Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 90772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Tony, it’s my birthday, please,” she whines, but I just smile.
“You forget it’s my birthday too, princess.” I smile and keep sliding against her. I know she wants to cum, and she’s so close, but I’ve got the patience of a saint and I intend to use it to my advantage.
“I told you I would three years ago!”
“But you wouldn’t let me tell your dad, so it didn’t count. I want you to agree to be my wife, wear my ring, and tell the world. I’m not keeping it secret. I’m not ashamed of you or of us, or afraid of what your parents will think.”
Mary moans and grinds down harder on me. “I’m not ashamed; I just don’t want my dad thinking we have sex. Can you imagine?”
I stop my movements and look down at her. Her bright, beautiful red hair, perfect skin, and curves that make my teeth sweat. She’s mine, always has been, and always will be. She just needs a little motivation to agree with me.
“Do you love me, princess?”
“You know I do,” she says, and a blush creeps across her cheeks.
I lean down and suck her nipple hard, and then let it out with a pop. She moans and tries to work her wet pussy against me again. I grab her hips to stop her movement and I make her look at me.
“You’re going to be my wife, Mary,” I say, and look sternly into her eyes. She looks up at me seriously and touches my face. She slowly nods at me and whispers, “yes”.
“Tomorrow, you’re going to put on my ring and we’re going to tell your parents, aren’t we?”
She slowly nods again and she whispers, “Yes.”
“Good. It’s about goddamn time,” I say, and attack her mouth.
God help me, I’m going to have to tell Carter I’m marrying his daughter. Well, at least I get to make love to her before he murders me
Two weeks in
Cherry,
I got your letter today. I think I read it a dozen times. It’s the first letter I’ve ever gotten in prison, and I never thought it would be from you. I don’t know what to say about that night, other than it’s in the past. Try not to think about it anymore and move on with your life. Some things are better left forgotten.
Carter
Three weeks in
Cherry,
I knew I would never mail the letter I wrote to you. I’ve read every one you’ve sent over and over until I couldn’t hold my eyes open anymore. Having contact with the outside world makes me feel like I’m not just a caged animal. I don’t plan on mailing this letter either…I think I just need to write it down. I’ve had eyes on you since the second they brought me to prison. Saint updates me once a week on your status. He’s a good guy and I trust him with my life. More importantly, I trust him with yours. I don’t know what else to say. I’m having a hard time being separated from you. Who knew you could miss something you never even really had?
Carter
Two years in
Cherry,
Happy eighteenth birthday, baby. I got your letter today saying how excited you were. I wish could have been there to watch you blow out the candles. I can only imagine that in two years you’ve grown more beautiful. I miss your smile more than anything on the outside. I never knew what it did to me until it was taken away from me. I think I could forget about everything but your smile. If I was there and could help you celebrate, I’d give you whatever you wanted, just to see your face light up. One more time. That’s all I’d need.
Carter
Three years in
Cherry,
I don’t know why your last letter bothered me so much but it did. I get the feeling that there is more going on than you’re telling me. Saint hasn’t said anything has changed, and I keep drilling him for information. Maybe I’ve been in here too long, or maybe I’m reading too much into your letters, but it sounded like you were off in the last one. God knows I should have mailed my letters a long time ago, but instead I just write a letter for every one you send me and then keep it with yours. I have all these feelings and emotions I want to share, but I’m not good at talking. Besides, I want you to hear those things from my lips and not a piece of paper from a prison cell. You deserve better than me but I can’t let you go. Keep writing, baby. You don’t know how bad I need these letters.
Carter
Four years in
Cherry,
Goddamn. That kiss. It was everything I dreamed of since I first laid eyes on you. I don’t know how I controlled myself long enough to stop, but I knew I didn’t want all those guards seeing what was mine. I’ve kept you to myself all these years and I don’t like the thought of anyone seeing what’s only for my eyes. I’m sorry I pushed you away tonight but, from what Saint tells me, you have to keep your distance from me. People know something is going on, and from the talk inside, something big is about to go down with your father. I would never push you away, Cherry. You’re my whole world, and I could never not want or need you.
My God, that kiss. How will I ever be able to sleep tonight with my cock this hard? I can’t get the taste of you out of my mouth. I wonder just how sweet the rest of you tastes. I’m going to dream about you tonight, baby. I never knew I could miss a touch after only having it once.
Carter
Four years in
Cherry,
It’s been a week since you were here and still no letter. I know you’re okay and where you’ve gone, but I miss your letters more than I can ever explain. I knew I needed to push you away, but I never thought about what the absence of your words each week would feel like. But your safety is more important than my getting a letter. I keep trying to remind myself of that. I still have Saint watching over you, and he’ll continue to look after you until I’m out of here. The second I’m out from behind these bars, I’m going to set things right. You’re mine and it’s just a countdown until you know it.