Meant for Love (Meant For #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Meant For Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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I step in, chuckling at the conversation we just had. I let the water run over my neck that is getting tight thinking of my wife in the other room, freaking the fuck out. My wife. Holding out my hand, I see her wedding band there. What a fucking night. I turn off the water after I finish rinsing the body wash off me. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist, I take another one and run it over my head, drying my hair. Stepping back into the bedroom, I see her in the middle of the bed now with the room iPad in her lap. “This can’t be real,” she murmurs, looking up at me, and I see she has little red spots all around her lips from spending the night attached to my mouth. Every five minutes, my mouth was attached to hers, sometimes less. “It’s not a fake wedding.” She looks up at me. “I am never drinking again.”

“You weren’t that drunk when we got married,” I point out. “I can’t say for sure after we were married when we had our reception.”

“A reception?” she shrieks.

“Yeah, Curtis set it up. We had cake,” I tell her. “Then after he left, you took the icing and said you wanted to eat it off my…” She covers her face with both hands. “Then you pulled down your top and rubbed it all over your nipples.” I smile. “Best cake I’ve had in my life. We did the garter toss right after.”

“There was no garter toss.” She peeks through her fingers.

“You’re right.” I smirk. “I placed your ass on the table after that and ate your pussy right before I took it off with my teeth. You wanted me to put it in your mouth while I fucked you.”

She puts her head back and groans as I’m sure the memories are coming back to her when I hear my phone ringing. “Is that mine or yours?” I ask, and she just lifts both hands in the air, letting them fall back on the bed. “I think that’s mine.” I walk toward where the ringing is coming from.

Right out of the bedroom, I see the balloons all over the room, along with all the white flowers that seemed to multiply after we got married. The cake is in the middle of the table, right next to where her ass print is now showing. “Do you want any cake?” I shout back to the room, grabbing my jacket that is right next to one of my shoes.

“No, I don’t want any cake!” she yells back. “I’m never eating cake again.”

I laugh as the ringing stops, and I take it out and see it was Caine. “Did you order room service?” I ask her as I walk back into the bedroom, calling Caine back and putting it to my ear.

“Do you think I ordered room service?” She side-eyes me. “Does this look like I’ve ordered room service?”

“Baby, you look amazing, like you always do.” I sit on the side of the bed, and I’m about to hang up on Caine to recreate a couple of moves from last night when he answers.

“Please tell me that picture you sent was a joke,” he blurts, not even bothering with a hello.

“What picture?” I ask him, not sure what he’s talking about. I look over at Zoey, who sits up in bed now.

“The picture of you and Zoey at the altar kissing with Elvis behind you,” he says, making everything in me stop cold.

My eyes go big as I cover the phone with my hand. “We sent my brother a picture of us at our wedding,” I whisper-hiss at her.

“Stop it right now.” She throws the covers off her, and all I can do is stare at her body as she gets on the bed on her knees. Her hair is wild after taking a shower and me pulling it. She’s got hickeys all over her body because I made sure I claimed every single fucking inch of her. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes, my mouth has been everywhere.

She reaches for me, and I think she’s going to kiss me, but instead, she snatches the phone from me. “Tell me it’s a joke, Nash,” Caine says.

“One second, let me see what I sent you.” I put the phone on speaker as I open my texts, seeing the top one to Caine. Opening it up, I see the picture in question. It’s when I let her mouth go and looked at the camera with my hand up over my head. I felt like I won at life at that moment. “It’s a nice picture.” I look over at her as she looks down and just shakes her head.

“Wait a second.” Caine’s voice gets loud. “Is this real?”


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