Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
The man filling me so full I couldn’t breathe. So full I couldn’t feel anything but the abject pleasure that he brought.
“Fuck, Raven. Doesn’t matter how many times I have you, I can’t get enough. Pure fuckin’ heaven.”
That pleasure glowed as he withdrew and rocked back in.
“My paradise,” he rumbled as he seated himself to the hilt.
He picked up a reckless rhythm, fucking into me with long, hard strokes. Big hands gripped onto my hips as he pounded relentlessly.
Perfectly.
Because I’d not found one thing in this world that felt better than him.
He grunted as he took me again and again, mumbling his praise as he consumed me.
“This body. This heart. Nothing better than you. Such a good girl.”
An arm slipped between me and the table, and he yanked my back against his chest.
I gasped at the sudden change in position, then I was moaning loud when he grabbed me by the back of the right knee and lifted my leg to hook my heel on the edge of the table.
Spreading me wide.
And God, it felt so good…miraculous as he drove into me from behind. His fingers found my clit again and his other hand wrapped around the front of my neck.
I felt consumed. Taken whole. The man everywhere all at once.
Only he wanted more, and he turned my jaw to the side so he could capture my mouth with his.
Those tiny sparks of pleasure caught fire.
Increasing with each possessive thrust as he kissed me like he didn’t ever want to stop.
One second later, I was shooting off, soaring amid the fireworks that burst behind my eyes.
And he was shouting my name as he throbbed and pulsed inside me. We stayed that way, both of us gasping for the breath that we’d lost.
Then he carefully took me by the knee and settled me back on my unsteady, trembling feet. No doubt, he knew he’d set me off balance, my knees and body weak. He looped an arm around my waist to keep me supported and brushed aside a lock of hair that’d gotten free of the twist.
Then he murmured at my jaw, “That should do it.”
A giggle got free.
Apparently, he got cocky when he was trying to put a baby in me.
“You think so?” I asked, peeking back up at him from over my shoulder. Anticipation and this dream we were living weaving into the words.
He gathered me closer and breathed me in. “I hope so, Raven, because I want to give you every single thing in this life that you desire.”
Otto
I leaned back against the exterior side of the island, nursing a beer as I appreciated the mayhem going down in the middle of the living room.
Taylor Swift blared from the speakers as Raven, Charleigh, and Nolan danced like goofs on the other side of the couch. Their laughter rolled through the house, bouncing off the walls and rattling the windows.
Their smiles infectious as they gave themselves over to the wild moves that Nolan was coercing them into.
“Watch this one, Auntie!” Nolan shouted, and he dropped to the ground, spinning around on his butt like he’d invented an award-winning new move. “You think you can top it? Because I bet my Daddy-O is gonna give it a perfect ten!”
“A ten? No way am I good enough for that!” she teased, reaching out a hand and helping him pop back onto his feet.
“You gotta believe in yourself, Auntie. That’s what my uncle Otto always tells me, at least.”
Raven sent me an adoring glance. One that I felt spear all the way to the middle of my soul. I tipped her the neck of my beer, hollering, “Come now, Moonflower, show our little dude what you’ve got.”
Raven didn’t hesitate. She dropped herself straight to the floor, spinning herself around in that dress, cackling as she did.
God, could anything feel better than this? The sound of her laughter? Our family surrounding us?
“What about you, Momma Dog?” Nolan shouted.
Charleigh giggled. None of us knew where the heck he’d picked that up, but it seemed to have become her permanent moniker.
“I think I’m fine on my feet,” she told him, affection rushing out. “See?”
She did some crazy flailing move that made her look like she was having a seizure.
Even though Raven had never left my bed after that fateful day, that Raven and Charleigh had been living apart for all these months, they’d never been closer. Their friendship—their sisterhood—strong and unbreakable.
I’d worried that after Sienna’s betrayal, Raven might regress, become filled with distrust, hiding that goodness that wanted to pour from her spirit.
But no, my moonflower had completely bloomed.
She was no longer willing to allow the past to be her guide. No longer willing to allow it to control her decisions and moves.
Raven hopped to her feet, grabbing Nolan’s hand and taking him with her, then she grabbed one of Charleigh’s.