Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“They’re out searching?” Dean asked as he glanced around. “Where?”
The tents had people in them, but only a handful were moving around while the others lay on beds similar to Cano’s.
“Some are still searching here. They just aren’t in the center of town where we are. The rest are near the outskirts of town, checking on the villages closest to the waves.”
“Did the waves knock out the cell tower?” Ginger asked, her tone concerned as she stared at a blue tent. A small body was resting on a table, and when it moved, her chest heaved with a deep breath. Dean and Ginger had two toddlers, so I could only imagine that it wasn’t easy for her to see children in danger or injured like this.
“Yeah. But a few guys showed up a couple of hours ago to let us know that aid was on the way. Then they joined the search.”
“Are you okay here?” I didn’t want to leave Cano, but I couldn’t sit around when so many needed help.
He told me to go, and Ginger offered to stay. She had some medical training, so that helped my peace of mind. Dean offered to accompany me, and we set off to see where we could help.
My training as a fireman was extremely useful when it came to rescuing people from buildings or the rubble and debris. But we also encountered a few fires that had sparked after the storm.
When I finally collapsed that night, I was beyond tired and emotionally spent. All I wanted was to see Faith, but I had no ability to make that happen, so I wished her a good night and fell into an exhausted sleep.
It took the entire month to get to a point where we could even think about starting to rebuild the town and surrounding villages. There had been more survivors than I expected, but the losses just motivated me, making me more determined not only to return this place to normal but to make it safer.
At first, we’d assumed that acquiring Baro’s land would be much easier now. Unfortunately, it got tied up in his estate and frozen with his other assets when it came out that he’d been involved in a lot of criminal activity. We hadn’t managed to get anyone out to restore the cell tower yet, so we sent a messenger to the nearest city to call my lawyer, Ian.
He couldn’t get to Greece before the seventh, which meant I missed Faith’s birthday. I tried really hard not to be in a bad mood that day, but Cano eventually banished me off to do something by myself so I would stop acting like a complete asshole. In the end, I was grateful because I’d spent the time switching between being enraged and feeling sorry for myself. It hadn’t helped that I still dreamed of my girl every night and when I awoke in bed alone. It took a while for me to stop brooding and act like a decent human being.
I’d given the messenger Faith’s phone number and written a message for him to email to her. But I had no way of checking to see if she replied unless I took the trek to the city myself, and I was afraid to leave just yet. The authorities were trying to seize Baro’s land, and the only person they were afraid of was me. Just not enough to back off and give up their claim to the land so we could buy it.
After Ian arrived, I walked him through every step of the process, starting back when we first approached Baros. It took another two days before I felt like Cano and Ian could handle things without me.
I’d sent Dean and Ginger home to their little ones a few days after we arrived, but they’d been the ones to fly Ian out here. So they’d waited around to take me home.
Once I was on the plane, the anticipation began to build, and I imagined a thousand scenarios for when I finally saw Faith. All of them ended up with her flat on her back, legs in the air, and my long, fat cock filling her with so much cream she was sure to get pregnant.
“That’s it, blue eyes,” I groaned as I pushed into her snug channel. “Take it all. Good girl.”
Her pussy was gripping my cock so hard it would have been difficult to pull out if she hadn’t been drenched.
“Rush,” she moaned.
“Yes, baby. Say my name,” I grunted as I began a steady pace, moving in and out, enjoying the glide of my dick along her inner walls.
“Oh, Rush.”
Damn, it got me hot when she said my name like that. I sped up until I was pounding her pussy and slamming the bed against the wall.
“Say my name again,” I demanded.