Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
He has the condom on and he’s leaning over me his face so close to mine and regret is in his eyes. I touch his lips gently to hush him.
“We have right now,” I whisper, my other hand going down to position him. Max pushes into me while he sucks my fingers in his mouth. My heels dig into the mattress, and I spread myself as much as I can so he can sink deep inside of me. Once he’s buried to the hilt, he looks directly into my eyes, not moving a muscle. His cock stretches me, filling me completely.
“Tess…”
His eyes are dark and so deep; our breathing is ragged, and he begins moving. I squeeze his cock hard inside of me; so fucking hard, wishing I could keep him with me forever. My hips lift up off the mattress to try and chase him before he pushes back home again. It’s slow, hot and sultry and better than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. It feels like we’re becoming a part of each other. I wrap one leg up high around his back, and he slips even deeper inside and it takes my breath away. My body curves at the onslaught of pleasure he’s giving me.
“Max,” I cry as I feel my inner muscles flutter around his hard, molten cock. I don’t want it to end yet, but it’s coming, and I can’t hold it back.
“Tess…” he says again, my name comes out as a hiss from his lips, and I fall over the edge. My climax hits. It steals my breath, and his thrusts increase in speed while one hand keeps locked on my throat, and the other is digging into my ass, using the hold so that each thrust hits that perfect spot.
“Tess…” he repeats, and I fall again, but this time it is a different kind of fall. I love him.
The knowledge scares me. It utterly terrifies me. I love Maxwell Kincaid. I think most of me did before I even met him, and I don’t know what that means and I don’t have time to process it now. I see the beauty of his climax move over his face. I shift and lift my other leg, so they both wrap around him tightly.
He sinks even farther with the change. His fingers find my center, teasing my clit while he keeps pounding into me. Our eyes never lose contact. I do my best to hold off my second orgasm, just so I can watch his, but I can’t. The combination of his thrusts and his fingers prove to be too much.
“Let me have it, Kitten. Give it all to me,” he groans, and I can feel the warmth of his release even through the latex.
“Max!” I cry out because this climax isn’t slow and steady. This orgasm is huge, earth-shattering. I’m almost afraid of the force of it, but Max is with me. I’m safe with Max. Somehow, I know I always will be.
“Tess! Where are you?” I call out for the fifth or sixth time. My heart is beating hard in my chest. I’ve been looking through the house for her and can’t find her anywhere. Tess and I are living in a safe house, which is a cottage on a private beach owned by the Vipers. Marcum set us up here, and we’ve been here for two weeks. I know we’re living on borrowed time, but I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life.
Marcum and the boys have set me up with fake info and are pushing to relocate me across the border. I keep putting them off. Marcum thinks it’s because of Tess and he’s right. The thought of leaving her, guts me. I thought time would help work her from my system, but the opposite is true. I’m more invested now than ever. I need to show her the papers that Marcum has fixed for her. It may not be fair to ask her to leave everything behind to move with me, but I can’t let her go. It will be freer there for sure. We won’t have to hide in the house. We could live a semi-normal life. We’d still be looking over our shoulder, but this way we could be together. “Tess!” I growl; going past worry into panic now.
I go out of the back door, wanting to yell out her name again, but we try not to announce those, even if it is a private beach, you can’t trust it. I see her down by the water looking out over the ocean, and instantly my fear recedes. It’s probably not healthy to be as obsessed with a woman as I am with Tess. It’s too fucking late now.
“Kitten, you scared me.”
She puts her hand over her forehead to block the sun, why I don’t know. There is no sun. It’s a dark, overcast, cool, fall day in Florida, and you can smell the scent of rain in the air even over the ocean salt.