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 really thought the whole thing was my fault,” she whispered, looking down at her hands.
Fuck me; I hated seeing her look so goddamn broken. It pulled at my heart and made my chest hurt. I wanted to do nothing more than wipe that hurt look off of her face.
I grabbed her face in my hands to make her look at me. “None of this was your fault. You have a temper, and I know that. The second someone puts their hands on you, you lose your shit. I should have stopped you from hitting her. Yelling at you will never solve anything between us, especially since I have a habit of saying shit to you that should never be forgiven.”
Tears formed in her eyes, and I felt my heart break a little as I witnessed it. I fucking hated seeing her cry, especially knowing that I was the cause of the tears. I literally felt like it was ripping me apart inside.
“I feel like I always manage to fuck things up,” she confessed, her voice breaking.
I held her tightly in my arms, desperate to make her okay again. “Baby, you did nothing wrong; I promise. This was all my fault. Please, stop crying,” I pleaded into her hair.
I felt her tears wetting my shirt as I pulled her onto my lap, holding her even more tightly, rocking her gently, and rubbing her back. Fuck, I wish I knew how to make this better. I was such a screw-up. Even with Leanne, I had never felt anything like this, and it fucking terrified me that I was being faced with something that I had no idea how to handle. It scared me so much that I could lose her because I was a dick. I never wanted to lose Katie.
Eventually, her tears stopped, and her breathing slowed and became more even, a tell that she had fallen asleep. I laid her down on the bed and slowly undressed her, careful not to wake her up. Then, I yanked my shirt over my head and slipped it on her so that she would be more comfortable. After slipping out of my shoes and jeans, leaving only my boxers on, I got in bed beside her, pulling her to me.
I was determined to make sure she never slipped out of my fingers. If that meant opening up about my feelings to her, then dammit, I was willing to go that far. I would kill myself if it meant making her happy. She was the only damn thing I cared about in this world, and I’d be damned if I would let my dick-like personality hurt her in any way.
Katie
I woke up the next morning wrapped in Travis’s arms. I was practically crushed against his chest, like he was afraid I would get up and walk away from him, never to return if he let me go. I could tell he was awake because he was stroking my arm with his thumb, which was turning me on pretty quickly. Guessing by his hard shaft that I felt poking me in the back of my thigh, he was pretty turned on, too.
I felt his hand squeeze my breast, and I dug my nails into his arms with a soft moan. He tugged my shirt up so that my breasts were exposed and pinched and pulled on my nipples, making me moan a little bit louder. He slid a hand down my belly, and I whimpered as he slid a finger inside of me. “Travis,” I whispered, “that feels so good.”
“I know, baby,” he groaned, pumping his finger in and out of me and rubbing my breasts. “I love making you feel good.”
I threw my head back as I soon found my release, and he wrapped his arms around me as I rode it out. When I finally came down from that all-consuming high, I turned over and pushed him onto his back. I kissed down his body, running my tongue over the tattoos on his chest. Fuck, he tasted so good. I loved touching and tasting him. He was perfect.
I slid his boxers off and took him into my mouth, making him groan. “Fuck, Katie,” he breathed out harshly. “You have no fucking idea what you’re capable of doing with that pretty little mouth.”
I looked up at him through my lashes as I relaxed my gag reflex and took him all of the way in. He groaned, tangling his fingers in my hair and pulling hard, making me moan around his cock. I sucked him hard, grazing him with my teeth at the perfect times and running my tongue over his tip. He came in no time, driving up into the back of my throat, his cum spurting into my mouth.
Like a good girl, I swallowed it all.