Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
I blink back tears. He’s saying everything I need to hear, and my heart wants to trust him so badly.
“I know it’ll take time for me to heal the hurt I’ve created. But I’m here, baby girl. I’m going to work like a fuckin’ dog for your forgiveness. Don’t give up on us. Don’t give up on me.” He cups my face and searches my gaze.
I sniff, knowing I probably look like a mess and not caring. Derek likes me. “You could kiss me if you wanted to.”
He grins and his smile is filled with relief. “I’d like that.”
When Derek kisses me this time, it’s filled with all the pent-up passion that we’ve both been holding back. It’s hot and messy and primal and so possessive. By the time he stops the kiss, we’re both panting, and my panties are damp. Dazed, I realize that I crawled into his lap. I can feel his hardness nestled between my thighs and it feels so good.
“Go on a date with me tomorrow,” he whispers.
I murmur my agreement as I press little kisses to the side of his neck, sucking on his skin. “OK, but you have to wear these gray sweats again.”
He chuckles, the sound low and throaty as he turns to give me better access. “They work for you, huh?”
“Everything about you works for me,” I admit then bite my lip.
He must sense my discomfort because he gives my hip a squeeze with his big hand. “Right back at you, baby girl.”
“Love it when you call me that,” I whisper as I rock against him. It feels so right when he leverages his hips up, pumping against me. My body must be more sensitive than usual because I shudder. “Stop or I’ll come.”
He runs his hands up my back, pulling me close until my breasts are pushed against his strong chest. “Come for me, Wynter. Ride your man.”
His permission is all I need, the orgasm barreling into me with the force of a typhoon. It continues as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me until I slump against him, completely boneless.
I bury my face in his chest, inhaling his spicy scent. Right here with his arms wrapped around me, I feel the happiest I’ve felt in weeks. Maybe my whole life because I know that Derek cares about me too.
I stroke my fingertips along his strong shoulders. He’s still hard beneath me, and I realize that I came before him. “You just saw my orgasm face.”
“Mmm, very sexy. I plan to see it every night for the rest of our lives.” His strong hands are roving underneath my robe and kneading my ass.
My stomach flips at the mention of the future. Our future together. “Seems fair that I should return the favor.”
When I reach for the waistband of his sweats, he grabs my hands. He pins them together at the wrist. The reminder that he’s so much bigger and stronger than me starts a fresh round of moisture in my panties.
He must have noticed the way my breathing hitched because he gives me a wicked grin. “Maybe I’ll tie you to the bed. Would you like that, baby girl? Being powerless while I ravage you?”
I moan at the sexy image in my head, being tied up by Derek. Made to take him deep in my aching channel as he whispers the filthiest things in my ear.
He smirks. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll do that to you one of these days. First, I want you out of these clothes. I need to see every curve, every inch of your body.”
I freeze at his words. I wouldn’t have minded this weeks ago. But since the pregnancy, it’s kind of set me back on my self-acceptance journey. I thought I was doing OK and had learned to love my body. “Maybe a rain check on the whole nudity thing? We had fun together when I was dressed.”
He tips his head and waits, giving me time to speak.
My cheeks burn. “I’m different now. Everything’s different. There are a lot more stretch marks and things leak and it’s just not very sexy.”
He grips my chin. His other hand still holds my wrists firmly, and it’s not lost on me that he’s immobilized my body. But I don’t feel scared. I feel owned and precious and cherished.
When he speaks, his voice is filled with passion, “Your body is protecting and nourishing my child. That makes you even more amazing in my eyes. Don’t you doubt for one fuckin’ second that I find you sexy. You’re bringing a life into this world and the only thing I’m thinking about is how to reward your tight little body for that.”
His acceptance settles over me, an unexpected gift that warms me all over.
He releases my chin and hands at the same time. He stands with me in his arms and carries me back to my bedroom. Then he sets me in the middle of the floor, sliding me along his body as he does.