Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Can this really be happening? Was I even daring to think of getting into another relationship when the last one had been such an utter disaster? And it wasn’t even over.
Even now, I fought the urge to reach out and touch her. My sleeping beauty.
Facing forward, I stood and made my way across Emeline’s bedroom and into her bathroom. I quietly shut the door and turned the water on low, then splashed my face a few times. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a version of myself I hadn’t seen in a very long time. I didn’t look tired. My eyes weren’t filled with sadness.
But…was I ready to dive into a serious relationship? My therapist in Denver would most likely tell me to take things slow.
My heart was telling me that Emeline was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and I should just go with it.
Since that very first kiss, she’d been all I could think about. I’d woken up every day since, excited about two things: seeing Rhett and Emeline.
I closed my eyes and cursed to myself. When I opened them again, I shook my head.
“What the fuck do I do?”
Drawing in a deep breath, I slowly let it out and left the bathroom. The sight of Emeline in that bed suddenly made everything crystal clear to me.
Crawling onto the mattress, I softly kissed her on the forehead. She sighed and opened her eyes. When she saw me, a brilliant smile appeared on her face.
“Hey,” she whispered.
“Hey.”
“Is everything okay?” she asked, sitting up.
My eyes searched her face, and I smiled. “Everything is amazing.”
She let out a giggle when I pulled her back down and moved over. Kissing her gently, I whispered against her lips, “Perfectly amazing.”
Then I made love to her for the third time.
I woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee. It took me half a second to realize where I was. The memory of last night came flooding back, and I couldn’t help but smile. After stretching, I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. Emeline was clearly a neat freak because I’d never seen a bathroom so clean and organized. I hadn’t noticed it late last night during my mini panic attack.
After using the restroom, I splashed my face with cold water and washed my hands.
“Levi?”
“In here.”
I turned to see Emeline leaning against the bathroom doorjamb, looking cute as hell in my T-shirt. It barely covered anything. My dick instantly went hard.
Moaning, I said, “Please tell me you have nothing on underneath that.”
She grinned. “Okay, I have nothing on underneath this.”
Moving toward her, I put my hands on her hips and drew her to me. “I haven’t brushed my teeth, for obvious reasons.”
“I have a brand-new toothbrush in the top right drawer. After you’re done, breakfast is ready.”
“Breakfast?” I asked. “You’re spoiling me.”
She winked. “Oh, trust me, I want something in return.”
“Do you?” I asked. “What would that be?”
Her cheeks turned bright red as she chewed on her lower lip. I reached up and pulled it free. “Don’t bruise that beautiful mouth of yours. Tell me what you want.”
“For you to…” She closed her eyes and shook her head. With a nervous laugh, she said, “I can’t say it.”
Cupping her cheeks in my hands, I bent slightly to look her in the eye. “Tell me, Em.”
A sigh escaped her mouth. “I love it when you call me Em. I always have.”
I swept my thumb over her lip. “Do you want me to taste you…Em?”
Her eyes closed, and for a moment, I swore she swayed on her feet before she whispered, “Yes.”
“Is something on the stove?”
Her eyes snapped open. “What?”
“Are you cooking something right now?”
She shook her head. “No, not now. I made scrambled eggs and bacon.”
I smiled. “Perfect. They can be heated up in the microwave.”
A confused expression crossed her face. “I don’t think they’re cold yet.”
I picked her up, eliciting a small screech from her. I took the few steps back to the bed and sat her on the side. She was, indeed, not wearing anything under my shirt.
“Spread your legs open for me, Em.”
She swallowed hard and did as I said. I dropped to my knees on the floor, letting out a low groan before I buried my face between her legs.
Emeline’s hands flew to my hair, and she started squirming on the bed. Her small moans of pleasure nearly drove me insane. I licked and sucked as I cupped her ass and lifted her to meet my mouth. Her hands went from my hair to the sheets, where she gripped them tight.
When she exploded, her entire body trembled as she screamed out my name. The taste of her against my tongue was the most intense turn-on I’d ever experienced.
She started to crawl backward, away from me, when I didn’t stop. “I can’t take any more!” she cried out.