Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 207(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 207(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
“The only thing that could ruin anything is you not being mine.” God, I didn’t want to get all sappy and shit with her, but I needed her to know the truth. Those words, that reality, was being pulled from me on its own and there was no stopping it. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment since I stepped into that restaurant and saw you sitting there waiting for me.”
Her breath hitched and she gave me a small smile.
“I think I felt the same thing too.” She leaned in and kissed me and I tried to restrain myself and not let the beast I felt deep inside me break free.
We were just getting started, and I wanted this to last.
She moved closer, pressing her breasts more firmly against my chest, coming impossibly closer, teasing the animal housed inside me.
I stared into her eyes, wanting to kiss her again and again, getting lost in the flavor and feel of her.
And then I leaned in and did just that, kissed her hard and deep, making sure she knew what we were about to do would be set in stone, that she was irrevocably, undeniably mine.
I had no fucking control where she was concerned, and I liked it that way. I liked feeling feral and unhinged.
“I hope you’re ready, Olive, because there’s no going back now.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Pope
She was delicious and addicting and all mine.
I kissed Olive like stopping would be my death, like I’d lose everything if I didn’t keep her close, didn’t make her mine.
Nothing else mattered but this one moment and letting her know that with me things were perfect, that I’d make sure she was always happy. I couldn’t have walked away if my life depended on it.
I didn’t even want to contemplate that.
She broke the kiss and gasped, but I still clung to her, still kept her close.
“Are we doing this? Are we really going this far?” she whispered, and the sweet-smelling scent of her breath had my cock jerking.
Before I could tell her yes, I was going this far, I wasn’t going to stop this, she had her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers playing with the short strands of hair at my nape. My heart was racing, and everything in my body was on fire for this woman.
“Yeah, Olive. We sure as hell are doing this.” I kissed her again and she made these small noises in the back of her throat. I swallowed the sounds, needing more, wanting her to surrender every part of herself to me. This was what I’d wanted from the moment I saw her sitting at that table for our blind date. And every day it had grown. I realized I couldn’t let her be with anyone else. I knew I couldn’t live without her.
It had been so fucking hard staying back, keeping my distance for as long as I did. But no more. Olive was mine.
I couldn’t stop this. I wouldn’t. I forced myself to take a step back but took her hand in mine, keeping her close, afraid she’d run if she really saw my desperation for her.
“You want this?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Good, baby. Because we are finally going to be together. Finally.” I couldn’t help myself as I reached out and moved my thumb along her bottom lip, pulled the soft, pink, and plump flesh down, and watched it move back into place when I let go. She was so fucking beautiful. I’d show her how much she meant to me.
Her breath hitched a bit, and I leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss again, pulling her close, because I was addicted to her. She felt good in my arms, like she was always meant to be here. Like this was fate.
I pulled back, looking down at her swollen, red lips, ones that were like that because I’d kissed them. I slipped my hand behind her head and gripped the base of her skull. “I’ve fantasized about this for so fucking long.” My mouth was so close to hers that if I leaned in an inch, we’d be kissing again.
“Come with me.” She looked up at me with wide, dilated eyes. “Come with me to my room.”
A harsh groan was ripped from me because of her words. I felt this carnal need for her, one that wasn’t just about wanting to feel myself buried deep inside her, but one that told me she was mine irrevocably.
Before I lost control and took her right up against the fucking wall, I had her in my arms, lifting her off the ground, letting her feel how hard I was for her. A small sound of surprise left her, and she held on to me, her hands grasping me like a lifeline. Her legs were wrapped around my waist now, her pussy right over my cock. I strode down the hall and to her bedroom. I went into the bathroom by mistake, my mouth on hers, both of us chuckling when we realized where I’d gone. I stumbled back with her in my arms, our mouths on one another again, and finally made it into her bedroom. A groan left me when I spotted her bed.