Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
“Good.” He brushed a kiss against the top of my head. “I’d hate to have to turn your perfect little ass bright red because you didn’t keep yourself safe for me.”
I wiggled on his lap, my lips curving into a satisfied smile when I felt his dick harden beneath my butt. We’d just had another round of sex thirty minutes ago, but I had grown used to the fact that Lincoln always seemed up to taking me. Literally.
“You like that sound of that,” he rasped in my ear.
“Uh-huh,” I admitted softly.
“If you ever want to break the rules to get your ass spanked, you better not do anything that puts you in an unsafe situation. You’ll bite off more than you can chew there, baby,” he warned.
“If I ever give in to the urge, I’ll keep it to something small,” I promised.
His hold on me tightened further. “And won’t involve another man, either. I’d hate to have to beat the shit out of some unsuspecting guy for thinking he might have a shot with you. You’re mine, and I sure as fuck am not going to share.”
If I’d been wearing panties, they would’ve grown damp at his possessive growl. It was so darn sexy. “That’s something you never need to worry about. I already have my hands full with you, Lincoln.”
“More than just your hands, baby.” His hold on me loosened, and one of his palms drifted down my body to cup between my legs. “Your pussy has been full of me often enough to know who she belongs to.”
My inner walls fluttered at the reminder. “Definitely you.”
I felt his lips curve into a smile against my temple. “Damn straight.”
“This is kind of crazy, right?” I twisted my neck to look up at him. “We’ve only known each other for three days.”
He laughed and shook his head. “I’m probably not the best person to ask about what’s normal for relationships. Not only haven’t I been in one for too many years to count but my closest friend also fell in love with his mail-order bride on their first day together.”
“Mail-order bride?” I echoed in surprise. That wasn’t the kind of relationship you heard about every day, except maybe on a reality television show. “There’s got to be one heck of a story there.”
“Yeah, there sure as fuck is,” he confirmed with a smile. “Our hometown, Snow Valley, was up for sale last year, and a big corporation was interested in buying it.”
“Whoa,” I breathed, my eyes going wide. “That sounds like a plot straight out of a movie.”
“Brace yourself for a major plot twist,” he teased with a grin. “Christopher’s mom was worried about the company taking away the small-town feel, so Christopher and his brothers were going to pool their money together to buy it instead. But it turned out the town’s founder had put a stipulation into place way back when that only someone married could own the town.”
I shot up to a sitting position, turned around to face Lincoln, and straddled his lap. “Let me guess. None of them were married.”
“Good guess, baby.” His approval felt almost as good as it did when we were having sex and he called me his “good girl” for obeying his commands. “His mom came up with a plan to fix that, though. She found them mail-order brides.”
I snorted, picturing how my brothers would react if our mom told them they were getting married, and she’d ordered the women to walk down the aisle. “I’m willing to bet her idea went over like a lead balloon.”
“That’s a wager I wouldn’t take because you’re right. Christopher wasn’t thrilled with the plan, and the only way he was willing to go along with it was if his marriage was in name only.” He stroked his hands down my back and rolled his hips, rocking his hard-on against my core. “But then he met Winter, and his plan flew out the window because he couldn’t keep his hands off her.”
I grinned down at him. “Kind of like how you are with me.”
“Yeah, I definitely owe Christopher an apology.” His hand dipped under my shirt, and his thumb stroked my bare skin. “I gave him a ton of shit for falling for Winter so quickly, and now here I am, doing the same thing with you. So be prepared for him to have a lot to say about our relationship when you meet him.”
I loved how he seemed comfortable talking about us as though we’d be together in the future, but I wasn’t sure how we were going to make that happen. Lincoln traveled a lot for his snowboarding career, and I couldn’t travel much because my job was a twenty-four-seven kind of gig. I usually only took off one week a year, which meant the only time we’d have together would basically be when he could come see me in Winter Falls. Not that we’d had an actual conversation about what was going to happen after the blizzard. I might have been assuming too much, but I was afraid to ask because I wasn’t ready for the possibility that we were just a holiday fling to him. Except time was quickly running out for me to keep my head in the sand since the storm was winding down and we’d be leaving our little bubble soon.