Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Within minutes of torturing her, Rose was sobbing, begging for him to show some mercy. Hardy kept her on the height of pleasure, working her body like only he knew how to.
“I want to hear you beg.”
Only when her begging turned to screams did he let her find orgasm, but he held his off.
The moment her release ebbed away, he flipped her back over, slid inside her, and made love to her, kissing her throughout it all. He didn’t stop, and Hardy brought her to another orgasm until he finally found his own peak.
Afterward, he held her close.
“That was beautiful,” she said.
“I guess I’ve still got it.”
“Old age is going to be a problem for you. I remember when you could go longer,” she said, giggling.
“You’re a tease.”
“Always.”
He stared into her eyes, and for a few minutes there were no need for words, or to speak. Stroking her soft skin, Hardy basked in having her in his arms.
“I hate to break the moment, but I wanted to tell you my first doctor’s appointment is in three weeks,” she said.
“Good. I’ll be there for you.”
“I don’t know if we’ll get to see the sex of the baby. It may be too soon.”
“I don’t care if we get to find out the sex or not. I said I’ll be there for you, and I meant every word I said.”
“Okay.”
“We’ve got to start decorating one of the spare bedrooms for a nursery.”
“Could we wait until after I’ve gotten to the second or the third trimester?” she asked.
“Why?”
“I may lose the baby or there may be complications.”
“If you want to wait until you’re sure, then I’m happy to wait.”
“I want to wait. I want to be sure,” she said.
“Then consider it done.” He pressed another kiss to the tip of her nose.
“I can’t believe you set up a prom for me.”
“You’ve never had one. It’s time I make everything up to you.”
She released a sigh, snuggling up to him. “Did you see Sally?”
“My dick is inside you. I really don’t want to be talking about a fifteen year old girl,” Hardy said, finding no arousal in the topic.
“I know. It’s just, it’s a big deal to have adopted a teenager. I wanted to talk about it.”
Hardy let out a sigh. “Okay, fine. Lacey and Whizz seemed really happy.”
“Sally looked nervous. There is so much sadness in her eyes. It’s so scary to look at,” Rose said. “She’s been through a lot.”
“So have Lacey and Whizz. If anyone can help her, it’s those two.”
“I hope so. I hate the thought of her hurting. I know I’ve only met her for like two minutes, but a young teenage girl shouldn’t have to worry about that kind of darkness.”
“I know, baby. I do know that. The club is here, and they’ll help her out. I promise.”
“Good. I don’t like the thought of her being alone for some reason,” Rose said.
Pushing a strand of hair off her face, Hardy smiled. “You’re a good person. A good woman, and you’re going to be a mommy soon. It’s good of you to care.”
“It’s nice to care again.” She wrapped her arms around him. “I don’t ever want this to stop, Hardy. I want the world to keep going round, and us to be together.”
“It will, baby. I can’t promise you much other than the fact you’re stuck with me for a fucking long time.”
****
Whizz watched as Sally hesitated outside his new home.
“It’s not a lot, but it’s home.”
“You’ve got a beautiful home,” Sally said.
“It’s a beautiful home we got for a bargain price, only now we’ve got to put it all right,” Lacey said, taking hold of Sally’s home. “Come on, we’ll walk inside together.”
He watched his woman and Sally enter his home. Whizz knew he was doing the right thing, providing this young girl with a home. Lacey adored her, and the club had seen the tortured soul that Sally possessed. She needed someone to love, to be with who she trusted. From the way she behaved, he doubted she even knew what the hell was going on at times.
They entered their new home, and Whizz closed the door. He carried Sally’s belongings with him.
“What do you think?” Lacey asked.
“You’ve got a beautiful home.”
“This is your home now. We’re not going to give you back. So, rules. You’re a teenager, and we’re heading to the high school and enrolling you. Two, I don’t give a shit what your excuse is, curfew is nine, not a minute after. Boys, you keep away from them. I own a gun, and I will kill any little shit who thinks they can take what you shouldn’t be willing to give.”
“This is crazy. You’re sounding like a complete crazy person. You’re getting that, right?” Sally asked.
“Actually, as far as I’m concerned, I’m sounding like a father,” Whizz said. “Those are my rules. Break them, and there will be punishment.”