Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 79670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
I reach for the handle of the truck and open it, not saying anything to her. She watches me step out and walk around the front of the SUV. I open her door and hold out my hand for her, still not saying anything. She puts her hand in mine before she steps out of the truck. I close the door and lean down to kiss her lips softly. “We should get inside,” I say in a whisper, and all she can do is nod at me. We walk up the steps and toward her front door, and I look around as she unlocks it. She steps in, and the lights are off. “Don’t turn on the lights.” I put my hand on hers when she leans over and tries to turn them on. Closing the door behind me, I push her against it. “I’ve waited a long time for this moment,” I tell her as I kiss her lips softly. “I’ve dreamt about this moment for a long time.” I move the kiss from her lips to her cheek. “Every single thing I’ve done is for this moment right here. To be able to be with you and deserve you.” I kiss her neck, where I feel her heartbeat under my lips. It’s beating as fast as mine. “Tonight and every single night after this.” I rub my nose with hers. “You’re mine.”
She moves her hand up to run her fingers through my hair. “I don’t think you’ve been paying attention,” she says softly, “because I’m pretty sure I’ve been yours since the first night.” I laugh because there is no way that she’s been mine. We weren’t ready for her to be mine. But now I feel it all the way down to my bones that I’ll forever be hers. I slip my hand around her waist, pulling her to me. “Romeo,” she whispers my name before my mouth claims hers. I pick her up, and she wraps her legs around me as I walk up the stairs in the dark.
My tongue plays with hers as I make my way into her bedroom. She unwraps her legs from around my waist, standing in front of me. “Gabriella,” I say her name in the dark, the only light coming into the room is from the streetlights. She slips her jacket off her shoulders and tosses it to the side.
“Romeo,” she says my name before she kisses me, and her hands go to my chest as she pushes my jacket over my shoulders. Her tongue slides into my mouth as my hands grip the bottom of her sweater, pulling it up. I let go of her lips as I peel it over her head and toss it to the side. She stands there in what looks like a dark blue bra, one I’ve never seen before. It’s sheer, except for the flowers that are exactly where her nipples are. She looks even better than she did the last time I saw her. Fuck, she’s even better than any single dream I’ve dreamt of her since.
“You are the only one I’ve ever dreamt about,” I tell her as I bend to kiss her neck, then my hand comes up to touch exactly where I just kissed her. “But this…” I kiss her under her chin. “Is so much better than my dreams.” My fingertips move from her neck down her arm and then to her hips, where I hold her.
She doesn’t say anything to me. Instead, her hands go to the hem of my sweater, and she lifts it to peel it off me, then groans when she sees my T-shirt. “Why are you wearing so many layers?” She almost pouts, and I can’t help but laugh at her when she grips the T-shirt and practically rips it off me, making me laugh even louder. “You’ve been hitting the gym.” I’m not sure if she is asking me or telling me. “Like, you were fit before, but damn,” she says, eyeing me.
“I had some spare time while in Turkey, and instead of just sitting around, I hit the gym with the trainer.” My tongue feels like it’s getting thicker in my mouth as she leans forward and kisses me right between my pecs. My heart speeds up even more, and my chest tightens. “Gabriella,” I whisper her name as her hands go to the button on my jeans.
She lifts one of her hands and puts her index finger on my lips. “Shhh,” she hushes me right before she leans forward and kisses my lips softly. “Don’t say anything.” She slides down to her knees in front of me, and all I can do is watch her. Her hands go to the button on my jeans, opening them, the sound of my heavy breathing fills the room, but it’s then silenced by the sound of my zipper being pulled down. Her hands push open the flap and then slide them down over my hips, stopping mid-thigh before she grabs my boxers and pulls them down also. My cock springs free, and she doesn’t waste any time. She grips the base of my cock, and my body shivers under her touch. Her tongue comes out as she licks the precum off me and moans, making my cock twitch in her hand. “Your cock is a work of art,” she declares, while her hand jerks up once and then down again as she leans forward and takes the tip into her mouth.