Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
She loved his weight on top of her, loved the feel of his muscular back under her palms. She definitely loved the way he worked that big cock of his into her. She groaned as he stretched her with every thrust of his hips, sending him deeper and deeper.
It was beyond anything she’d felt before. This was what making love meant. She’d had sex before, good sex, but this was something more. This was what singers wrote songs about. This was love.
His hair fell over his forehead in the sweetest curl, but his expression was all arousal. He fucked her hard, making her eyes widen with every thrust. All the while Ben held eye contact with her. He watched her, giving her his every expression. He opened himself to her and she found a home she hadn’t expected.
Then her whole body was awash in sensation as the second orgasm hit. She clutched him, her nails digging in lightly, but she didn’t care. She wanted to mark him, then he could mark her. She wanted a physical sign that they had been together. Even if no one would ever see it.
She felt the moment of his orgasm. He tensed and held himself hard against her, his breath heaving in and out and making that beautiful chest move.
When he let his body fall on hers, she wrapped her arms around him.
She held him for a moment before the chill hit her skin and she couldn’t hold back the shiver that went through her. Tears threatened, but she blinked them back. How long did they have?
“Baby, let’s get under the covers. I want to hold you.” His voice was so tender.
No panicking. Just peace. It was not a bad way to go. She kissed him and gave him a smile. “I can get with that. But go and get rid of that condom first. I do not want that slipping off and going everywhere. Sticky is not the new black.”
His lips curled up before he brushed their lips together again. “I’ll be right back. Get under the covers. I want you warm.”
She loved it when he got bossy. “Yes, Sir.”
He walked off and she did as he asked. She slid under the covers, trying to avoid the red light across the room. She didn’t want to look at it. Didn’t want to know how little time she had left. And yet she caught sight of it.
3:10
She was in love with him. She’d known it for a long time. Likely since the minute she’d seen him through those glasses of Lou’s. She wished so much she’d been the one with Tash in that bar that day and she’d had this time with him. Maybe if she’d been there, they wouldn’t be here.
Except Huisman would always have come between them.
He might think he won because they were both about to die, but they were going together, and that wasn’t a loss.
She stared at the clock, her life running through her mind. It had been good. So good. Her parents were weird, and she loved them for it. She’d had such good brothers and sisters. Such a loving home. And she’d gotten to meet her nephew. She would never joke about Travis wearing a condom again. It was one more blessing the universe had given her.
Like this one.
2:37
Ben strode out and she drew back the covers, welcoming him. He immediately pulled her into his arms.
“I hate that I wasted all this time,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. “I should have made a move, should have told you that first time that I thought you were the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen, but you seemed so cold.”
“About that.” She could tell him anything now. She rubbed her cheek against his chest seeking his warmth and affection. “I’m glad you didn’t because it would have been awkward.”
“I tried to kiss you in Croatia, but Mr. Lemon showed up. Do you remember? I still hold a grudge. It was like he was your dad or something.”
She smiled against his chest. “I remember. You danced with me. I wish we’d danced more.”
“You were wearing that ridiculous dress that had every man in the room panting after you.”
She’d dressed for him. “Including you?”
His hand smoothed over her hair. “Oh, so including me. I was jealous of the target. That was when I knew I wanted you. You were distant before and then we clicked.”
She suddenly needed him to know. She rolled to her side so she could look at him. “I should explain that. Why I seemed like two different people at times. Ben, I want to be honest with you.”
The clock caught her gaze.
1:10
No time. No time at all. Seventy seconds of life left. She laid back down and wrapped her arms around him. “It doesn’t matter. Just know that I always wanted you. I knew it from the moment I saw you. I knew you were the one for me and even though it was complicated, I was always going to end up right here. With you. This is how we end, Ben Parker. We end together.”