Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
“Come for me, Mary. Come all over my cock,” I demand as I can’t hold out anymore. She screams my name and I fill her little cunt with my seed.
“Wow,” she murmurs after I pull out of her and lie down beside her. I pull her close to me. “You don’t think less of me now, do you?” she asks, making me chuckle.
“Hell no, babe. You’ve given me the greatest gift. I don’t return gifts.”
“You meant it when you said I was yours now?”
“Hell yeah. I’m a man of my word. You’re mine now.”
“Promise?” she whispers.
“Promise,” I say smiling. “Let’s get you into the shower.”
“A hot shower sounds amazing,” she says, getting out of bed.
I follow her into the bathroom and turn the water on for us. I grab her toiletries from her suitcase and bring them into the bathroom for her before climbing into the shower with her.
After the shower, I lead her back to bed. I gave a sweatshirt to sleep in, and I immediately know that I won’t be getting that back. I grab my phone off of the floor and turn the lights off before crawling into bed beside her.
“What time do you have to be in Oak Island?”
“Tomorrow night. I’m having dinner with the director and co-stars.”
“Okay. I’ll drive you.”
“Oh, no. That’s okay. I can just rent a car and drive. I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“It’s no trouble, really. I want to you. I’m not ready to let you go yet.”
“Okay. A little road trip sounds fun. Um… I know this might sound crazy, but I think I’m falling for you,” she says, surprising me.
“I don’t care if it’s crazy or not. I know I’m falling for you.”
“Do you have any plans for the week?”
“I planned to stay in bed all week.”
“Oh…”
“But I can do that from anywhere. Do you want me to stay with you for a while?”
“Yes!” she answers quickly and excitedly.
“Done. Sleep well, Mary.”
“Good night, Hudson and thank you for everything. I’ve never felt so happy before.”
“Me either,” I say agreeing with her. I kiss her one more time before letting her settle down. On the plane, she told me about her life, and it wasn’t a good one. It was the exact opposite of mine. When I told my mom that I’d find a wife soon, I didn’t know it was going to be so soon, but Mary Morris is wife material. My wife. She’s perfect for me in every way. Now, I just have to make her see that getting married as soon as possible isn’t as crazy as it seems.
After only a few hours, I am head over heels in love with her. All I want to do is make her happy and feel loved because she is. Her cute little snores let me know that’s sound asleep. I kiss her forehead again before settling back on my pillow. She’s so damn beautiful and I don’t think she knows just how gorgeous she is. She probably has some idea, being an actress, but I am talking about all over beauty. A quick internet search of her tells me she’s told me more than she’s ever told anyone about her past and that makes me elated. I have a piece of her that no one else gets. I briefly wonder I will be able to contain my jealousy at the actors who get to do love scenes with her, but I’ll support her no matter what because at the end of the day, she’ll come home to me for the real deal.
I’ll do anything to make that happen.
CHAPTER 4
MARY
TWO WEEKS LATER
It’s day thirteen of filming Love Me Harder and I’m exhausted. I’m relaxing in my trailer, reading the book aloud to Hudson. He hasn’t left since he dropped me off and I am grateful for that. He’s been my rock through this process. Romantic movies are a lot different than buddy comedies and epic adventures.
“Then she stands, facing away from her bed, and drops her bright pink towel. Her breasts sway with the motion. My eyes wander down her body. Her bare pussy comes into full view as she continues to rub lotion into her thigh. My mouth dries up, and my dick hardens in my jeans. Instantly, the zipper digs into my flesh, reminding me I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be spying on her like this, but I literally can’t look away. I stumble backward when she sensually rubs the lotion into her breasts, pulling on her nipples. Through the thin pane of glass, I can hear her moan. The sound is foreign to me, yet familiar. That sound has haunted my dreams. I can see that she is looking at her body in the full-length mirror on the back of the door in front of her, and that makes this even more erotic than it already is. I can’t make myself look away as she smooths the palm of her hand down her belly and dips into her pussy. I watch as she pleasures herself. Oh. My. God. My whole world flips on its axis, and suddenly Original Sin makes sense to me. Just like that, I know that I’d do whatever she wants me to do: