Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 77551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
For an instant, the image of Sebastian’s bedroom—and sharing strawberries with him—flits across my mind.
But I erase it.
Sebastian and I were never meant to be, no matter how much fun it was. All he really wanted was sex—and a threesome with Heather and me, as he admitted.
But Alex?
I’m enough for him.
He lays me down on the soft sheets, but instead of undressing me, he stands and begins shedding his own clothes.
And I watch.
I watch as he bares inch after delectable inch of his gorgeous tanned body—a masterpiece of well-defined muscles.
Then another image flash.
June, naked, kneeling before Alex and sucking him.
Something must show on my face, because Alex reaches toward me and cups my cheek. “You okay?”
“I’m fine. Just thinking about things I shouldn’t be thinking about.”
“Like what?”
I swallow. “June. And you.”
“I didn’t choose June,” he says softly.
“I know.”
“We had to get to know everyone, Ariel. That was the only way to make an informed choice.” He joins me on the bed and begins to undress me, his hard cock nudging me.
“I know that, of course.”
“Do you love me?”
“My God, yes,” I say. “Without any doubt. I know I’m young, but you, Alex... You are everything. You may be from Montana, but you share my Southern values. You see me. You see Ariel. Not just a pretty face.”
“To be fair, you do have a pretty face.” He tugs on my hair.
“And so do you.” I scrape my fingers over the stubble on his jawline. “And I love you so much.”
“I love you too, baby. And now let me show you how much.”
Once I’m completely naked, Alex traces patterns on my skin, setting my nerves on fire. His mouth follows the path of his hands, each kiss a promise of forever. I lose myself in him—the taste of him, the scent of him, the feel of him.
He takes his time with me, worshipping every inch of my body with his kisses and touches. Every caress is reverent. Every kiss is adoring. I’ve never felt so cherished, so loved.
I move to grab his cock, but he brushes my hand away. “No. This is about you, Ariel. All about you.”
“But I want to—”
He touches his fingers to my lips. “Believe me, I want you to. But more than anything, I want to show you how much you mean to me. How much I love you.”
He slides on top of me and enters me slowly, kneading my hips with his hands as he dips into me. It’s a sweet agony that has me squirming beneath him. He’s careful with me, his movements rhythmic and slow—so different from our interlude on the beach earlier.
He finds my lips again and swallows my gasps as he moves inside me. It’s slow and gentle—love in its purest form. I let out a soft moan.
Something builds in my pussy, something I’ve felt before yet have never felt before.
And it hits me.
This is the first time I’ve done this with someone who loves me, truly loves me.
The climax rolls onto me slowly. It’s not a tidal wave. Rather a gentle, insistent tide, creeping up inch by inch, until I’m fully submerged without even realizing I’ve been pulled under.
My God, it’s beautiful. So perfect.
“Alex,” I whisper, “you make me feel like Cinderella herself.” Then I surrender myself to the orgasm, letting my body meld with Alex’s as my pussy convulses around him.
“That’s it. Come for me. Come for me, my Ariel.”
He pushes hard inside me, and I feel every pulse of his dick as he releases.
We lie there for timeless moments.
And I wait.
I wait for the carriage to turn back into a pumpkin.
Then I smile when it doesn’t.
EPISODE 174
GUILT
Emily
“Sebastian...” I reach out to touch his face, tracing the harsh lines of his chiseled jaw.
His body reacts instantly, muscles coiling beneath his sun-kissed skin. He leans into my touch, closing his eyes and letting out a low growl that sends a shiver rippling through me. “Fuck. I love the way you say my name in your accent.”
His hands are on me again, sliding down my sides to rest on my hips. He pulls me closer, our naked bodies pressing together. The contact is electric, igniting a fire of desire that consumes every inch of me.
I can’t help myself. “Sebastian,” I moan again, tangling my fingers in his long hair.
We’re on the shoreline, our toes sinking into the wet sand.
If we do this... If we really do this, I’ll get sand in unimaginable places.
Before I can think anything more, he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he strides deeper into the water. The coolness of the ocean waves lapping against us does nothing to quench the heat between us. I can feel him, hard and ready, pressing insistently against me.
His eyes are stormy as he gazes into mine, a silent question hovering between us. I answer him by pressing my mouth to his, our tongues tangling. It’s rough and raw, a desperate need mirrored in both of us.