Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
She nods, her eyes half-lidded, her lips parted. “Yes,” she whispers. “Don’t stop.”
And I don’t. I start to move, slowly at first, each thrust deliberate, savoring the feel of her wrapped around me. Her hips rise to meet mine, her body instinctively responding to every movement, and the way she looks at me—like I’m the only thing she needs—makes my heart race.
She’s so sweet, so soft, and I’m barely holding on. Her breasts bounce with every thrust, her nipples hard and begging for attention, and I lean down, taking one into my mouth again, sucking gently. She moans, her body tightening around me, and it takes everything in me not to lose control right then and there.
I can feel her getting closer, her body tensing beneath mine, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps. I want to make her come. I want her to feel nothing but pure pleasure.
She’s trembling now, right on the edge, and with one final thrust, she falls apart beneath me. Her body tightens around me, her nails digging into my back as she cries out, her orgasm ripping through her.
That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. I thrust into her one last time, deep and hard, and then I’m coming, my body shaking with the force of it. I spill into her, filling her completely, and the feeling of being inside her, of being so connected to her, is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
When it’s over, I collapse against her, both of us breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat. I stay inside her, not wanting to let go, not wanting this moment to end. I press a soft kiss to her forehead, my hand gently caressing her side.
“Lena,” I murmur, my voice hoarse. “You’re everything.”
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with emotion, and I know, in that moment, that whatever happens next, I don’t want to lose her. This isn’t just about the physical connection. It’s something deeper, something that scares the hell out of me but also makes me feel alive in a way I haven’t in years.
For now, though, we’re here, together, and that’s all that matters.
eight
LENA
How did my life change so quickly? One minute, I was leaving the city, unsure of what came next, and now here I am, in a remote cabin with Cade, feeling more alive than I ever have.
I watch him from across the room, my fingers tracing lazy circles on the blanket. Everything feels surreal—beautiful, but wild, like I’ve been swept into a current I can’t control.
“I never even knew my uncle who gave me the cabin,” I admit softly, catching Cade’s attention. “Julie, my friend, encouraged me to come. But I’m mostly alone in the world.”
Cade walks over to me, his eyes soft but filled with intensity. He sits down on the bed beside me, taking my hand. “You don’t have any other family?” he asks gently, his thumb brushing over my knuckles.
I shake my head. “Not really. My mom died when I was in college, never knew my dad. This uncle who left it to me, was my mom’s brother. But I never knew him.”
“Now everything’s different,” Cade says, his voice low. He moves closer, his hand sliding up my arm, pulling me against him. “You’re not alone anymore, Lena. And you don’t have to figure it all out by yourself.”
I look up at him, my heart pounding. The vulnerability of his words, the way he’s offering me something so real, scares me. “Cade, I hardly know you,” I say, letting out a soft laugh, trying to lighten the weight of the moment.
His eyes darken with a seriousness that makes my breath catch. He leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. “But I know what it feels like when we kiss,” he murmurs, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “I know the way your body reacts when I lick your folds, the way you moan when I come inside you. I know what it feels like to be with a good woman—with you. And that’s enough.”
My breath hitches, and I feel the heat between us start to rise again. His words make my pulse quicken, my mind swimming with the intensity of everything we’ve shared. It feels wild, reckless, and yet, undeniably perfect.
I lean into him, pressing my lips to his in a slow, heated kiss. “It does feel right,” I whisper against his mouth. “But what about the cabin? I need to fix it up. I can’t live here forever.”
Cade smiles, his hands slipping around my waist. “In the meantime, you could live with me,” he says, his tone playful but full of sincerity. “We’ll fix up your cabin together. And until then, we’ll figure out the rest.”
I laugh softly, shaking my head at the craziness of it all. “This is insane,” I say, but the truth is, it doesn’t feel wrong. It feels like fate—like everything is falling into place in ways I never imagined.