Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“Casey, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be,” he replies, kissing me again. “I’ve got things figured out. Some plans in motion. It’ll be okay.”
I don’t know where Casey is taking me, and I don’t ask. Because I trust him.
It’s only a short drive when we pull up in front of a cozy cottage in the woods. There are no lights on and no other cars in the driveway. Casey hops out, grabs a sleeping bag from behind the seat, and heads for the house. I follow after him.
He walks carefully to a large potted flower in the garden and shifts it slightly to reveal a key, which he then uses to open the front door.
“Casey, what is this place? Are we allowed to be here?”
“Of course,” he chuckles, taking my hand and leading me inside. “This is a project we completed last year for a lady who works up in NYC. She’s hardly ever here, but she really liked me and told me if I ever wanted to stay here while she was gone, to feel free. I never took her up on it until now.”
Casey closes the door behind me and starts into the living room, but I don’t follow.
“Casey, you guys didn’t…”
He gives me a funny look, then gets it. “Hook up?” He laughs. “No, no. She was just a nice lady. Probably somewhere around my mom’s age.”
Casey leads me deeper into the house and a larger room, which has an incredible view of the woods through an entire wall of glass. There’s also a fireplace, which Casey quickly starts. The scent of fresh pine immediately fills the air.
“You know how to do everything, don’t you?” I ask.
“Just don’t ask me to do any medical surgery,” he teases, spreading the sleeping bag out on the floor.
“Oh, we’re sleeping here tonight?” I ask, growing excited. I feel like a little girl again, breaking the rules.
“Damn right we are.” He smiles, pulling me into his arms. “And sleeping in other people’s beds just kind of grosses me out. Besides, with this view, and the fire, it’s like we’re camping, ya know?”
He pecks me gently on the cheek, and that tingling sensation I felt before spreads through me with incredible speed. There’s a tickle between my legs that seems to grow stronger and stronger with every second that he touches me.
My heart rocks lustfully as he caresses me with his strong, thick, callused hands. He slips them both beneath my shirt and takes hold of my waist. I feel like a stick of butter that’s begun to melt in the hot summer sun.
“This is dangerous, Casey.” My voice is barely a whisper through my lips. “For you.”
“You think I’m scared of a little danger?” Casey chuckles, moving his hand up slowly until he finds my breast. He squeezes, and all the breath leaves my lungs. “Besides, I’m working on some things that will make this work between us. That will break you free of the prison your father has locked you in.”
His scent penetrates my nostrils and finds its way into my chest. He’s overwhelming me, and I have no plans to stop him.
“There’s no getting away from my father, Casey,” I say. “I don’t want to admit that, but it’s true.”
“It may not be,” he whispers, leaning in and pressing his lips against my neck. My back arches, and I press my body against his. “I’m working on some things to expose him and the Williams family, but that’s not what will ultimately break you free of him, Michelle.”
My thighs tremble as he slides his hand down my stomach. Like before at the construction site, he slips two fingers between my legs and applies pressure. And like before, the pleasure explodes through me, lighting every one of my blissful nerves light a sparkler.
“Your father may be ruthless. He may be a tyrant,” Casey whispers. “But at his core, he’s a religious man. And what’s the last thing a religious man wants to happen to his virgin, engaged daughter?”
My jaw drops. Realization bursts inside me.
I pull back and look up at Casey, who is smiling down at me. My gorgeous savior with his hands all over me.
“Casey.” I can barely even speak. I’m so filled with realization and arousal. I can’t even believe he’s suggesting this. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
Without hesitation, he unzips my pants and tugs them down over my hips, leaving me bare before him.
“I am.” He presses his lips against mine and kisses me deeply and passionately, sweeping me off my feet in an instant. When he pulls back, I feel as though we’ve both been transported to a world of our own.
“Michelle. I’m going to get you pregnant.”
I stare back at him, waiting for him to falter, to smile, to tell me he’s just kidding and this is all just one big joke.