Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Perhaps I shouldn’t rub it in his face that I’m hard every time Melanie’s name is mentioned, but I’m a twenty-one-year-old man who saved all his firsts for his one and only. He should be happy that I chose his daughter. I could be that backstabbing piece of shit who betrayed the code and tried to steal her from under me.
I work my tail off and come home to find Melanie isn’t home yet. I check the tracker, and she’s at her parents’. Making the short drive, I rang the doorbell and they let me in. “Hey, Rett. We’re in the kitchen.”
“Do you want a beer?” Beast asks me. I’m surprised by the peace offering.
“No, thanks.” I give Melanie a light peck on the cheek, which causes her to frown.
“What are you making?”
“I’m teaching Mom to make Dad’s favorite brownies from scratch. We’re on round three.”
“Oh. So you’re too tired to go out for dinner tonight?”
“A little? I hope you’re not upset.”
“Not at all. Are all of these bad?” I question, my stomach rumbling. We have some leftovers at home. It’s not like we don’t have things to eat there, but I promised her a nice dinner together in Dallas.
“Yes,” Mary gasps, yanking the plate away.
“Can I have a word with you?” Beast asks.
“Sure.” We step into the living room and take a seat.
“I had a talk with Mary today, and she said that Melanie is still going to UNT and that you both aren’t planning on any kids any time soon.”
“That’s the plan.”
“So you rushed to get her out of the house because?” Was he really under the impression that I wanted to just knock up Melanie and keep her at home? Yes. I want her to have my babies, but all the Steele Rider wives had careers at one point.
“I’ve spent my days without her. I love her, and that means giving her what she wants too. If she told me tomorrow that she doesn’t want to go and she wants to have babies already, that’s what she’d get, but I know she has dreams. We’re young. Unlike your generation, Melanie and I were blessed to meet as kids. I didn’t need to date to know she was the one. She and I didn’t hang out as teens because even then, being around her was painful.”
“I’m glad she’s not giving up her dreams. I was just worried that these feelings will change in the future.” He sighs before taking a long pull from his beer bottle.
I scoff. “I was off at college well before I declared any feelings for her. Never once did any girl draw my notice. Not all the girls in bikinis on the hot days. Trust me when I say my friends were constantly pointing them out and chasing down women. I walked away. My heart and mind always went back to Melanie. I can’t explain it because it’s not like she’s the same girl she was even four years ago. Well, her smile is the same, her laugh is the same, and my need to protect her is the same.”
“Good. You remind me of your father, but—”
“Younger and impulsive?”
“I wouldn’t say that, but your father was intense and disciplined.”
“Well, thanks, but I’ve learned from all of you, and I promise that I’ll give your daughter all the love and tenderness that I’ve witnessed growing up.”
“Hence the reason why I believed I’d be a grandfather in months instead of years,” he chuckles. I’m glad I wasn’t drinking because I would have spit it across their living room. He’s referring to the fact that they all can’t keep their hands off their wives, and he’s right.
Chapter Twelve
Melanie
“Oh my God, don’t stop,” I cry out. He fists my hair, gripping it with such strength that it’s almost too painful, and yet I can’t get enough. Every thrust of his hips pushes his thick, enormous length deep into me, and I gasp as it hits my insides, brutalizing them like I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished. We fuck like wild animals, getting more and more aggressive as we gain experience and learn each other’s bodies.
“I’m not going to stop. You’re going to come and love it.”
“Yes, please fuck me.” I get it hard and fast, taking the pounding, and then my orgasm rips right through me, exploding like a tidal wave. It’s so intense and long that it continues all the way through his release. My pussy spasms as he shoots his load inside me. I’m still shaking as he leans over me with his mouth on my shoulder.
“I love you so damn much.”
I chuckle with my body still twitching. “I love you too, rough rider.”
“Baby, next time you’re the one going for a ride,” he growls against my ear, biting it. “I’m going to have you riding my cock, soaking it while your tits bounce in my face.”