Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
He nodded. “She can and she did.”
Wow. I hadn’t realized the women in the family had any power.
“I don’t … I think this might not be real,” I whispered.
“I was worried about the same thing on the flight here, but seeing you, it’s sinking in. Mom worked her magic.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “I’d have found you sooner, fought harder, but I couldn’t. Not yet. I was having to wait until after Christmas. I’ll explain all that later. Right now, I just want to hold you.”
Warmth flooded through me as his arms pulled me close, and the heat from his body felt like a balm over my soul.
“Where’s your tree?” he asked as he trailed kisses along my jawline.
“I don’t have one.”
“Mmm … we need to fix that.”
A small laugh bubbled out of me. “It’s Christmas Day,” I pointed out.
“You’re right. I’ll just take you back to my parents’ house,” he said as his mouth covered mine.
I wanted to ask if he was serious, but the first touch of his lips and the slide of his tongue over my bottom lip made all else fade away. Going up onto my tiptoes, I grabbed his biceps and leaned into him, hungry for the taste, the connection, that I only ever wanted from him.
His hands grabbed my waist, and my feet left the ground. We began moving, but didn’t go far. He lowered us to the sofa until he was sitting and I was straddling his lap. Not once breaking the kiss.
“You sleep in too many fucking clothes,” he murmured against my lips.
My pajamas consisted of a pair of flannel pants and a tank top. His hands slid down my waist, and when he began to pull up the hem of my shirt, I lifted my arms, only releasing his mouth long enough for him to take the offending item off and toss it to the floor.
I moaned into his kiss as his hands covered my bare breasts, squeezing. The bulge in his pants pressed against my core, and I began to rock on it. Kash lifted his hips, making the contact more intense. When I cried out, I was suddenly off his lap, as he picked me up and stood me on the floor in front of him. The wild gleam in his eyes made me tremble as he took the waistline of my pants and jerked them down, along with my panties, leaving me completely bare. He only took a moment to let his eyes drift over my body, then went to the button on his jeans and began to unfasten them before shoving them off and kicking them aside.
The heat in his gaze flared when his eyes left my body to stare up into my eyes again. He held out a hand to me, and I slid mine into his.
As he brought me back to his lap, I went back to the position I’d been in before. My breathing quickened, along with my heart rate.
“I’m clean. I’ve been tested recently. There’s been no one since,” he said in a husky voice.
My breathing hitched when I realized what he was saying. He wanted to take me bare. With no barrier. We had done that before … but back then, I’d been on birth control. He’d gotten it for me so that we could have sex without a condom.
“I-I’m not taking birth control,” I admitted. “I don’t, uh … I haven’t needed it.” Because other than him taking me against the tree, I’d not had sex since him.
His eyes darkened. “That shouldn’t make me as fucking happy as it does,” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. “I want you like this. Nothing between us. I’m not going anywhere. You can’t get rid of me. So, the consequences don’t scare me. They might just excite me, if I’m honest.” He smirked then. “I’d have you locked to me that way.”
A laugh bubbled out of me. The thought of being locked to Kash wasn’t a threat. More like a dream. One I prayed I never woke up from. I’d spent the past four years going through the motions of living. Fighting to survive, but I’d been void of any happiness. There was no joy. My soul had been lost.
He brought it all back to me.
“Okay,” I replied, sounding breathless.
His hands tightened their grip on my upper thighs. “Don’t look so damn happy about it,” he warned. “I’ll end up fucking you so goddamn much that you’re walking around with my cum leaking out of your sweet little pussy all the time.”
The tremor that ran through me at his words was my only response. Kash’s hands moved to my waist, and he positioned me over his thick, long erection. I dropped my gaze to watch as I took him. Sinking down while he stretched me. The slight pain from his size and my lack of action only added to the pleasure.