Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
By the look in his eyes, he’s on board.
Chapter 18
Royce
There is a slight tremble in my hands that I hope she doesn’t detect. I want to touch her everywhere, taste her everywhere, but my girl asked me to make love to her, and although I don’t know if this is love, I can’t deny her anything. Besides, I’m all about taking things slow. I want to savor this time with her.
My hand roams over her stomach, not stopping my exploration until I reach her pussy. I slide two fingers through her folds, and she moans, a sound from deep within her chest. “You’re wet for me.”
“Please,” she murmurs, lifting her hips.
“I need you ready for me, babe. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I can take it. Just… take this ache away, Royce. I need you. All of you. Right now.” Sawyer’s words are choppy as I slide one digit inside her.
“Oh, God.”
“Royce,” I correct her. I only want her screaming my name.
Her eyes fly open, and the corner of her mouth tips up to one side. “Royce,” she says, almost on a moan.
My cock twitches where it rests against her thigh. She reaches for me. Her small hands stroke lightly, as she tests the feel of me in her palm. I’m not a saint. I’ve slept with more women than I care to admit, but never in my life have I felt this… magnetism that seems to flow between us. My cock grows harder at her touch, so much so that it’s painful. As bad as I want to bury myself deep, I also want to take my time. I want to cherish the gift of this beautiful woman lying beside me.
Dropping my head, I press my lips to hers. She bites down on my bottom lip, and my cock twitches in her hand. “We should hurry,” she breathes. “In case they come looking for us.”
“They won’t.”
“B-But what if they do?”
“I’ll give you what you want, under one condition.”
“This again.” She rolls her eyes playfully. The smile on her lips tells me she’s not as upset as she wants me to believe.
“When we get home, I get to take my time with you. I get to trace every inch of you with my tongue. I get to memorize every curve,” I say as my fingers continue to lazily pump in and out of her.
“I’ve already agreed to stay with you,” she reminds me, her breath catching.
I nod. “Yeah, baby, you did. But now you have to promise to let me cherish you.” She sucks in a breath. “What do you say, Sawyer? Do we have a deal?”
Her hand falls from my cock, and she cradles either side of my face. “That’s not what I expected you to say.”
“No?”
She shakes her head. “So many layers, Royce Riggins.”
“That’s all you, babe. You bring out so many different emotions inside me.”
“I want them all.”
It’s my turn to agree with a nod. I kiss the tip of her nose and sit up. I reach for the condom and slide it on before diving back under the covers and hovering over her. She grip’s my bicep as I line myself at her entrance. “Eyes on me, beautiful,” I say as I slowly ease myself inside her.
Her legs lock around my waist, and her fingernails dig into my arms. “Oh,” she moans, closing her eyes.
“Sawyer.” Her eyes snap open. “Eyes on me. I want you to see me. I want you to know who’s inside you.”
“Only you, Royce Riggins. Only you.”
I rock my hips, and she bites down on her bottom lip. “Jesus, Sawyer,” I murmur, burying my face in her neck. I’m about to lose my shit. That’s a first for me. I’ve never in all my life felt something as incredible as her.
My mind flashes to a conversation I had with my dad after my divorce. He asked me if I had ever felt magic? I told him he was crazy, that magic didn’t exist, and he just gave me a lazy smile. “That’s where you’re wrong, son,” he’d said. “When you experience the magic, you’ll know it. That’s when you know it’s real. That’s when you know you found her. I could see it in you. She wasn’t your magic son.”
“Magic,” I murmur in her ear. It’s as if the stars have aligned, and everything is right in my world. All because of the woman lying beneath me. I don’t have an explanation for how I feel about her. It’s been a hot minute, yet my heart beats faster for her, and the thought of losing her has panic welling up inside me.
“Hey.” Her hands roam over my back. “Talk to me.”
I’m buried balls deep inside her and realizing that she’s the missing part of me. She’s the reason for all the layers she’s always yammering on about. She brings out every single emotion. And every part of me wants her. All of me.