Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Jesus, Isolde,” I breathe.
“I love you, Caleb,” she finally says, and the world around me erupts in light so bright that it sears my soul.
She loves me.
I let out a victory growl that’s torn from my body. Then, I take her mouth in a hard, punishing kiss—telling her without words that I love her just the same. When I pull back, I know there are tears sliding down my face, but I don’t bother trying to hide them. I don’t feel shame. This is my woman. My purpose.
“I was so fucking scared it was over, Isolde—terrified that I’d lost you forever.”
“Caleb,” she whimpers, her lips moving to my jaw and kissing me there.
“I love you so much, gorgeous.”
“I love you, too. But we are going to have a serious discussion about you drugging me. Never again. What if I had been pregnant, Caleb?” she asks.
Her words cause a flash of shock to hit me in my core. It’s quickly followed by happiness and pleasure so clean and true that it robs me of my breath for a second. Finally, I’m able to function and ask the question that keeps repeating in my head. “Are you?”
“No, but you didn’t know that.”
“I didn’t, but I did ask Doc to make sure that whatever we gave you wouldn’t hurt you in any way,” I explain lamely as she wipes away my tears.
“That’s not good enough. If you want to be a caveman, then storm in and throw me over your shoulder. That way we can fight until we finally tear each other’s clothes off,” she suggests.
I can’t stop the grin that fills my face. “I can get down with that,” I respond, practically purring.
“Good. Now, shut up. I’ll think of your punishment later for pulling this bullshit, but right now, I really need you inside me.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I'll always give you exactly what you want. All you have to do is ask.”
“Well, I’m asking, Candy-boy.”
He laughs. “Fuck, I’m in trouble. I’ve even missed you calling me that.”
She giggles in response as I adjust her leg and slip mine between hers. Then, I slip into her body from behind. Instantly her hot depths close around my cock, sucking it deeper inside and squeezing me so tight that it’s the sweetest form of torture I could ever imagine. I keep a hand pressed on her stomach, holding her tightly against me as I begin to rock slowly in and out of her body, setting a steady rhythm that is unlike anything we’ve ever shared before. This joining is hot and erotic, but there’s no sense of urgency—no driving need for completion. What we’re doing together right now is emotional and full of love. We’re making love and promising forever to one another. There are no words. Our bodies do the talking.
I close my eyes to the onslaught of emotion, and only three words hit me over and over. I stare into her beautiful eyes and smile. “This is forever.”
She smiles back at me and there are tears in her eyes now. “Forever,” she whispers.
Izzy turns her head away from me. I instantly miss the eye-to-eye contact. She reaches behind her to pull my head down to her neck. I suck on her heated flesh, nibbling as I increase the strength and speed of my thrusts. I continue to hold her tightly to me and use my other hand to keep playing with her breast.
“Your slick cunt feels so good. Fucking you is like coming home. You were made for me, Isolde.”
“Caleb,” she whimpers. “I’m so close.”
“Then come for me, baby. Come all over my cock,” I order.
I move my hand from her stomach downward, letting my fingers search for her clit. When I find the exact spot I’m looking for, I tease and grind my fingers against it. Her body jolts, breaking the smooth pace to our rhythm. She clamps her inner muscles around my cock, squeezing the life out of me. Izzy is milking my cock. I pinch her clit to push her over the edge.
“I’m coming,” she cries.
“Let go, Isolde. Take me with you,” I growl, working her pussy harder. When she clamps down and I feel her release coat my shaft, I lose it. “Mine!” I growl out, releasing jet after jet of my cum inside her.
I’m never letting Izzy go. I love this woman with everything I am.
25
FRUIT, CHEESE, AND HAPPY ENDINGS
IZZY
I lean back against the headboard, Izzy in my lap, grinning, while holding the plastic container of cheese, fruit, and crackers from a local deli that I picked up yesterday. She’s still in my T-shirt, which I’ve decided is all she should ever wear. I’m naked, and since Izzy seems okay with it, I haven’t bothered to dress. For the last thirty minutes or so, we’ve been talking, kissing and alternating feeding one another. It’s hands down the best day of my life. Hell, every minute with her is better than the last. I don’t even know how that’s possible, and yet it is.