Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 55(@200wpm)___ 44(@250wpm)___ 37(@300wpm)
“Why are you staring at me like that? Do you want some more pancakes?” she asks. She made breakfast today, and it’s delicious. We’ve traded off making dinner, but we haven't sat down to breakfast until today. She’s made me realize that I don’t have to work twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, to be professionally fulfilled. I guess being fulfilled in other ways makes everything better.
“I love you,” I blurt out instead of answering her question.
“What?” she asks, dropping her fork. It makes a loud clanging sound on the glass plate.
“I love you. I’m in love with you,” I repeat.
She doesn’t say anything, just stares at me. I am beginning to think she doesn’t feel that way or worse; she’ll just say thank you or some such shit.
“I love you too, but this is crazy; we’ve only just met.”
“Your point? People fall in love every day.”
“Okay,” she says.
“Just okay?”
“Yeah. Okay,” she say s, smiling at me. , She sets her phone down on the table and gets up. As she walks around the table to me, she pulls the shirt over her head so she just has her pearls on.
“What are you up to?” I ask, amused.
“Just seeing if you’re up for some early morning delight,” she says, sitting on my lap. “Are you up for it?” Her whisper in my ear goes straight to my cock.
“I’m always up for it, baby. Always.” I don’t have time to make it all the way up three flights of stairs to the bedroom, so I drag her into the living and set her down on the couch. She spreads her legs wide and rubs her clit while I take my sweats off. I jerk my dick as she puts two fingers into her pussy. “Good girl. I can see how wet you are from up here. You ready for my cock?”
“Always,” she breathes. I pull her hand out of my way and lick her from her clit to her ass before I climb on top of her.
“So tight, baby. So fucking tight.” Her muscles squeeze my dick tighter and tighter.
“Oh God,” she screams and clutches her pearls while I fuck her harder and harder. “So good. More.”
“Any more, and we’ll break the couch.”
“Break it. I can get a good deal on a new one,” she says, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“I love you, Tatum. Always and forever.”
“I love you too,” she gasps as she comes. Seconds later, I fill her with my seed. Breeding her the only thing on my mind.
Collapsing on top of her, we cuddle for a while until her phone rings in the dining room. I let her up and goes to answer it. I hear her talking, but I don’t make any effort to move. Instead, I lie on the couch and wonder how the fuck I got so lucky.
“Gram is coming over for dinner. Is that okay?”
“Totally fine, it’s your turn to cook dinner,” I say, chuckling.
“So it is,” she says. “Come on, round two upstairs. The couch hurt my back more than I’d care to admit.”
“Come on. I’ll rub it for you.”
Later in the day, we finally emerge from the bedroom, fully dressed. Breakfast dishes are still on the table so I clear them and load the dishwasher while she decides what to make for dinner.
Later that night, I met Gram, also known as Ruth, for the first time. She gave me the third degree, but I think she liked me. She didn’t stay long because her male friend was picking her up for a night on the town, which Tatum didn’t want to know about all.
Once we went to bed, I watched her sleep like a creeper after making love yet again. I want her to be my wife, and I will do everything in my power to make that happen as soon as humanly possible. She’s already made my house feel like a home and she hasn’t really started decorating it yet.
“Stop watching me sleep,” she murmurs sleepily.
“I can do whatever I want,” I say, chuckling.
“Maybe so, but it’s weird.”
“Go to sleep.”
“I can’t. I can feel your eyes on me.”
“Fine,” I say, rolling onto my back, pulling her with me. She sighs in contentment as she snuggles into my chest.
“You know you smell like sandalwood and fabric softener,” she says, giggling.
“Do I?”
“Yes. I love it.”
“Go to sleep, baby. We’ve both got work in the morning.”
“Night. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
It's amazing what those three little words mean when she says them to me. Now the rest of my life can begin with her by my side as my wife, partner, and my everything.
Chapter Eight
Tatum
I've spent the last month living in a fairytale, and quite frankly, I never want to leave. My world is amazing right now, and it pretty , much has everything to do with the amazing man in it. Josh is everything you could ask for in a partner. He is kind, loving, attentive and he can make me laugh like no one's business, not to mention the man is a god when it comes to the bedroom.