Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“Great,” I grumbled. “Well, maybe you could hold ol’ Eloy longer. Maybe until we can figure out what he shared.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” he grunted. “Just wanted to give you a heads up. Her house is fine, though. Mr. Drunk and Disorderly didn’t break into her place. Just knocked on the door for a solid hour while calling out her name in a pitiful voice.”
My mind raced for the next two hours, unable to go to sleep despite being bone weary.
In the end, I ended up texting Apollo to let him know everything that I knew, then asked him if he could find anything out about why Cain was in town.
I didn’t want to have to make a fuss if I didn’t have to.
Turns out, I did have to.
Apollo called within twenty minutes of Black calling to let me know that despite his attempts otherwise, Eloy was bailed out by Cain.
Also, according to Black, there were only a few exchanged texts between Eloy and Cain, but nothing was ever said besides “I have some news you might want.”
Apollo had the same news to share but said that he would keep an eye on both men.
The worst part was having to share all this news with Magnolia when she woke.
The look of fear in her eyes was enough to make my heart wrench.
“We’ll figure this out,” I promised. “He won’t get his hands on her.”
“You don’t know that,” she whispered brokenly. “Iris is his. DNA will prove that. I won’t have a leg to stand on.”
I squeezed her hip one more time before saying, “I’ll handle this. I promise. Let me get Iris to school, then we’ll come home and talk.”
Thankfully, Iris was a lot better about going to school today knowing that Magnolia was home and doing okay.
When I got home, it was to find Magnolia waiting for me.
She threw herself into my arms, then her mouth was on mine.
I knew what this was.
Fear.
But seeing as she seemed to need it, and she wasn’t letting go, I didn’t try too hard to persuade her otherwise.
Our kisses were heated and desperate.
We also never made it to the bedroom.
We did, however, make it to the couch. One step up from her being pressed against the wall.
When her slick heat slid over my condom-covered cock two minutes later, I was dying.
“We really need to figure out a birth control situation where I can be inside of you bare,” I growled as she started to slowly ride my cock.
Her casted hand was wrapped around the back of my neck, rubbing the sensitive skin there raw.
However, I didn’t stop her. Couldn’t stop her.
She was riding me like I was the answer to her prayers, and I was holding on for dear life.
I was trying so damn hard not to come that I missed what she was saying until she was pulling herself off of me and taking the condom off of my cock.
“Baby, what are you…” My voice trailed off into a garble of unintelligible words.
I blinked, my hands going to her hips, as she slowly slid me back inside.
I groaned, throwing my head back as heaven and hell settled inside my soul.
Our lovemaking from that point forward was slow and sensual.
My open-mouth kisses along her exposed neck, cheeks, and chin were causing pebbled flesh to well up each place my lips met her skin. I was also counting backward from a hundred while simultaneously clenching and unclenching my toes to keep from coming too fast.
This.
I’d never had this before.
Every single sexual encounter I’d had since I lost my virginity at sixteen had been with a condom. I’d never felt anything like this before in my life, and I was hanging on by a goddamn thread.
“I’m close, Beau,” she whispered into my ear. “I’m so wet for you.”
“Sweet Magnolia,” I groaned, my head once again finding the back of the couch as I lost what little control I had with her words. “For the love of God, please come fast. Touch yourself.”
I felt her hand snake in between our bodies, her finger now circling her clit in quick strokes.
“There,” she whispered. “I’m coming.”
I could tell.
She hadn’t needed to announce it, because I could feel her core tightening around me. She also got hotter and wetter. It was a phenomenon to me because again, I’d never felt anything like it.
I could tell you, though, with utmost assurance, that I was going to be doing this again.
She’d unleashed a monster. One that refused to be put back into a cage.
“I’m about to come,” I informed her, wanting to know what she would do.
She kept grinding her ass against me, making no move to pull me out of her hot, tight core.
“Fuck!” My hands clenched on her waist, fingers digging in way too hard.
But I couldn’t control myself.