I’d like to make a down payment right now.”
“We have dinner reservations in fifteen minutes.”
She pushed up on her toes and spoke with her lips against mine. “Fuck dinner.”
Now she was talking. I backed her up to the wall and pinned her against it. Hiding what I’d been up to with her house had been weighing on my shoulders. Secrets had no place in a relationship, and getting it off my chest was a huge relief.
It had only been four days since I’d been inside of her, but it felt like a year. I buried my face in her neck and started to suck along the delicate skin leading up to her ear. “God, I missed you.”
She panted. “I missed you, too. No time to undress. I took off my panties before I came downstairs and slipped them into my purse so I could give them to you during dinner.”
I immediately reached under the hem of her dress and slid my hand up between her legs. Sure enough, she was bare. And wet. I groaned. “You’re soaked for me already.”
Val slipped her hands between us and started to unbuckle my pants. There was no sexier sight in the world than my girl shaking in a frenzy to get to my cock. Later, when it hit her that I’d really bought her house and told her she’d be getting it as a wedding present some day, I’d make love to her when doubt started to creep in. But right now? Right now was all about fucking. Fucking my woman who was going to leave me for months to teach in Rome. And her fucking me because a part of her was scared and angry at what I’d done.
I used my hips to keep her pinned to the wall while I helped push down my pants. Val wrapped her legs around my waist. The minute my throbbing cock felt the hot wetness between her open legs, I was done for. I needed to be inside.
I gripped my shaft and guided myself inside her. Our groans blended into an achingly erotic song as I simultaneously pulled her onto me and lifted until I sank balls-deep inside of her. Then, I stilled to take in the feeling. Nothing had ever felt so damn good.
I tried to start slow, easing in and out in a smooth rhythm, but it didn’t last. Before long, I was pounding into her. But she was right there with me, begging for more, telling me to go harder, faster…more.
That word…more…it was everything about how I felt about her. I wanted more—more of her heart, more of her body, just more.