Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Comfortable?”
“Almost.” She wiggles. “I thought you said maybe we could hug some more before I go to sleep.”
“I did.” I clench my jaw, knowing my control is hanging on by a thread.
She sits up and crawls out from under the covers to straddle my lap. I lean back against the headboard and try to control my breathing as she touches my bare chest. The shirt she’s wearing has ridden up, but I don’t look down. I stay still as a statue as she lies on me like a blanket.
“Aren’t you going to hold me?” she whispers in my ear, and I try to swallow the brick lodged in my throat.
“I’m not sure I can yet.”
“Why not?” I feel her lips against the shell of my ear, and a hot shiver goes down my back.
Lifting my wrist, I check the time and see I’ve still got a few minutes. “Because you’re not eighteen yet.”
“I’m almost there.” She lifts up just a little and then snuggles closer to me. The heat of her body burns me like a brand.
“If I make you mine, angel, there’s no going back.”
She pulls back to look me in the eyes. “What do you mean by ‘there’s no going back’?”
“I mean that I’m not going to let you go. Ever.” Reaching up, I cup her cheek, and she leans into the touch. “I mean that I’m claiming you, and there’s no way you’ll ever be free of me. I’ll tie you to me with an unbreakable knot.”
Her eyes widen, and she smiles so brightly I’m almost shocked. “I like the sound of belonging to you.” She leans in close and rubs her nose against mine. “That’s all I want for my birthday.”
“For this birthday and every one after I’ll own you, but I’ll treat you like the most precious gift on earth. You’ll forever be my angel. The one that saved me, and the one I protect.”
“No one has ever wanted me before.” Her eyes search mine, and I tuck her hair behind her ear.
“No one will ever get the chance once you’re mine.” There’s a sound in the distance like the clock struck midnight, and Demi and I both look at my watch.
“It’s my birthday.” She smiles brightly, and I sit up.
“So it is.” Wrapping my arms around her back, I pull her against me and then swoop down to claim her mouth.
The kiss is searing hot, and when she gasps, I take the invitation and sweep my tongue inside. Without pausing, I turn and pin her to the bed as I use my knees to spread her legs.
“Did you take your panties off?” My mouth moves to her neck, and I suck on the tender skin, leaving my mark behind.
“Yes.” She lifts her hips, and I growl as I grab the edge of her shirt and yank it all the way off.
She’s completely naked under it, and the sight is enough to make me nut on myself. “I need to taste you everywhere.”
My mouth goes to her breasts, and I lick over her tight nipples, loving one after the other. When I suck on them, she cries out, and I feel her nails on my back. I love her touch, and if she wants to mark me too, she can have at it.
I slide my hand behind her knee and pull it up so she’s open. Then I kiss over her soft belly and to her hips as I inhale her sweet scent. She smells like cupcakes, and my mouth waters. Her pussy is so pretty, I rub my face against it before I use my thumbs to spread her lips.
“Look how pink you are right here.” She moans when my tongue slides between them and over her clit. “So fucking sweet.”
Her hips wiggle, and she squirms under me so I have to drape my arm over her waist to keep her still. My tongue dips lower to where she’s wet, and I lap at her entrance. She’s so damn tight, but I know getting her ready is going to be a delicious hell.
“I’m going to save you by taking this.” I lick over her opening again and then slide one finger inside her. “When I get this little cherry, you’ll belong to me.”
“Curt, don’t stop.” She grabs at the sheets, and I feel how hot and slick her body is.
“Already so close?” I kiss her clit and then trace it with my tongue. “I’m going to love getting you off.”
I wonder if she’ll sit on my face while she’s wearing her wedding dress. The thought of her as my bride flashes in my mind, and I growl possessively as I slide my finger in and out of her opening. When she’s nice and soft, I slide in another and feel her tight channel squeeze around me.