Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
She looks torn. “D, we know that sex between us is good. That’s never been a problem with us.”
I gulp. “I know, and I’m not asking for more right now. I’m just happy to have you in our bed… where you belong.”
She jostles on top of me, and I firmly stop her. “Honey, now, too much more of that and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
Every muscle is strained as I try to stop from flipping her to her back and driving into her.
Softly, she breathes, “Well, what if I don’t want you to stop?”
I groan. I want her. I need her so badly I ache with it, but I don’t want to fuck this up. “Annie…”
When I don’t say anything else, she leans back and then forces her body off mine, sliding to the side. I go with her, determined to keep close to her. “Annie, wait…”
She puts her hand against my chest. “Stop. It’s not a big deal. I just thought… but it’s fine, if you don’t want to—”
I gasp. “Don’t want to? Hell, honey, I want you more than anything.”
She sighs. “Then why… I don’t understand.”
“Baby, I want you, but I need to know you’re mine when we’re together again. I need to know that you’ll never leave me like you did.”
She leans her forehead against my chest, and her voice is muffled, but I’m able to make out what she says. “I want you, Dustin, and I want forever with you, but I’m scared. I don’t want things to go back to the way they were.” She lifts her head and looks at me. “I mean, it’s been one day, and yes, today was perfect, but…”
I put my hand on her chin and lift it, searching her eyes with only the moonlight through the curtains to guide me. “I’m not pressuring you. I don’t want more from you than you’re willing to give. I want to know that when I have you, you’re mine, and you don’t have any second thoughts about me or us.”
She blinks up at me, and I let my hand slide across her belly and up so that I’m palming her breast. I squeeze her and then flick my finger across her erect nipple. “But…”
She arches her back, pressing her breast into my hand. “But what, D?”
I trail my hand down her belly, under the band of her shorts and underwear, and palm her bare pussy. Her hips jerk against me. I slide my finger through her swollen folds, and she whimpers.
The fact that she opens her legs wider, giving me access, has me increasing the pressure on her clit. Her hands lock on my arms. “What? I thought…”
I kiss her neck and whisper into her ear, “Even if we need to wait, I can still make you feel good, baby.”
She jerks her head to look up at me. “But… what about you?”
I increase the pressure, and she moans, letting her head fall back as her eyes close. “Baby, having you come apart in my arms is enough for me right now.”
“But…” She starts and stops as I sit up, pull her shorts and underwear down, and dive between her legs. I kiss her mound, hold her open, and kiss her until she’s writhing underneath me. When her orgasm hits, her body pulls tight, and she groans her release.
Her pussy vibrates, and I lap at her arousal. With one last kiss to her mound, I make my way up her body until I’m lying next to her. She’s limp, eyes closed, and her breathing starts to settle.
“I love you, Annie.”
I don’t expect her to say anything in return, but this is something that I’ve thought a lot about today. For a year, I never said it, so now I want to make sure I not only say it, but I also show her in everything I do.
Her eyes pop open, and she leans over me. “Dustin…”
I cup her face. “Can I kiss you, Annie? Please…”
She leans in, and I take her mouth in a savage kiss. I tilt her head, taking the kiss deeper. I lose myself in her, and when she whimpers, I break away, my breath coming in quick pants. She’s pressed against me, and my hard manhood is pressed into her belly.
I kiss her cheek and her forehead and then press my chin to the top of her head. “I love you, Annie.”
She sucks in a deep breath and lets it out. “Oh, Dustin. I love you too.”
Minutes later, when her breathing evens out and she’s limp in my arms, I yawn. I could sleep, but I fight it. Instead, I lie here, reveling in the feel of my wife in my arms.
CHAPTER 12
ANNIE
The last two weeks have flown by. Every day I’ve wondered if Dustin was going to go back to the way he was before I tried to leave him, but the thought never lasts long. If he’s gone when I wake up, he has left me a note, telling me how he feels about me. He tries to include me in ranch decisions, we exercise together, have meals together, and when I told him that I wanted to start a blog online to talk about the books I’m reading, he asked what he could do to help.