Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
“I like him. My gut trusts him. And,” I say on the verge of a sigh, so tired of dealing with this plumbing stuff. “I don’t think there are many others qualified who can do a job out here in the Cove.”
Sitting too far from me on the other end of the couch, he says, “I agree. And you said he came recommended? Seems like a safe bet. We can get a few other estimates, but I think it’s going to lead you back to him to do the job.”
I stretch my legs out, my heels pressing against his leg. He picks up my feet, setting them on his lap, and rubs. The man knows the way to my heart. “I’m not doing anything until I own it, but he said his schedule has an opening on August first. Starting the day after I buy it isn’t too soon.” I laugh, scooching lower on the couch, resting my head on a throw pillow. “Should we go back before Roman gets up from a nap?”
“I’m still surprised he took one.”
“The swimming did him in.” Tossing my arm above my head, I’m here wishing we had time for a nap without the sleeping and definitely naked together.
His hand moves to my leg, rubbing over my shin and higher to the knee. “We have a little time.” I love when we’re on the same page. That’s more often than not these days. Daniel loves waking up and sliding into me when the house is still asleep. An unhurried meeting of our bodies while the birds sing outside and the sun rises makes a beautiful start to the day.
Nighttime holds so much romance for me. The reconnection of slipping under the covers to come back together after a long day. The moonlight helps me relax, and the calm quiets my mind, allowing me to experience our bond on a deeper level. A little forbidden and a lot sexy, and love that’s flourishing so fast I can’t always hold off as long as I want, and the release hits hard.
His hand slows over my thigh as his eyelids wane, a tell that he’s not in such a hurry either. When his fingers dip under the hem of my short dress, I let one of my knees fall to the side, allowing more access to where I want him most.
My heart beats heavier in my chest, my lower belly winding tighter. It’s the tingling between my legs that has me closing my eyes and only wanting to feel him. We’re rarely alone, and when we are, it’s in my room with my entire family home.
“The door is locked,” he says, the tone matching the mood—naughty and like we’re getting away with something. “Why don’t you take off what you got under there?”
Not a question, which is good because I took it as a request and already have my fingers hooked around the sides of my underwear. He’s undoing the button and zipper of his jeans and sliding them down his thighs. Daniel still looks at me like it’s the first time, never wavering from complete adoration.
I come to him and straddle his lap. Lifting, I feel him positioned and slowly slide down his length. How I feel complete every time we do this reminds me of how empty I feel when we’re not entangled together. Resting my arms on his shoulders, I put my head to his cheek, breathing through the stretch and acclimation. I love this. I love this with him so much, any pain washed away by the pleasure.
He kisses my cheek, whispering against my skin, “I will never take you for granted, my love.”
My love. I drink in his words, rolling them around my tongue to see if they taste as good as they sound. The softer edges and sweet centers of those two words slip past my stomach and head straight for my heart. The urge to please him, to give him everything courses through my veins, revealing the need to tell him, “I love you.”
Rocking slowly on top of him, I lean back to keep my eyes locked on his as the sensation of owning him as much as he owns me takes hold. He sits up, taking control of my hips and moving me faster as he whispers, “You’re so good to me, baby. Fuck me just like that. Yeah, keep going.”
His words encourage, filling me with a boldness I didn’t have before. “You’re so big, so full inside me.” I lift and devour, rock and embrace, squeezing so hard to push him closer to his release just to watch him fall for me all over again.
Watching his mouth fall open and his eyes close because of me weaves into my veins, tying us together.
I betray myself. The feel of him claiming my insides as his gaze hooks me into the daze of deep breaths and darkness, the chase and reaching the peak, before the simplest touch of his fingers to my clit induces my orgasm.