Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
I'm not stupid enough to say no to that.
"Tomorrow," I growl at Roman and then swing January up into my arms.
She shrieks with laughter as I stomp toward the house.
"Tomorrow," Roman agrees, laughing loudly. "Be there at nine."
"Noon," I shout over my shoulder, kicking the car door closed. "I'm not leaving my girl before then."
He laughs again.
I take that as an agreement and practically run to the front door. Once I'm there, instead of putting January on her feet, I just hold her up with one hand and use the other to drag my keys out of my pocket and open the door. She's still giggling in my arms when I stomp inside and reset the alarm before making a beeline for her bedroom…our bedroom.
Her long blonde hair fans out around her on the pillows when I lay her on top of the bed. Her eyes shine with happiness. It practically shimmers in the air around her as I stare down at her, memorizing her in this moment.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," I whisper and strip my shirt off over my head.
"You're pretty beautiful yourself," she says and bites her bottom lip, shifting restlessly on the bed. Her thick thighs rub together as she tries to create friction, but we both know that won't satisfy her. What she really needs is my cock. And I plan on giving it to her. It's been way too long since I was last inside her.
"Cade, please. I need you."
"I'll take care of you," I promise her, "but I have to do something first."
She tilts her head to the side and eyes me curiously as I stalk toward the closet and pull it open. I shuffle through my clothes before I find the right pair of pants and pull out the ring I've had hidden in there since she came home. I've just been waiting to be cleared so I could put it on her finger.
"Cade," she whispers when I turn around and make my way back to her.
Without a word, I reach out and slip it onto her finger with her Claddagh ring. Like that one, this one is platinum, with a massive round-cut emerald surrounded by smaller diamonds. It matches the Claddagh ring perfectly and looks fucking stunning on her.
Satisfaction twists through me at the sight of it on her finger where it belongs.
"My answer is yes. I will marry you, Cade." She smiles at me, her eyes alight with happiness.
"Wasn't a question," I remind her, shooting her a cocky smirk. "You're mine now, little monster."
"I've always been yours. Now get naked. I need you."
Fuck. I love her.
I make quick work of stripping off the rest of my clothes. But before I can crawl onto the bed with her, she sits up and reaches out for me. My head falls back, a moan rumbling from my lips when she wraps her hand around my cock.
"You're so hard," she breathes, sliding her hand up and down my length.
I bark out a choked laugh as a bead of pre-cum wells at the tip. "I'm always hard for you, January."
She leans forward and licks the head of my cock. The way she moans when she tastes me has me ready to explode already. Swear to Christ, it's been too damn long since she's had that perfect mouth on me. There's no way I'm going to last.
"Fuck me," I breathe, planting my feet apart before I fall on my ass.
She runs her tongue all over the head of my cock before sucking me deeper into her mouth. It's heaven and hell, and I don't ever want her to stop torturing me this way. My hands sink into her silky hair, pulling it back from her face so I can watch my dick disappear between those perfect lips of hers. It's almost obscene how wide her lips are stretched around me, but happiness and desire shine in her eyes, letting me know she's loving this. She bobs up and down a few times, trying to take as much as she can.
When I hit the back of her throat, I cry out her name and then pull her off me.
"You're too good at that," I mumble and push gently on her shoulder until she lies back on the bed.
"I like the way you taste," she whispers, making my cock jerk.
I crawl up the bed over her. My lips come down on hers, soft and sweet, before I deepen the kiss. I can still taste the salt of her tears on her lips, but there's something beautiful in that, too. We're healing together. Exactly like we've always been meant to do.
"We gotta go slow," I murmur to her when she whines beneath me and shifts restlessly. I love that sucking me off turned her on, but she's still healing, and she's got me so worked up I'm a little afraid I'll hurt her if we don't take this slow. "Don't wanna hurt you, but I need to be in you, or I'm going to lose my fucking mind, January."