Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Samuel.” It’s quiet and breathy, somehow managing to keep myself from screaming like I usually would in the comfort of his home. My head tips back, looking for his lips as my orgasm washes over me, pulling him right along with me, only he’s inside of my body, and damn, do I love everything about Samuel Kavanaugh.
CHAPTER 15
Eden
Wrung dry, that’s the only way to describe how I’m feeling. Leaving Samuel after that experience is the hardest thing ever. His arms are where I want to be. Our time inside the courthouse was winding down, and soon, it would have been hard to explain why he and I were the only ones left in the building. Samuel reiterated that while we enjoy bringing Tyler in for fun, that was all he ever would be. As if he needed to make sure I knew that; I was well aware, and while it’s fun, if it ended tomorrow, there’d be no pain involved whatsoever. I believe the exact words he used were, ‘Our love is ours and ours alone.’ Though, the memory is foggy because I was quite literally drunk on sex, completely unaware when Tyler left. All I know is I floated back to earth completely clean of the mess Tyler made on the front of my body, wrapped in Samuel’s arms, and still feeling the slickness of our combined cum between my legs. It was when I was getting dressed that Samuel demanded I keep myself just like I am until we made it back to his house. He wanted his own taste of the two of us, and he got no argument from me.
We’ve still yet to say that three-letter word to one another. I was tempted to do so while Samuel had me on his lap, sitting sideways, my head tucked into his neck, breathing him in, the tip of my tongue at the ready to speak. I chickened out. Tonight, when we’re back at his place, I’ll make it a point to say those words even if the man thinks it should be his to say it first. I roll my eyes as I walk down the empty corridor toward the entrance and exit of the courthouse. It doesn’t matter if you’re an employee here or not, everyone uses the same area. The only difference is, if you have a badge, they move you to another line that’s a whole lot quicker. I’m just opening the door from Samuel’s designated courtroom and chambers to the outdoor concourse. The warmer air is a big change from sitting inside a freezing room all day. I take a deep breath, letting it soothe my oversensitive skin.
“Eden, there you are.” I turn around at hearing a voice calling behind me, dread like no other filling me be because the owner of the accent, a twang that’s syrupy sweet and full of condemnation, is none other than my boss. I’ve been able to avoid one-on-one conversations with her for quite a while, mainly because I hide when she’s around or leave quickly after our team meeting. It’s a me issue, not a her issue, even if her voice annoys the ever-loving shit out of me. The worst part of this equation is the fact that I quite literally show what I’m thinking in the facial expression department, and now the high of my time with Samuel and Tyler is definitely going to plummet.
“Hi, Cam.” I plaster a forced smile on my face.
“Hi, I wanted to talk you. Do you have a moment to come to my office?” Shit, shit, shit. I’m going to have to be quick on my feet. The thought of being alone with her in a small office when I’m sure I smell of sex and depravity is not a great combination.
“Actually, I have an appointment I need to head to. Is it okay if we set something up tomorrow?” I’ve pulled a fast one, even for myself.
“That will work. Eden, I don’t know any other way to say this, but there have been rumors, serious ones, allegations that you’ve been seen far too much with Judge Kavanaugh.” Her voice carries across the concourse. I take a step back, because what part of tomorrow did she not get? Even if I’m in the wrong, her broadcasting this right now is not the time or the place, plus her voice doesn’t get any less aggravating.
“That’s interesting.” I’m so close to escaping this conversation. The exit is in sight, a taste of freedom right in my grasp. Of course, that’s when this day goes from amazing to what the hell did,I do to the Monday gods and goddesses. There, in the distance, is not only Samuel but also Tyler. I can feel a flush take over my face even though their backs are turned to us.