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)
“I’m going to be bold and give you my number.” He scribbles something on his notepad and tears it off, holding it out to me. I ignore it.
“Excuse me?” I ask, looking over at Geeb who is frowning.
“Yeah. You’re going to need it when you dump this tub for a real man who can actually satisfy you,” he says, and I see red. I jump up from my seat.
“That won’t be happening. I’m thoroughly satisfied by my husband, to the point I have to beg him to stop pleasuring me, not that it’s any of your business. Du sottscht dich in dei aarsch neischemme!” I shout. Telling a waiter he should be ashamed of himself isn’t exactly what I wish I could say to him, but I don’t want to shame myself or Geeb in the process. For the first time, I notice other patrons are staring at us. “Geeb, please don’t bring me back to this place. Can we go now?” I ask. He throws some money down on the table and gets out of the booth. He holds his hand out to me and I take it, walking into his arms. I kiss him soundly before he leads me out of the restaurant and to the truck. Instead of opening the door for me, he pushes me up against it, my back against the door.
“Fuck, siren. No one has ever stuck up for me like that before. It was so fucking hot,” he says then he kisses me so forcefully, lifting me up. My legs wrap around his waist. I never want this to end. He does stop and I whimper. “Later, baby. Let’s get you to the county fair, huh?”
“Okay,” I pout, as he lifts me up into the truck when he does open the door for me. He drives to the fair and I have the best time. We hold hands, eat junk food, and play carnival games. He carries me on his back when my boots hurt my feet. He even wins me a giant teddy bear right before we leave. It was a magical time. When we get back into the truck, I’m having a hard time keeping my hands to myself.
I push the center console of his truck up, making a middle seat. I scoot over against him and pull his cock out of his pants. He’s soft right now, but it only takes a few seconds of me running my fist up and down the length before it’s hard as a rock. He runs his hand up my thigh until he reaches my pussy. He pushes my panties out of his way. He slides his finger into me, pumping it in and out while I rub his cock. Eventually, I’m so close I stop what I’m doing and grip his arm, trying to push his finger farther into me.
“Fuck, baby. Your so wet,” he growls. He somehow manages to keep his eyes on the road while he drives me crazy.
“It’s all for you, Geeb. Oh, god. Oh, god. I love you,” I scream. He keeps pumping his fingers into me until I come back down to Earth. “I love you,” I say again and then nothing…
I shouldn’t rush him, and I shouldn’t be upset that he doesn’t say anything at all, but it hurts. My poor, stupid heart is breaking.
Chapter Eleven
Geeb
She said she loves me. She freaking said out loud that she loves me. I am shell shocked. I don’t know what to do or say right now. Other than my family, no woman has ever said those words to me, the big boy.
I am literally driving us home from dinner in a fog which is definitely not safe but fuck, she fucking loves me. Like real love. Me. And suddenly I feel inadequate. What the hell do I have to give her? Sure I am going to protect the shit out of her, breed the hell out of her and make sure every day for the rest of our lives that she knows she is my everything, but in comparison to her love that is nothing!
She hasn’t said much since the declaration and the insecure part of me can’t help wondering if she is regretting it already. Once we are parked in the garage, I help her out of the truck and lock up once we are inside. She says nothing to me as she walks up the stairs and my stomach starts rolling over. I have to do something. Give her something. Then it hits me. “Of course.” I go into the basement and pull out the safe I have hidden inside of the wall. I enter the combination and when it opens what I am looking for is right in front.
Ten years ago when my grandmother was still alive, she gave me a family heirloom passed down from her father to her since she was an only child. She sat me down when I graduated from college and said, “My sweet boy, I know right now everything looks bleak. But I want to tell you there is a girl out there or there will be one who will appreciate everything about you, including how strapping you are. She just might not be old enough yet. But when you find her and you will, give her this.” She put an Emerald and Diamond ring in my hand and closed my hand. “This is your gift to her. A ring from your ancestors that is worth more than anything else you give her besides your heart.” I turned it around my hand admiring the craftsmanship. “This is a piece of you, my love. Guard it well.”