Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“There’s no if, Jolie. I want you with me. I love you.”
She smiled then, her eyes dancing with happiness. “I love you, too. I know it’s soon, and…all the other things you mentioned. I know my dad can be impossible, and I’ll have to pass on both the New York and St. Louis job opportunities to find something in Nashville, but when I consider all the options, the one thing I can’t stand the thought of giving up is you.”
I slid my hand around to cup the back of her neck. “So that’s a yes? You’ll come?”
“Yes.”
Fireworks exploded in my chest as I leaned in to kiss her. It started soft but quickly turned passionate; I was hungry for every inch of her. She pulled away all of a sudden, giving me a panicked look.
“Where’s Joey?”
“He’s at a water park with Sawyer.”
Her shoulders sank with relief. “So it’s just us?”
“Just us.”
I grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, tossing it on the floor. Jolie’s gaze skimmed over my naked torso, her eyes full of lust, as she pulled her shirt off too.
There was no way I’d ever tire of looking at her tits in the lacy little bras she wore. Her nipples stood out through the satin, begging for attention. I reached for the button on her jeans, my lips descending on her neck as I unfastened them.
“I missed that,” she said in a breathy tone. “The way your scruff feels on my skin.”
I slid her pants down, kissing her neck, her collarbone, and the spot behind her ear that drove her crazy. She fumbled with the button on my jeans, finally getting it undone and shoving them down, running her hands over my ass cheeks before giving them a squeeze.
“Meet me in your bed,” she said, stepping back. “I want to be on top.”
She darted in that direction and I followed, getting a view of her ass as she slid her panties off. I frantically pulled my boxers off, my cock aching for her. As I hustled after her into my bedroom, she unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor, cupping her breasts and then sliding her hands down her body. I settled on my bed with my back against the headboard.
“Jesus, you’re killing me,” I said.
Finally, she got on the bed and straddled me, both of us groaning as she sank down onto my cock. I held her hips as she rode me hard and fast, quickly getting herself close to release.
It was all I could do to hold on as I looked up at her, her head tossed back and her nipples hardened into sharp points.
She moaned and I held tight to her hips as she ground herself against me, her sounds of satisfaction driving me over the edge with her.
When she slid off of me and curled up beside me, she put a hand on my cheek, gently turning my face until we were eye to eye.
“I love you, too,” she said softly. “I didn’t know before what it meant to fall in love, but now I do. I feel powerless to stop the way I feel for you but safe at the same time.”
I rested my hand on her lower back, our foreheads touching as we lay side by side. “That’s exactly how I feel. It’s kind of like a runaway train, but it’s still on the tracks, so at least there’s that.”
She hummed her amusement and brushed her lips over mine gently. “I wish it could always feel like this.”
“Maybe it can. I’m ready to find out with you.”
“I can be slightly stubborn,” she said. “What happens when we fight?”
“This. Makeup sex that makes us forget we were ever mad at each other.”
“I can live with that,” she said, her breath warm on my lips. “And it will probably be your fault every time we fight anyway.”
“You think so, huh?”
“Happy wife, happy life,” she said, cupping my cheek. “I mean, not anytime soon, obviously, but”
“I want to get there with you,” I said, cutting her off. “I can picture you, me, and my family in our big kitchen in a decade, our own kids running around and raising hell.”
“With you for a father, they’ll be hellions for sure,” she teased.
“Our hellions.”
“With an equal passion for hockey and science.”
I grunted, pretending to consider that. “How about nearly equal?”
“How about you kiss my ass?”
I grinned, giving her ass a mild slap. “There’s the sassy redhead who stole my heart.”
“I’m keeping it, by the way.”
“It’s all yours, babe. Now and always.”
EPILOGUE
Jolie
One year later
“You sure about this?” Dad grumbled, scowling as my mother adjusted his tie.
“I’ve never been surer about anything,” I replied, staring into the mirror as I thought about how my life had changed in the last year.