Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“I’m getting there,” she told me. “Be patient. Anyway, yes; we had established a safe word, but I loved Travis so much that I was willing to put my life and feelings on the line to be with him as his sex partner, seeing as he didn’t want me as anything else. Therefore, I never used the safe word. I know it was dangerous. Instead of running off when he cried and begged me for help, I should have given it to him when he asked. Though, after the damage he had done to my body, I realized that I wasn’t the person that could help him. At least, I didn’t think I was. So, I didn’t try to. I figured he would be better off without me.”
I rolled my eyes. This is why she was stupid. No matter what way I looked at it, she was to blame for running off. Travis had finally broken down and cried, begging her, and she did the heartless thing of running off. Not only that, but she ran to the cops.
What a bitch.
She could have at least kept her fucking mouth shut since she was the dumbass that hadn’t used her safe word. It was her own damn fault that she was hurt in the first place. She had refused to use the safe word.
“So, why in the hell did you go to the cops?” I asked her.
She sighed. “I was forced to.” I wanted to snort out loud at that statement. “I ran back to my parents, and I was so upset that I eventually broke down and told my mom everything about my and Travis’s relationship, and because I was so stupid, I allowed her to get me a lawyer to try to get him locked up. Our plan backfired though, obviously.”
“Yeah, no shit. There was a contract,” I spat. She really was stupid. “You know you’re not doing him any good by being back here, right? You’re only hurting him more. I understand your reason for coming back, but you can leave and get a hotel room or something. Travis doesn’t need to be around you. This isn’t healthy for him.”
She sighed. “Katie, I know you hate me, but I’m trying to do what’s best for him.”
I snorted and picked up the remote in my hand again, signaling the end of our short conversation. “You should have thought about that before you ran out the door on him.”
Travis came home about eleven o’clock that morning. I was busy trying to calm myself down. I didn’t know whether to scream or cry. Should I break something?
How the fuck was I supposed to feel?
Leanne had just informed me that my dad’s body had never gotten cremated or buried. How in the hell had Nicholas managed to fucking pull that off? I mean, his death was on the damn news, for crying out loud! How did Nicholas get his hands on dad’s body?
Travis came into the bedroom and kissed me softly. But before he could pull away, I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. I needed a distraction from what I had just found out, and at that moment, Travis was the perfect distraction for me.
He was a little surprised at first, but he wasted no time in tightly wrapping his arms around me and crushing me to him. He bit my bottom lip, drawing a moan from the back of my throat, and slid his tongue into my mouth. We battled for dominance, and once he realized that I wasn’t giving up control, he let me take what I wanted. I pulled away from him and yanked his shirt over his head, running my fingers over his hard, sculpted chest. God, he was every woman’s dream come true, and he was mine.
I slid my hands down his toned torso and undid his belt buckle, sliding his jeans and boxers down to the floor. He kicked his boots and socks off and watched me with hungry eyes as I stripped out of my clothes. He reached to pull me to him, but I pushed him back onto the bed and got on top of him, sliding down on his cock. He groaned, digging his fingers into my hips as he let his head fall back on the mattress. I quickly began moving up and down – riding him – and he thrust up into me every time I lowered down on him.
His hands slid up and cupped my breasts. I whimpered his name as he squeezed them and pinched my nipples. I arched my back, pushing my chest further into his palms. When I came, I cried out, and he grunted, yanking me down to him so our chests were pressed together. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.