Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“I know, but I miss you like this, on me and in me. I know it’s stupid.”
“It’s not stupid.” I pull out and thrust in hard. “I miss fucking you. I miss you being loud.” I thrust in again, only harder this time. “I fucking love how wet you get for me, how your pussy can’t seem to get enough and holds on like my cock is going to disappear. I miss this,” I say, taking her hands and pulling them up above her head, holding them there with one of mine, then reach down, pulling her nipples. “I miss all of this too, baby. You’re not the only one. But I still love your mouth around me.” I grin, and she laughs.
“Trust me, I know you love my mouth.”
“I love eating you out. I love the way you taste, and how you come so fucking hard every time I’m eating you and you’ve got my cock in your mouth.”
“Oh, God,” she breathes, and I feel her walls start to spasm.
“Fuck, come for me. Let me feel you come on my cock. Let me feel how wet you get when you come all over me.”
“Zach,” she hisses, leaning up, latching onto my shoulder with her teeth, and pulling me along with her as she falls over the edge. Thrusting three more times, I plant myself deep inside her then listen to her wild breathing that matches my own.
“Remind me to thank Joe for taking the kids,” I say, rolling to my back and dragging her with me.
“I’ll send her flowers,” she mutters, and I laugh, looking up at the ceiling, then run my fingers down her back. “I love you,” she whispers, not knowing those words mean everything to me, not knowing she has filled the void I felt for so long. She’s given me everything I’ve ever wanted and then some. I was content in my life with my kids, but with her, Hunter, and Penelope, my life is complete and my days are beautiful.
Shelby
Seven years later
“Dad!” Pen yells, and I roll to my stomach, thankful it’s not me she’s after this early, then feel Zach’s mouth touch my shoulder before he gets out of bed. Knowing Pen, there could be a million reasons she’s yelling for her dad, but the most likely reason is she has done something she wasn’t supposed to and is calling him in first to butter him up before involving me. He’s a pushover for his girls, all of us. Not that he isn’t a pushover for Hunter and Steven, but it’s definitely not the same.
“Jesus, Pen, what the hell are you doing?” I hear him ask, and I groan, pulling my pillow over my head, knowing I probably don’t want to know what she’s done now. Since the time she was a toddler, she’s been on the move and into everything. Plus, she’s smart, so damn smart it scares me.
“I’m trying to make Aubrey pancakes. It’s her wedding day! She needs to have a good breakfast,” she cries, and I hear pots and pans clinking and then a loud thud, and I roll out of bed, grabbing one of Zach’s flannels on the way to the door. I still can’t believe my girl is getting married. Part of me thinks it’s far too soon for her to be a wife, but the other part of me trusts she’s smart and knows what she wants. Not that it has helped Zach at all—he’s been an angry bear ever since Gabe proposed.
I didn’t see Aubrey with Gabe in the beginning, but since her freshman year of high school, they have been friends, and then eventually, Gabe—who is a little bit of a nerd—worked up the courage to ask her out, and since then, they have been tight. I know Aubrey loves him, but I don’t know if she’s in love with him, and that is truly my only worry when it come to the two of them getting married. But then again, he’s her best friend, and with a relationship built on that kind of foundation, I don’t see bad things for either of them.
“Hey, honey.” I smile at a rumpled looking Steven, as he almost sleepily walks into me in the hall. He, on the other hand, gets the heebie-jeebies anytime you even mention commitment or long-term relationship, but I have no doubt he will find someone and fall hard. He’s been going to college in Seattle, close to Max, who has done a one-eighty since the birth of his daughter Justine. He’s even helped Steven out on more than one occasion, when he’s needed a recommendation or just a ride, and is always willing to be there if we can’t for any reason.
Grunting, he runs his hand through his hair then looks to the side as Hunter comes down the stairs.