Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23181 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23181 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
I whimper, moving my backside against his stiff erection.
“I’m ready for more,” I say quietly, brokenly, my breath fogging the window.
His hand stills. “We can’t.”
My womanhood pulses at those two words. “Please? Just a little.” Our gazes lock in the glass. “I won’t tell.”
The bottoms of my bathing suit are jerked down to my ankles. “Oh, you bad girl.” My ass is slapped roughly. “Daddy’s little brat, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” A moment later, Alistair carefully, slowly, presses just the tip inside of my entrance, pushing it in and out, the smooth head only, until I’m whining, trapped in a fog of lust, my fingernails scrabbling on the windowsill. “More. Please.”
“Fuck. I can’t help it,” he groans, thrusting deep and hard, shooting me up onto my toes, lodging a scream in my throat. We both remain just like that for long moments, rejoicing in being joined completely, our game on pause as Alistair kisses my shoulder, my neck. “You know how happy you make me, Shelby?”
My laugh is breathless. “You’re giving me a pretty big hint.”
His deep chuckle joins mine, but I sense him turn serious. “I fall deeper in love with my wife every day. It’s obsession. It’s need. All the time, angel.” He slides out of me and upthrusts hard, his hand lifting to fist my hair, pulling lightly. “Every day. Every hour. Every minute.”
“It’s the same for me,” I gasp, my climax beginning to build. “I love you.”
“You’re my heart.” He thrusts, biting into my neck. “My soul. My forever. I love you.”
And with our declarations hanging in the air, we make love like the world is ending, even though we know tomorrow will come, each day better than the last.
THE END