Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
“Honey,” she whispers as her eyes begin to water.
“I think I’m falling in love with him.” The words tumble out, and I know I’m not just saying them for my mom's benefit. I’m falling in love with Bax, and even if that realization scares the crap out of me, there is no way I’d change things between us, even if I could. “And if things end up working out between us, I have no doubt he’s going to continue to give me everything he already has been every day for the rest of his life.”
“And what happens if things don’t work out?” She blinks away the tears in her eyes, and they track down her cheeks.
“I don’t want to think about that, but if they don’t, I’ll have the experience of dating a really fricking good man, and whoever I end up dating next will have to give me everything I have now and more because there is no way I’ll ever settle for less again.”
She stares at me for a long time, then her shoulders droop, and her eyes drop to the floor. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Okay, I… I’m sorry. I just don’t want you to get hurt. But you’re right. All I have is one reason you and him shouldn’t be together, and it’s obvious that reason doesn’t matter.”
“It doesn’t,” I agree.
“I just love you.” She wipes the tears from her cheeks as she looks up at me.
“I know, and I love you too.” I uncross my arms and let my hands fall to my sides. “And I know you just want the best for me. I get that, which is the only reason I didn’t leave the restaurant the minute I spotted Lincoln.”
“He’s a good guy.”
“He is, but he’s not for me,” I tell her firmly, and she nods.
“Can I have a hug?” she asks pitifully.
“Yeah.” I step toward her with my arms open, and she wraps me in a tight embrace.
“Please don’t tell your dad I did this,” she whispers, and a laugh I can’t control bubbles up the back of my throat. “He told me that if I did, he would be angry with me, he loves that you and Bax found each other.” My chest warms. It’s good to know Bax and I have my father’s approval.
“I won’t tell him,” I promise as I lean back to look at her face. “Are you ready to go eat, Cupid?”
“Yes.” She laughs, shoving my shoulder. “I just need to fix my face.”
“Okay. You do that while I go reassure Lincoln and Ann that we’re okay.”
“All right, I’ll be out in a minute.” She goes to the sink while I open the door.
When I get back to the table, a glass of wine is waiting for me.
“Everything all right?” Lincoln asks as I take my seat.
“Better now.” I pick up my glass, taking a sip of wine, and he smiles while his mom sighs, obviously disappointed that her and Mom’s game didn’t go as planned. Like my mom, she’ll get over it, and I have no doubt that, eventually, Lincoln will find the right woman, but that woman is not me.
“Be quiet, Olivia, or Kourtney’s going to hear you from across the house,” Bax growls against my ear, covering my mouth with his hand.
I would be quiet, but in this position, with him behind me and his big body pressing mine into the mattress each time he sinks inside me, he hits that part of me that makes me whimper, and my breath catches.
“I love this pussy. Have I told you that?” he asks, and I shake my head, my face pressed to the bed, my fingers wrapped around the edge of the mattress above my head. “I do. I would live inside you if you let me, and I’d keep you filled with my cum.”
Oh my God.
My insides tighten around him as the scruff on his jaw scrapes against my skin.
“You like that?” He laughs, but it sounds wicked as it slides down my spine. “You like the idea of feeling me between your legs, even when I’m not inside you, don’t you?”
“Bax,” I moan against his hand, goosebumps spreading across my shoulder and down my back.
He slides his hand between me and the mattress, cupping my pussy. “Look at how wet that makes you.” He circles his hips. “One day, I’m going to fuck you with nothing between us, fill you with my cum, and breed you. You’ll have all my babies, won’t you?” He rolls his fingers across my clit, and instantly, I start to come. His words, his fingers, and his cock send me over the edge before I even know what’s happening.
“Christ,” he groans against my ear, never losing his rhythm as he rides me through my orgasm.
His hips press into mine, and his hand moves from my pussy, sliding to my hip, then down my thigh to the back of my knee, gripping me there. His other hand leaves my mouth and skims up my arm, his hand covering mine, still wrapped over the end of the bed. Using the mattress for leverage, he pulls himself up, sending him impossibly deeper, and all I can do is hold on as he fucks me, his hand on my thigh squeezing so tight I know I’ll have bruises from his fingertips, while his warm breath brushes against my ear.