Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Good morning, handsome.” She stands on her tiptoes and puckers her lips out. I lean down and kiss her good morning.
“What are you doing down here, Siren? Did you take the pills I left on the table?”
“Yes. Thank you for those. I didn’t like waking up in bed alone, husband.” Shit. I didn’t think about that.
“I’m sorry, wife. I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to get up and do something for you.” She blushes and lays her head on my chest.
“You’re so sweet.” She definitely wouldn’t be calling me that if she knew what I was thinking right now.
“Go on back upstairs, soak in the tub while breakfast is cooking, and then I will serve you breakfast in bed. How does that sound?”
“Perfect as long as we can do more of what we did last night afterwards.” Fuck this woman is going to make me jizz myself.
“You are damn right we can, baby.” Nodding, she kisses me once more before heading upstairs. It takes everything I have in me not to run behind her and bend her over the bed. “Food first, Geeb, then pussy,” I tell myself.
Yes. I must feed her so she can feed me.
Chapter Ten
Ada
One Week Later
I was half in love with him before he touched me, but now… I am head over heels in love with him. He’s amazing. He’s everything I’ve wanted in a man. He’s attentive. He’s, in a word, perfect. Perfect for me. I do, however, want to go pick up Lavinia and find those mean girls from his past and give them the beating they richly deserve. Who do they think they are? How dare they cut a king down like that. I’ll be the queen he needs though.
We are sitting in a fancy-ish restaurant in Charleston. Geeb insisted that we go out on a date. I tried to tell him that I don’t need to go out, that all I need is him, but he put his foot down… which made us a little late for our reservation because that turned me on to no end. I moved right into his bedroom, and he’s been inside me every night since that first night, most nights more than twice. We’ve created a monster that can only be satisfied carnally. I love that I feel so safe when he’s on top of me. The second night, after we were done, I told him what Matthew tried to do to me. My sexy warrior wanted to drive to Millersburg and kill him. I could only calm him down with my mouth, but I doubt he’s forgotten about it.
The pretty hostess sat us and handed us menus. Her gaze lingered a little too long on Geeb, so I grabbed his hand to mark my territory. Geeb didn’t even notice her. We are sitting in a semi-circle booth in the back corner of the restaurant. It’s a little darker back here. I’m pretending to look over the menu, but I’m distracted by his lips on my neck. I have to cross my legs to give my pussy a little friction.
“Hi, I’m Mitch. Can I take your drink order?” the waiter asks. He looks back and forth between Geeb and I with a disgusted look on his face.
“I’ll have a Dr. Pepper,” I say.
“And for you, sir?”
“Any domestic beer on tap.”
“Coming right up,” he says walking away.
“Do you know what you want to eat, baby?”
“Steak and a baked potato.”
“That’s what I was thinking too,” he says grinning at me.
We chat until the waiter comes back with our drinks. He stands across from us, leering at me. I don’t like the way it makes me feel. I grab Geeb’s hand on the table, lacing our fingers together. He brings our joined hands to his mouth and kisses mine.
The waiter makes a gagging sound. I shoot daggers at him with my eyes. I’m starting to get mad. “Are we ready to order?”
“Sure thing, man. We’ll each have a steak, medium rare, and loaded baked potatoes,” Geeb says, ordering for the both of us. He writes it down on his notepad, takes our menus, and leaves.
The food arrives and we eat. Our conversation is pleasant. He tells me about the time his grandmother set the yard on fire when she used a grill for the first time. I laughed and laughed. The table is cleared, and we declined dessert since we’re going over to the county fair and Sadie said I absolutely had to try the strawberry shortcake. The waiter brings the check and just stands there. I haven’t eaten in restaurants much, but don’t they usually drop it and come back in a few minutes for it?
“Yes?” I ask since he’s staring at me. Geeb has pulled his wallet out and is looking through it, not paying much, if any, attention to the waiter.