Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
My heart pounds harder. Tears slip down my cheeks. “Vincent, please. I know—”
“You are strong, but you’re soft too. That is, once you let someone past that hard shell. I see you, Julieta. I see all of you, and I want it all.” Another one of those walls I’ve tried to keep up begins to crumble.
He really does see me. How? Is this what finding a soulmate feels like? You just connect instantly, but the rest of your body, heart, and brain try to play some game of rationalizing all of this. But the reality is we've connected on a level neither of us understood from the very start. While life took us on different paths, there were so many things that still connected us.
Everything else fades away, and I finally let myself feel all those things I’ve been fighting. I allow myself to take what I want for once. I decide to trust my instincts. They’ve gotten me this far in life. It is too late for any other decision, anyway. My heart was already breaking thinking of walking away. What if I stayed and we could have it all? What if that became my new reality?
“I don’t want to be strong. Not with you.”
“I want you to be whoever you want to be. No matter your choice, I’ll always be there. Whether it be for my fierce wife or the one that needs to lean into me sometimes. I want each and every side of you, Jules. I vow to always be there,” he promises me.
I don’t know who moves first, but our mouths collide. The kiss is hard and untamed. He devours me. When he finally releases my mouth, I realize he’s moved us. We’re now in the bedroom. I gasp for air, trying to get my bearings. So many emotions swirl inside of me. Vincent yanks at my dress, but it doesn't budge. I’m more turned on than I ever have been in my life, but still a laugh spills from me.
“Jules,” Vincent warns, but his lips twitch. “Don’t make me lift your dress, bend you over this bed, and fuck you hard our first time.”
I lick my lips. “That doesn’t sound terrible.”
Vincent closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. I really am testing this man's control. Vincent Castillo is in the palm of my hand. For the first time in my whole life, I feel utterly safe, knowing he would do anything to protect me. Even from himself. I take mercy on both of us and undo the almost invisible hook on the side of my gown. His eyes spring open when he hears the zipper being pulled down.
“I’m sorry,” he says. Before I can ask what he’s apologizing for, he’s on me again. Both of us pull at each other's clothes until we’re both naked and in our bed. Only this time we’re not on opposite sides. We’re right in the center together, our bodies wrapped together as one. “I’ve missed you.”
“Missed me?” I moan when his mouth wraps around my nipple.
“The way you moan. The taste of you. All of it.” He sucks my other nipple into his mouth, giving it the same attention.
“I’ve missed you too. I didn't know you were really mine.” I’ve been letting my mind run wild and making myself miserable for no reason. All along, Vincent has been mine for the taking. He lifts his head from my stomach where he’s trailing open-mouth kisses. His destination is clear. My clit throbs in anticipation. “I thought maybe—”
“No.” He cuts me off with a growl. “You're the only woman I’ve ever or will ever have in this bed. My home. Do you understand me? The only woman I’ve pressed my cum inside of.” I nod. “Good girl.”
“Oh my.” I moan as he settles in between my thighs. His words are turning me on as much as his actions. My body is on sensory overload. I'm not sure I can take much more. But I want whatever it is he’s going to give me.
“You like that? Me calling you my good girl?”
“Vincent!” I hiss. His warm breath tickles my clit. What happened to this being out of control and fast? I need that back before I die of need.
“Going to let me come inside you again?”
“Yes.” I lift my hips, pressing my sex right up against his face. He grips me, holding me in place as he goes to town. He licks and sucks me until I’m begging him to give me release.
Finally, he goes in on my clit, and the orgasm hits me hard. I scream out his name as black spots dance in my eyes. So many emotions pour out of me. It’s more than an orgasm; it’s everything.
I open my eyes when he moves over me, the head of his cock starting to press inside of me. My eyes lock with his. He pauses when his cock meets the thin barrier.