Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
“You’re mine, Isabella,” I murmur, my voice rough with restraint. “Always.”
She moans, her body trembling as I thrust deeper, her tightness driving me wild. I move slowly at first, but as her body relaxes, I start to pick up the pace, my hips moving in a steady rhythm. She’s panting, her fingers digging into my skin, and when I hit that sweet spot deep inside her, she cries out, her back arching off the bed.
“Oh, Nathan… don’t stop,” she gasps, her voice breathless. “Please… don’t stop.”
I groan, my hands gripping her hips as I thrust harder, deeper, and when I feel her tighten around me, I know she’s close. I keep moving, my body pressed against hers, and when she finally comes, her body shuddering beneath me, I follow her over the edge, spilling inside her with a deep, satisfied groan.
We collapse together, breathless and trembling, our bodies slick with sweat. I press a soft kiss to her forehead, my heart still racing from the intensity of it all.
“You’re incredible,” I whisper, my hands still cradling her as she curls into my chest.
But even as I hold her, I can’t shake the thought that this is just the beginning. I’ve claimed her, but now I need to figure out how to keep her. Because the more time I spend with Isabella, the more I realize I’m falling for her. Hard.
And I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to let her go.
I lie there, holding Isabella against my chest, the heat of our passion still lingering in the air, but I can feel something shifting. The quietness of the room feels heavier now, like the weight of what we just shared is settling in. I glance down at her, her body curled against mine, her breathing steady, but I can sense the tension in her.
There’s doubt in her eyes. I saw it when she looked at me before she fell asleep, and I can still feel it hanging between us. She’s wild with passion, that innocence replaced by something more raw, more intense. But the vulnerability is still there, just beneath the surface.
I tighten my hold on her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You’re quiet,” I murmur, my voice low in the silence. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
Isabella shifts slightly, her fingers tracing circles on my chest, but she doesn’t meet my eyes. “I don’t know if I belong here, Nathan,” she whispers, her voice trembling. “You’re... you’re everything. And I’m just... me.”
I frown, pulling back enough to look at her. “What do you mean?”
She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing. “You’re powerful. Rich. You have everything, and I’ve... I’ve never had anything. I don’t fit in your world.”
My chest tightens at her words. I can see the doubt etched across her face, the uncertainty in her eyes. She’s struggling to see what I’ve known since the moment I laid eyes on her—that she’s exactly what I need.
“You think I care about that?” I ask, my voice gentle but firm. “You think I’m with you because of what you have or don’t have?”
She stays quiet for a moment, her eyes searching mine. “I just... I don’t want to be a burden.”
I shake my head, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You could never drag me down, Isabella. You’re not a burden. You’re...” I pause, struggling to find the right words. “You’re everything I didn’t know I needed.”
Her eyes widen slightly, her lips parting in surprise, and I take her hand, bringing it to my chest.
“I’ve built this life for myself,” I continue, my voice softening. “This mansion, this wealth... I’ve spent years building it, but none of it means anything if I don’t have someone to share it with. Someone who makes me feel... alive.”
She looks up at me, her eyes shining with uncertainty, but there’s something else there too—something hopeful. “Do you really mean that?” she whispers.
I nod, my fingers tightening around hers. “Yes. You’re not just some fleeting desire, Isabella. You’re... you’re something more. And I want you here. With me.”
She stays quiet for a moment, her gaze dropping to our hands, and I can feel the tension easing from her body, the uncertainty starting to melt away.
“I’ve never had anyone,” she admits, her voice barely a whisper. “I’ve never known what it’s like to be... loved. Cared for. I don’t know if I’m enough for you.”
My heart clenches at her words, and I pull her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “You’re more than enough,” I murmur against her mouth. “You’re everything.”
She lets out a shaky breath, her fingers clutching at me like she’s afraid I might disappear. But I won’t. I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere.
five
Isabella
The warmth of Nathan’s body against mine is still lingering, even as he pulls away, his hands resting gently on my hips. I can feel the tension in him—the kind that comes from a life built on responsibility. I can’t help but feel the contrast between us. He’s a man who commands power, wealth, everything, while I’m... just me.