Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“What are you doing, you caveman?”
“Going to tend to my wife,” I say as I walk into the bathroom turning on the shower before I put her back onto her feet. “I’m going to get you all cleaned up.” I brush my mouth against hers. “So I can dirty you back up.”
And she lets me. Her body is already getting addicted to me. God knows I’m addicted to her.
12
Fawn
“Baby.” Roman places kisses on my neck. I sigh, not wanting to move.
“More sleep.” I roll over on top of him, using him as my bed.
He chuckles, making my whole body shake.
“Be still.”
I yawn. “It’s your fault I’m so sleepy.”
The man has a serious love for putting his face between my thighs. He woke me up twice in the night, not to mention our little session in the shower. I think my body is still buzzing.
“Okay, sleep away.” His hand goes to my bare ass, giving it a squeeze. “I can greet Grams when she gets here.”
My head pops up at the mention of my grandmother. “That’s today!” It suddenly hits me. I try to get up, but Roman doesn't let his hold on me go.
“Keep wiggling on my cock, and I’m not going to let you go anywhere.” I stop moving. “Kiss me, and I’ll let you go.”
I lean down, pressing my mouth to his. Roman quickly takes over ravishing my mouth. The man loves control, and I find I rather enjoy it when he takes it from me and leads the way. When he breaks the kiss, I feel dazed for a moment.
“Grams,” he whispers, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Right!” I jump out of the bed, running for the closet.
“Love the view, baby.” I roll my eyes then shut the closet door to be a brat. I quickly find something to wear.
“What time is she coming? There are still some things I want to set up and move around.”
“I know. She’ll be here this afternoon. We’ll get it all done. I promise.” I start to calm down. The crazy thing is… I believe him. Besides my grams it dawns on me that Roman is the only other person I do trust. If he says he’s going to do something, I know without a doubt it will be done.
“Thank you.” I walk over to the bed where he is sitting. He parts his thighs so I can step between them. I have no idea what's happening here, but I’m going to let the cards fall as they may. “You’re nothing like I thought you’d be.” I rub the scruff on his face. “And I like this.”
“You like it against the inside of your thighs.” I giggle because it’s true. “I’ll get Ace ready and meet you in the kitchen.” I lean down, giving him one more kiss before I head into the bathroom and finish getting ready.
The morning drags on, but I try to keep busy. With Roman helping me, it takes no time to get everything how I want it for Grams.
“I’ve got to make a few calls. You need anything else?”
“No. I think I’m good.”
“I love seeing this smile on your face.” He kisses my cheek.
“You put it there,” I admit. I am getting something I’ve always wanted. I’m bringing Grams home. When I first told her about the plan, she said no. She thought she’d be a burden. With a little work I finally talked her into it. I might have mentioned how excited Ace is to meet her. I really wanted her to move in here, and I wasn’t above using a little kid to help me make that happen.
“That’s always the goal.” I watch him turn and head out. I decide to go check up on Ace. He should be about done with his schooling for the day. He’s been doing a few hours with a tutor to get him ready for kindergarten. He really enjoys it.
My little guy is worn out, so I take him up for his nap, grabbing the monitor so I know when he wakes up. I go in search of my husband. I should leave him alone. I know he’s working, but I can double check, can’t I?
It hits me that I miss him. I touch the center of my chest, feeling the ache there. I’m falling in love with my husband. I was being honest when I told him he was nothing like I thought he would be.
I don’t understand why so many say he’s cut-throat. That he rules with an iron fist. At first, he was a touch cold and abrupt, but all of that quickly faded. I think it was his caveman way of being shy and not sure what to do with the bride he’d demanded.
If Roman isn’t with Ace or me, he’s usually in his office. I head that way but slow my pace as I grow closer. He’s shouting at someone.