Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“That’s cheating,” she pants, resting her head back against my shoulder.
“I think I can convince you to forgive me,” I say, pressing my lips to her neck as I pull the fabric from her skin and drop it to the floor. My hands go back to her breasts, cupping them, pulling on her hardened nipples.
“Maybe, I will. On one condition.” She’s breathless, and I want to beat on my chest. I did that to her.
“Name it.” I’d give her anything.
“Make love to me.”
Keeping one hand on her breast, the other travels down to her pussy, where I slide my fingers through her folds. “Is that what you want? For me to make love to you?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me how you want it.”
“I— Just you inside me.”
“That’s a given, sweetheart, but I need you to tell me how you want me inside you. It’s just me, and you can tell me anything.” I nip at her ear. “Tell me what you want, Rory.”
“I want to feel desired. I don’t want to worry about doing something wrong, and I want to feel.” Her words are whispered and haunted with the ghosts of her past.
“You’re in control,” I tell her. Sliding from my spot behind her, I reach into the bedside table and pull out an unopened box of condoms and rip open the package. Reaching in, I tear one off and hand it to her. “This is your show, babe. I’m just along for the ride.” With that, I climb onto the bed, resting my head on the pillows, placing my hands behind my head. “I’m yours, Aurora. There is nothing that you could do or ask for that I would deny you. Take what you want, baby.”
I crave her hands against my skin. I want to feel her body aligned with mine, and I want to feel the warmth of her pussy as I sink deep inside her. I’ve been waiting for this moment—for the time when she and I become one—and I’d love nothing more than to hover over her and take what we both want.
However, she needs this.
My girl needs to be able to see my desire for her. She needs to know that there isn’t a single fucking thing she could do that would make me not want her. I need her to take the control here, so that maybe, just maybe she can carry some of that over into her everyday life.
I need her to see that she’s beautiful, and strong, and so damn sexy. My needs, they’ll be met as long as she’s here with me.
Right now, this is all about her.
Chapter 22
Aurora
My heart swells with love for this man. He’s giving me the control that was taken away from me. He’s giving me the chance for the first time in my life to explore a man’s body. He’s lying on the bed, hands behind his head, and his hard length is resting against his rock-hard abs. My mouth waters at the sight of him. “I don’t know where to start,” I confess.
“Anywhere. Everywhere. I need your help. Do you want the lamp off or leave it on?” he asks.
“On.” My eyes widen at my quick reply, making him chuckle.
“On it is. The rest is up to you. Do what feels right. There is no right or wrong answer. There is no script for this. Just feel, Aurora. Feel my love for you, and take what you need from me. Trust me, baby. This is not a hardship for me. Unless you count the fact that I’m keeping my hands to myself a hardship, that’s going to be torture, but I’m not worried. I know I’ll get my turn,” he says, his heated gaze gliding over my naked body.
My entire body is trembling, but this time it’s not fear. It’s anticipation. It’s excitement. Climbing onto the bed, I lie down next to him and let my hands begin to roam. “When people look at you, they see the gorgeous blue eyes and the sexy hair, the body made for sculpting, but do you know what they miss?” I ask him.
“What’s that, baby?”
“Your heart. I don’t know how it fits inside your chest. You have given me so much. My confidence, my voice, your body….” My voice trails off as I continue to run my hands over him.
“And my heart. You have my heart and my kisses. Those all belong to you too.”
“Those butterflies have moved to my chest,” I tell him. “My heart feels like it’s fluttering.”
“Good. That means you feel my love. Now show me yours.”
“Can I—” I start, but he’s already shaking his head.
“No. Don’t ask me, Aurora. Take it. What’s mine is yours. Take what you need, baby. I’m right here with you, and I promise you anything you decide to do is okay with me. Well, unless you plan on leaving me here and you going home. I’m not good with that plan.”