Total pages in book: 174
Estimated words: 172061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 574(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 172061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 574(@300wpm)
But I couldn’t allow her to go there.
This was temporary.
All of it.
And still I was rumbling, “You were thinkin’ about me when you were touching yourself that night, weren’t you, Little Wallflower? Wanting me to climb into that bed with you. Wanting me to take you.”
Could feel the rush of redness race across her flesh, that bit of shyness peeking out before she lifted her chin with all that sweet ferocity she’d always reserved for me. “Yes. How could I not when I woke up and you were right there? Like I was waking up to a perfect dream.”
A gluttonous chuckle rolled out.
Possession pounding through my insides, so close to obliterating everything else.
Decimating all rationale and logic.
“If you knew the number of times I had my hand wrapped around my cock imagining it was your pretty little mouth, you’d go running. Imagining I was buried in the tight clutch of your cunt.” I rumbled it up and down her neck.
Shock slipped off her tongue at the deep, desperate words. “The only place I would be running is to you.”
Fuck. Me.
A growl rolled up my throat, and my mouth roved, diving down her chest and peppering kisses along the delicate, delicious flesh, avoiding her mouth because I knew if I went there, there would be no going back.
I yanked the strap of her tank down to reveal a white, lace-covered breast.
Her rosy nipple was pebbled and peaked beneath the see-through fabric.
Made the mistake of glancing up at her face when I did. Taking her in, propped on my counter. Her hair a mess from my fist in it. Cornflower eyes wild and her plump lips parted.
Raw, unbridled desire carved into her expression.
Woman so gorgeous my lungs felt like they were going to fail. But it was the thrashing of my soul at having her in front of me this way that should have warned me I was pushing things too far.
I needed to stop before this thing completely spiraled out of control.
But there was no heeding it. My words falling free and fast. “The number of times I had to stop myself from going to you. From finding you across time and space and miles. From seeking the one single thing in this horrible world that promised there was still goodness. Your face and this heart and this beautiful spirit. You are the fucking sun, but I knew seeing you would only burn my eyes. But I’m going to stand in it for a little while, Little Wallflower. Going to protect it so one day you can fully shine. So you can go on showering the earth in all that beauty and grace.”
Gentle fingers came out to trace my face, and her eyes creased at the sides. “You were my beauty, too.”
My teeth gritted against her words. I couldn’t contemplate what she said.
So instead, I focused on giving her the one thing I could right then.
Pleasure.
I let the pad of my thumb swirl around her hard, peaked nipple.
My cock was just as hard. Straining painfully at my jeans in a bid to get closer.
Hungry to rip her out of those leggings and sink into the sweet heat underneath.
She arched into my touch, and a tiny moan slipped from her tongue.
Energy zapped and flashed through the room. She squirmed on the counter. “Please, Cash. I need you.”
“Look at you. I’ve barely even touched you, and you’re already wanting to come apart.”
“I’ve been waiting for so long. Been alone for so long. Aching for you.”
If only she knew how profoundly her statement applied to me.
“Wanted to crawl across the country to find you.” I had no power to keep the admission from flooding out.
“And it was me who crawled to you,” she whispered into the lapping stir of the small room. The room that felt like it was enclosing on all sides. Boxing us in and forcing us together.
“Now I’m going to watch you bloom. Watch you flourish. You’re going to have the power, Daisy. You don’t have to be afraid anymore.”
Those were the promises I could make. I shunned the rest that were trying to get free.
Ones that were nothing but lies and betrayals.
Lies my heart kept telling me.
That she was mine and she was always going to be.
Her pants were shallow and harsh as I continued to swirl my thumb around her perfect tit, her chest heaving deeper into my touch like she could disappear right into me.
I had to be careful, or she would.
Careful, or she would completely consume and invade.
She whimpered when I stepped back, then it turned to a needy wheeze when I gathered the waist of her leggings in my hands and began to peel them down her legs.
I hissed between clenched teeth at the sight of her.
She trembled as I tugged her leggings fully from her feet, leaving her in a tank and these little underwear that covered next to nothing.