Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
After a few minutes of him thrusting inside her, she realized he was making love to her. This wasn’t fucking.
He was making love to her.
Her stomach catapulted, and she held onto his hands where he’d locked them together. When his lips brushed hers, she moaned his name.
This was what she wanted.
Him.
Luca.
The man from the pictures with her father, that had a nice, smiling face.
Not the man from the newspaper articles, or the monster they painted him out to be.
Luca was so much more than that.
As he drove inside her and the first stirrings of her orgasm began to build, she knew she had to keep him, that in this moment, nothing else mattered.
Just the two of them.
Forever.
Nothing could ever tear them apart.
She had finally found someone who cared, who saw her, and it scared her. What if he didn’t feel the same way?
Chapter Eight
One week later
“And anything you don’t plant is considered a weed,” Luca said.
“Even plants with pretty flowers on them?”
“Pretty much. I don’t mind them. Right now it looks all dead and barren. but come spring and summer they will grow.” He pulled out a few of the weeds as Mavis threw them into the compost bucket next to him.
Rather than stay inside for another weekend, she’d offered to come and help him in the garden.
She’d been with him for nearly a month now, and he was worrying about her. The reclusive lifestyle was good for him, but she was young. Did she miss being with everyone else? Her own peers? She never talked about boarding school or her life with her parents.
He knew she didn’t miss it, but he had to wonder.
This was a change in the early days even for him. He’d spend weeks at a time alone, building, creating, doing something, and then he’d need to interact. So, he’d drive out to a bar and then he’d get all the reminders he needed. People would stare at him, or women would give him that disgusted look.
Glancing over at her as she worked her way through the weeds, he wondered what was going through her mind.
She liked to have long moments of silence, and it didn’t feel awkward at all. The knees of her jeans were filthy, and she sat back, brushing at her brow.
“Am I doing this right?” she asked, pointing to the flowerbed.
“Yes.”
She’d pulled out all of the weeds, and he didn’t see a problem with what she’d done. The bed would be ready come spring when he could plant them out.
“Do you miss boarding school?”
“No.”
“Just like that?”
“I was there because I didn’t have anywhere else to go. It’s a bunch of girls who are forced to live with each other. Most of us are rich kids whose parents just wanted to get rid of us.” She did that shrug thing she liked doing so much. “Not much to miss. A couple of the girls would sneak out to meet up with guys. Then we’d all sit and listen as they told us about sex.” She got to her feet and walked toward him. She put her hands around his neck, and pressed her lips against his. “They had nothing on you.”
He gripped her ass. “That’s because I’m a man and they were messing with boys.”
“That’s true.” She pressed her body against him. “You’re all man.”
She kissed him again.
He was a fucking sucker. “I’ve got to work and you’re making it impossible to think.”
“Good. You need to stop thinking and focus on me.” She giggled.
“I worry about you.”
“Why? I’m being good. No spankings in over a week.”
He rolled his eyes. “I mean the outside world.”
“What about it?”
“You need to be around people your own age or even just people. Susan and the cleaners I have come here don’t count.”
“Why not? While you’re working I help them out.”
“You help them clean?” he asked.
“Yeah. I don’t mind it. It’s kind of fun. Also, Susan is teaching
me to cook. It’s a skill I’ve never been taught, and I’ve got a long way to go. I don’t mind where you live. I love it. The gardens, the fields, just everything about it. I love that it is only the two of us. I don’t need for us to be around lots of people.”
He stared at her and wondered.
“You really amaze me,” he said.
“Why? Because I’m totally awesome.” She winked at him.
She turned away, and he gave her ass a little swat. She gave him a yelp followed by a giggle.
“You do know we’re going to have to go out sometime? That we can’t stay here forever?”
She wrinkled her nose. “We’ll deal with that when we come to it.”
He watched as she got back to work.
Her ass was a curvy distraction as she got to weeding the other bed. It was way too cold, but he’d made her put on one of his sweaters. He’d noticed she always loved his little acts of protection, no matter how big or small.