Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
He stepped up to her and gently peeled her hands off her lower stomach. “Don’t hide yourself from me.”
“My stretch marks…”
“What about them?”
“They’re ugly.”
“They’re not. They were caused from creating life. They’re the mark of a warrior.”
“Well, that’s a nice way to put it.”
“Because it’s true. Women are special because they are built to create a whole other human.”
Grabbing her hips, he lowered himself to his knees and brushed his lips over the long scar-like lines. Lighter than the rest of her skin, they stood out like reverse tiger stripes, but they were far from ugly. They told the story of how her body accommodated the life inside her. “Your womb grew those children.”
“Nox,” she whispered, combing her long nails through his hair.
He grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss in the center of her palm before rising. And on his way, he lightly kissed each breast, also decorated with stretch marks. “These nourished those children.” When he straightened completely, he brushed his lips across hers. “Your kisses comforted those children. And still do.” He then kissed her forehead. “You protect and guide those children.” He ran his hands down her arms until he interlocked his fingers with hers. When he stepped back, he held her arms up and to the side. “Women are amazing. You are amazing.
“Not every woman wants to be a mother.”
“No, and that’s to be expected. More importantly, not every woman should be a mother. But on that note, every man shouldn’t be a father, either.”
“Well, that’s so damn true. I’ve got the receipts to prove it,” she said dryly.
“Despite any setbacks, you still managed to be a great mother and human in general.”
Her face softened. “You give me too much credit.”
“I don’t bullshit. If I say something, I mean it.”
“In my business there are plenty of slick salesmen. It’s a turn-off for me. I wouldn’t have given you the time of day if you were some bullshit artist.”
“Well, damn. I figured you were attracted to my sparkling personality.”
“I have a feeling your personality only needs a bit of polishing to get it back to where it was before—” She sucked in a breath.
Before…
The day that divided his life to the time before and the time after.
Before this evening got derailed, they needed to end this line of conversation and get back to business. He didn’t want thoughts of one woman in his head while another stood before him.
That wasn’t fair to Liyah. She deserved all his attention.
When she moved, it yanked him out of his head and back to her bedroom.
With a smile and her confidence back, she kept walking backwards away from him. When her legs bumped into the foot of the bed, she crooked a finger at him, beckoning him to follow.
He continued to stroke his cock as he closed in on her, but right before he reached where she stood, she climbed onto the mattress and continued to scramble backwards toward the headboard.
As he followed her onto the bed, he dragged his fingers along her smooth, soft skin, starting at the tips of her toes, up her calves, over her knees, along her thighs…
“Wider,” he urged.
He didn’t have to repeat himself. She didn’t hesitate to spread her legs, giving him plenty of room for what he planned next.
After dropping to his stomach, he brushed his nose over the patch of hair above her pussy, then he lightly touched the tip of his tongue to her clit.
Her breath caught.
Then he dove in like a man lost in the desert for a week without a drop of water.
She was his water.
Maybe even his lifeline.
She was what he needed exactly when he needed it.
As much as his brothers wanted to help him, they couldn’t.
As much as his therapist should be able to help him, he couldn’t.
Deep down Nox knew… This woman was the one capable of putting him on the path to healing.
Simply by being herself.
When he dragged his tongue down between her slick folds, she stroked his hair. When he drew it back up and swirled it around her swollen clit, her nails dug into his scalp. Her hips hopped off the bed when he scraped his teeth over the sensitive nub.
And when he plunged a couple of fingers inside her and sucked on that clit, she jammed her pussy right into his face.
He loved every fucking second of it.
He couldn’t eat her fast enough. He couldn’t get enough of her.
She was sweet. Tangy. Delicious.
When she slammed her hand on the mattress, he almost jumped out of his skin. His heart tumbled a few times but quickly settled once he realized it wasn’t a threat.
As long as it wasn’t her father busting in the door, he was good. The hell if he wanted to go head-to-head with that man, especially while naked.
It hit him then… He was about to turn forty and was worrying about a father catching them in the act.