Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 147545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 590(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 590(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Just when I’m about to come, he surprises me, letting go of my hip with one hand and sliding it under me. His finger finds my clit again, and he circles it hard and fast, wrenching breathless little gasps out of me.
“Tor,” I cry desperately.
“You can come now, baby.”
It’s all the urging I need.
My climax hits me like a tidal wave, rattling my bones, leaving me breathless and adrift in a sea of pleasure. My pussy squeezes his cock, and impossibly, before my orgasm is even finished, a deeper one is triggered. I cry out, my voice breaking as the orgasm seems to double, rippling through my core until I can scarcely breathe, let alone think.
Tor keeps pounding into me, his fingers digging into my hips. He hits so hard, I know I’ll be sore tomorrow, but I don’t care. I love the sounds he makes as he fucks me, the desperate grip that hurts. I love every bit of it.
Pleasure is still rippling through me when he shoves deep and groans, the tension going out of his body as he comes deep inside my convulsing pussy. He pumps a couple more times to wring the last bits of pleasure out of me, but when the squeezing stops, he pulls out and collapses next to me on the bed.
My body is so weak from that double explosion of pleasure, but I manage to roll onto my side and scoot closer to his warm body. That rapturous feeling still has control of me, and all I want is to be near him. I wrap my arm around his waist and drape my leg over his, pulling myself as close as I can get.
I need a kiss, so I bring my face close to his. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me the rest of the way for a crushing, possessive kiss instead of the tender one I was craving. I don’t complain. I’ll take whatever kiss he wants to give me.
“I love fucking you,” he murmurs against my mouth.
A tender smile floats across my well-kissed lips as I hug him. “You’re in luck. I love being fucked by you.”
“We have so much in common,” he jokes.
“All the important things,” I murmur as he smothers me against his chest, locking his arm around me to keep me close.
CHAPTER 26
CASSIE
When my eyes drift open the following morning, I expect to see Tor lying in his spot on my bed, but it’s empty.
At first, I think maybe he just went to make breakfast like he did at the lake house, but when I get up to pee, I don’t see him anywhere in the whole apartment.
Since I don’t have a nightstand yet and I didn’t need to be up early today, I left my phone plugged in to charge on the kitchen counter.
Randomly, I realize I can’t believe I have my own kitchen counter. The pleasure of that softens the blow a little when I see a message notification from Tor on the screen. I swipe it open, and it reads, “Hey, baby. I didn’t want to wake you up, but I had to go. Got some more family stuff to deal with today. When you find a set of nightstands you like, let me know, and I’ll swing by and pay for them.”
I’m sad that he’s not here. I fell asleep so fast last night that we didn’t get to have any pillow talk. But I was already exhausted after such a long, emotional day, and then that double orgasm really took it out of me.
I have to close tonight, but I should have time to pick out some furniture before work.
Since it’s my first official morning in my new apartment, I look around and try to decide what my mornings should look like now. I guess they can look however I want them to look.
I decide to have some yogurt and a bottled water to start my day off right. I bought a reusable water bottle when we were out shopping, but it’s in the dishwasher with the rest of the stuff I loaded into it after dinner last night. Maybe when I get home later, I’ll unload it and set my kitchen up a little more.
My gaze drifts to the flowers on my table, and I can’t help smiling. I think about texting Tor, but I’m not sure if he’s already with his family doing whatever family stuff he has on the docket today.
The funeral is tomorrow, but they probably have preparations to do beforehand. I feel a little guilty about not being there for Tor, but given the circumstances, I couldn’t possibly go to that funeral. It’s not even a pride thing at this point. It would just feel completely shameless.
I’m not sorry, but I’m not shameless, either.
Someday, I’ll have to meet Tor’s parents outside the courtroom.