Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
“You’re mine, Amelia.” I kiss her softly, slowly pull out of her painfully tight warmth, and plop onto my back.
“Does that mean you’re mine?” she asks, turning her upper body to me. There’s a vulnerable look in her eyes that tears a little more at that foundation Anna built for me.
God, she’s so beautiful and sweet. I slide my arm around her and place her head on my chest, needing to hold her close. “Of course.”
She smiles lightly and sighs. I kiss the top of her head as she closes her eyes. She’s so fucking perfect. I stare at her until my eyes grow heavy and sleep takes me.
****
I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing frantically next to me. “Shit.” I roll over and kiss Amelia’s bare shoulder. “So beautiful.” I grab my phone and see it’s Inga.
“What’s going on?” I growl, trying to be quiet.
“There’s been a fire at the building. It’s been contained, and no one was seriously injured. The fire department and the police want to talk to you. They believe it was arson.”
“What the fuck? Okay. I’m on my way now.”
“What’s going on?” I look at Amelia, who has the sheets covering her breasts as she sits against the headboard.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you, but I have to go back to New York.”
“What? After what…”
“Baby, I swear I wouldn’t go if it wasn’t important. Someone set fire to my company.”
“Oh my God. Was anyone hurt?”
“Inga told me that no one was seriously hurt, but I don’t know anymore than that.”
“Inga?”
“My assistant.” She looks a bit jealous, but I don’t have time to reassure her. “I’m sorry. You could come with me.”
“I can’t. I have to finish packing for the move in a week.”
“Okay. I’m going to fly out soon. Then, I’ll have the jet brought back for you to take when you’re ready to go. It should be able to fit everything you’re taking with you.”
“Are you serious?”
“Extremely serious, Amelia.” I kiss her hard and climb out of bed to get dressed. A week. I’m supposed to make it a week without her.
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s yours.”
“I’d prefer to know you are safe. My team can get you to New York and into your dorm without any trouble.” She nods.
“Fine, okay, but when will I see you again?”
“As soon as possible. I don’t know how much bullshit they’re going to put me through.”
“Be careful.”
“I will. Now kiss me, baby.”
“I don’t know if you deserve it.”
“I know I don’t deserve it, but I need it, Princess.”
“Okay.” She throws her arms around me and plants her lips on mine. I devour her mouth, kissing her hard, dipping my tongue between her seam, licking hers. In fact, I can’t go without eating her pussy. I nudge her backward onto the bed and slide the sheet down her body, revealing inch by delectable inch of her.
“I need another taste before I go,” I whisper next to her slit. Then I don’t hold back as I lash her pussy with my tongue, tasting her cream, attempting to bring her to an intense orgasm. I want her to come for me before I go. Pumping a finger into her painfully tight core, I suck on her clit and she lets go, coming hard, grinding her pussy in my face and gripping my hair as she takes what’s hers.
Hearing her voice in my ears and having her flavor on my tongue is what I need to get through these next couple of days being miles apart. I wish she’d come with me, but I’m asking a lot.
Her body collapses on the bed, and I give her a quick spank on her mound before getting up and getting dressed. It’s hard to walk away from her, but it’s a must. She’s resting in bed, looking sated and sad. Fuck, this is going to hurt. “I’m gonna miss you like crazy, Amelia.”
“I’m gonna miss you too.” We kiss again, and I take my suitcase out while I let her rest.
I just make it down the stairs only to see Rachel coming toward me. “Sneaking out after getting what you want?”
“What I want is to take her with me, but she’s not ready to go. There’s been a fire at my company, and I need to get back and handle everything. My jet will be ready to fly her to New York, and my driver will be waiting for her.”
“I’m sorry about the fire, and I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions.”
“Given our tense relationship, I suppose I deserve your doubt. I want you to know that my feelings for Amelia are more than I can ever express, and I’m doing my best to give her the trust she has earned.”
“It’s going to be a rough road. A much rougher one if you hurt my girl.”