Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
My eyes met hers.
“Not that I’m not more than willing to do this, but…” She bit her lip, and I knew exactly what she was going to say. “Are you sure?”
I crawled up on the desk with her, making it so that our eyes were directly in line with each other, and told her what was in my heart.
“Have I ever told you I love you?”
Her eyes widened, and instead of answering, she shook her head.
“I do,” I murmured. “I’ve loved you for a long fucking time.”
Her eyes closed.
“I love everything about you. Your heart. Your fire. Your girl. Our son. There’s not one thing about you that I don’t love. Even when you hang your bras up in the bathroom, and forget to put the lid on the toothpaste.”
“I know it’s sudden. I know that you probably think this is a rash decision on my part, but I’m fucking tired of fighting it. I miss you. I want you in my bed every night. I want to raise our child like he’s meant to be raised.” I paused. “And if one day Alex plays into that equation, then even better for me. But it hurts. It hurts to see you in my house, and not be able to act on the instincts that urge me to wrap you in my arms.”
She cupped my cheek with her small, soft hand.
“I know.”
I closed my eyes and dropped my head to her chest, right between those beautiful breasts that were so fucking pretty that it physically hurt.
“But…” she interrupted my musings. “I think that you should talk with Alex…let her know that you’re not giving up.”
My eyes opened, and they practically blazed.
“I won’t ever give up on her,” I promised. “But in doing that, I’m not going to give up on you for her. Allegra’s already proven that she’s vindictive enough to do this ten times better than I ever could.”
She looked up at the ceiling.
“If we do this, it could literally change everything.”
I leaned back to my knees and reached for the front clasp of her bra.
“If we don’t do this, it could change everything,” I countered.
Then I undid the clasp, and practically salivated all over her as I watched those bountiful breasts pop free.
“I want to taste every inch of you,” I told her. “I want to remember everything.”
I dropped down and placed a kiss on the tip of each breast.
“I want to learn everything about you, too.”
I pressed another kiss to her breastbone.
“I want to lick.” I went from one nipple to the other, dragging my tongue as I did. “Are you sensitive here?”
I remembered, very vividly, that she’d been extremely sensitive before, but now, I bet that she was even more so.
“Yes,” she hissed, drawing the word out as I circled one nipple with the flat length of my tongue.
She tasted sweet, like milk.
I’d never tasted it before, of course, but there was no other explanation for what that sweetness was.
She confirmed that it was what it was moments later when a tiny white bead pebbled on the tip of one nipple.
My eyes watched it rapturously, and when I bent down, she caught my head in her hand.
“Travis…”
I growled and changed course, detouring to her mouth so I could slam my lips down on hers.
The moment our mouths touched, we went from calm and collected, to heated and out of control.
Her hands went everywhere.
My face. My beard. My shoulders and then my back.
I took what she was willing to give, groaning when she latched onto my neck and bit the cord lightly.
My hardened dick behind my dirty work jeans pressed even more heavily against the unforgiving fly, and with little recourse, I ground it into her pelvis.
I was grateful that she’d spread her legs wide for me which allowed me direct access to the good stuff without much effort.
“Are you sure?” she repeated, this time much more breathlessly.
I growled.
“More than sure.”
Then I went for her breast again, this time taking no prisoners when it came to getting that nipple, and that little white drop, in my mouth.
When Allegra was pregnant with Alex, I’d been fascinated by her milk-filled breasts.
When she’d stated her unwillingness to breastfeed our daughter, I didn’t complain. I couldn’t blame her. It was a whole lot of work, and it wasn’t for everybody.
Did that mean I wasn’t disappointed, though?
Hell, no. I was extremely disappointed.
I’d always been turned on by it, and now I was about to let that fantasy loose, and I wasn’t sure how she’d take it.
But she just watched as I let my tongue go back to that tiny white drop, and swipe it free.
Her eyes only widened slightly, but she cupped my face and brought it back to her mouth.
“Are you really sure?”
I hated to see that hesitation on her face. She wanted this. I wanted this. What she nor I wanted was Allegra to freak the fuck out and make this all even worse—which I had no doubt in my mind that she would do.