Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Swallowing hard, I moved my hands to his shoulders and stepped out of my pants. Preston stood up and set my pants on a chair, his eyes never leaving mine. I’d never experienced such powerful emotions before. Not even with Trey. The way Preston looked at me, it was as if I was his entire world.
I jumped when he moved his hands to my hips, touching my bare skin. Lifting my shirt up, he pulled it over my head and tossed it over onto my pants. Inhaling a deep breath, I tried like hell to calm my breathing down as Preston’s eyes fell to my pink and white polka-dot bra.
Closing his eyes tightly, Preston opened them again and gave me the sweetest smile. Reaching down, he picked me up again. His hands on my bare skin caused electricity to rip through my body as he moved and placed me on his bed. Reaching down, he went to cover me up when I grabbed his arm. It wasn’t lost on me that he sucked in a breath when I touched him.
My eyes pleaded with him as I said, “Please, Preston. I don’t want to be alone.”
Preston’s muscles went rigid as he stared at me with an incredulous look. Slowly standing up, Preston reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head. Biting my lip, I contained the moan I wanted to let out when I looked at his broad, muscular chest. My eyes moved down to a set of perfect six-pack abs. And I mean perfect, like if you looked up “six-pack abs” in the dictionary, there’d be a picture of Preston’s abs.
Preston slowly unbuttoned his pants as I felt my whole body flush. Dear God, please let him be commando.
Closing my eyes, I attempted to calm my betraying body down. Harmony, stop this now. Commando would be very, very bad. Peeking through barely open eyes, I watched as Preston pushed his pants down to reveal a pair of boxer briefs.
Oh. My. God. So much sexier than commando. Moving over, I made room for Preston as he slipped under the covers. Rolling over on my side, I prayed he would spoon me and hold me in his arms. I could hear him taking in a few deep breaths before he finally turned and pulled me into his body, noticeably keeping me away from his lower section.
Tingles raced over my skin as I felt myself melt into his body and relax completely.
“Is that better, Harmony?” Preston whispered against my hair.
It felt as if I was home in more than one way. “Yes, Preston,” I whispered before closing my eyes. Sleep was upon me within seconds.
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My eyes slowly opened as I let them adjust to the sun. I had no idea what time it was. All I knew was that I had slept through the night with no nightmares. My body felt relaxed and my mind was totally clear. It was then that I noticed my fingers lightly moving up and down Preston’s arm. He was still holding me the exact same way he had been when I fell asleep.
Smiling slightly, I closed my eyes and wondered what it would be like to wake up like this every morning in Preston’s arms. Of course, it was hard not to notice his hard-on pressed against me.
Opening my eyes, I gazed out the window and thought about Trey. I had loved him, but I always knew I wasn’t in love with him. I knew he felt the same way about me. The only reason we were even together was because of TJ. It still hurt that he had cheated on me though; that he didn’t feel like our marriage was worth the effort.
Pushing those thoughts from my mind, I thought about Preston. His smile did things to me that I didn’t want to admit to. His touch sent bolts of lightning racing through my body. No one had ever had that kind of effect on me. Not even Trey.
Then there was his laugh. Goodness, the man had a laugh that moved through my body like silk over my skin.
Of course, I couldn’t forget about the man’s body. That fine-ass body of his. He was built perfectly. Not too big, but big enough to make a girl’s body melt when he undressed in front of her. Abs that had you dreaming of running your tongue along them. An ass that…oh dear God. Stop thinking about his body, Harmony! I fought the urge to rub my ass against him.
Could I risk opening my heart up to him? What if he hurt me? Was I even ready to let someone else into my heart when I still felt like I was trying to find myself again? Something was missing…and I needed to find it before I could open my heart up to love again.