Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
My girl.
I pulled back the drapes to walk inside. “Sophia, this is—” I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw her.
She was wearing one of my white collared, button-down shirts. Leaving it slightly unbuttoned, faintly exposing her breasts and stomach. There was a red ribbon tied around her waist, holding my shirt in place. She sat in the center of the king-sized bed with her legs tucked underneath her, looking so fucking tiny. Her hair cascading down the sides of her face and body. The soft flicker of light from the candles danced off her creamy smooth skin.
She was breathtaking.
In all my life, I had never seen anything so fucking beautiful before. And I knew right then and there.
I was done for.
I leaned my shoulder against the sliding door frame with my arms folded over my chest. Cocking my head to the side, soaking up every last inch of her body.
A memory I would cherish and take to my grave.
Grinning, I rasped, “Is it bedtime, cariño?”
“Why don’t you come here and unwrap your present, birthday boy? I can guarantee sleep will be the last thing on your mind,” she purred, patting the bed.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I pushed off the door frame with precise and calculated strides, till I was standing at the edge of the bed. Hovering above her half-naked body. She brought her legs out in front of her in a submitting gesture. Her eyes dilated, waiting for my next move.
I slowly leaned forward, never taking my eyes off hers. With one swift movement, I grabbed her ankles and tugged her toward me. She came effortlessly, breathless and dazed. Caught off guard by the turn of events. I ran my hands up her long legs, leaving goose bumps in their wake. Wanting to feel her in every possible way.
“Is this what you want? Is that why you brought me here tonight? To fuck you? Because once I’m inside you, I won’t hold back. I won’t stop until I have explored every last inch of your body,” I admitted, needing her to know what she was getting herself into. “I don’t make love, Sophia. I fuck. I fuck long. I fuck hard. I want to fuck you. It’s taking every ounce of restraint inside of me right now to not take you like that. It’s all I know. I’ve never made love, baby. But I want to… with you.”
Every fiber of my being raged to touch her, but my heart was in my throat. My pulse quickened, waiting for her to say something, anything. Terrified that I had scared her.
Sophia was the last person in the world that I wanted afraid of me.
She licked her lips, slowly getting on her knees at the edge of the bed, inches away from where I stood. Our eyes never wavered from one another as she reached over to touch my heart that I swear was beating a mile a minute.
“I know you won’t hurt me. I trust you with my life, Alejandro. I love you.”
That was the first time she’d said those three words to me. I never repeated them after the moment was lost that night in my room.
Not finding another time to relive it.
“I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, Sophia. Nothing in my life is guaranteed. I don’t know what kind of life I can offer you. Or what kind of man I’ll turn into. All I know is that I love you, and I’ll protect you with my life. Taking my last breath if I have to.”
Her eyes watered and her lip trembled from the truth of our love story.
“I can’t imagine my life without you. I’d rather die than live a day without seeing your beautiful face. I need you, and that’s a terrifying thing for a man like me. I shouldn’t bring you into this life, into this world, but I can’t let you go. I won’t. You’re the only thing that makes sense to me, the only thing that’s just for me and no one else. I’m not going to stand here and bullshit you. I’m not a good man, Sophia, but you make me want to be one.”
Tears slid down her face as she took in every last word that came out of my mouth. Using my thumbs, I wiped her tears away. Holding my whole life between my hands.
“I want to marry you as soon as we graduate. I want you to carry my last name and claim you as mine.” I caressed the sides of her face, seeing myself in her glossy eyes. “You don’t have to answer now, cariño. I just needed you to know that I’m not going anywhere. Mi vida es tuya,” I honestly spoke, “My life is yours.”
She didn’t say a word, but she didn’t need to. Her eyes showed me everything I needed to hear. Wanting to live in the moment with her, I didn’t falter, slowly pulling at the ends of the ribbon that were securing my shirt. Undoing them and letting it fall to the bed. My dress shirt fell to the sides, baring her perfect fucking body. I took her in for the first time with a predatory regard, from her perky breasts, to her small waist, and narrow hips. Letting my eyes linger before moving down to where I wanted to look the most.