Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
No matter how much I hated that fact it still remains all the same. As her man it’s my responsibility to take care of her now even if it means holding her while she cries over his dumb ass. So I patiently waited for her to answer.
She finally nodded her head after what seemed like forever and went back to staring at her damn feet. “Would you please look at me when I’m talking to you?” She lifted her head and now the fear had turned to worry. It was evident in the way she bit into the corner of her lip.
“I’m not going to ask you how you feel, I don’t need you to tell me, I already know. Just know that I’m here for you. No matter what else is going on you’ve got me. Do you understand what I’m saying?” I waited for her nod before carrying on.
“You’ve just been through something not many people can handle so I need you to tell me if there’s anything you need, that’s what I’m here for. Don’t hide from me because it’ll only make me angry.”
“I’m really okay.” I doubt it but left it there for now. At least she didn’t look like she was suffering any trauma as far as I could tell. And other than avoiding my eyes, which was nothing new, she seemed like herself.
I guessed correctly that her nervousness was due to her being here alone with me for the first time. She was probably feeling about the same as I, not knowing what to do with ourselves in the situation.
I cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes again while in my head I tried to find the right words. I’m not use to curbing my tongue and though she’s the most important person in my life I didn’t have it in me to start. So I just dove right in knowing that my words would probably shock Ms. Shy.
“As to why you’re here, you already know the answer to that. But if you need me to spell it out for you I will.” I pulled her in a little bit closer and put my lips to her ear.
“I’ve waited almost two years to fuck you, I’m not going to wait any longer.” She made a squeaking sound and tried pulling back and away, but I held her firmly in place. “Stay still!”
She’s a feisty little thing. She fought to get out of my arms but I held on even tighter and watched her face turn bright red. “That’s crass and unconscionable. Vance just died.” I give a fuck!
“Yes, but I still want to fuck you.” I lowered my eyes to the pulse in her throat that always gives her away, before flitting them back up to hers. “Let me rephrase that. I’m still going to fuck you. Hard!” She swallowed noticeably and I felt her tremble beneath my hand.
“And don’t give me that shit about the asshole just dying. If you’d been in love with him you wouldn’t be my type.” Now I had her pressed up against me as need rose up inside. A need that had grown persistent in the hour or so since she’d been here.
I’d planned to at least feed her first. But between the two year wait, my first sight of her body as she climbed out of the tub, added to the fact that knowing she was finally mine was wreaking havoc on my senses, I’m thinking her time had ran out.
I ran my nose along her temple and inhaled her sweet scent that was still strong beneath the scent of the salts I’d added to her bath earlier. Her smell is one of the things that had stayed with me over time. One of her many enchantments that has long captivated me.
“Are you hungry?” She shook her head no and leaned her head to the side giving me better access, seconds before I picked her up and walked the few steps it took to reach the bed. Even as I moved I was still not sure if I should wait, but when she curled into me like a soft little kitten she only made the decision harder.
She looked much smaller when I placed her on the super king sized mattress and I stood back to enjoy the sight of her there for the first time. My emotions were almost overwhelming. I’d wanted this for so long that now that she was here in my bed it seemed almost impossible that it could really be happening.
I’d thought for sure that our chances were slim, that unless I made some sort of drastic move, like killing the fuck, she’d stay forever out of my reach. But here we are and I find I can’t yet quite believe my luck. That I’d be given the chance to love her the way I’ve only been able to dream of until now.