Chasing You (Chasing #1) Read Online Ella Goode

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Chasing Series by Ella Goode
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
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“It was never your fault.” Rosie reaches out to grab Brittany’s hand.

“I know that now, but at the time, when the chief of police is washing his hands in your kitchen sink—the same hands he had around your throat when you said no to him—you think maybe it was you all along.” Brittany chokes up. She waves off both Rosie and Tina, who try to hug her, and shoots a narrow-eyed glare toward Blake. “If I had known we were making him a punching bag, I would’ve come earlier.” Then she hauls off and kicks him in the face.

“Ow, ow, ow. Fuck you!” he screams.

“Now, Brittany, I’m going to arrest you for that. We all saw it.” Mayor Finley snaps into action.

Brittany holds out her hands. “Worth. It,” she spits out.

“I’ll represent you for free.” Another woman steps forward. “I haven’t been abused by Blake, but that’s only because I’ve been busy. At the rate he’s been working his way through our good townspeople, I’m sure I would’ve eventually caught a stray fist. And you, Mayor Finley, I’m curious to know what you knew about your son’s actions and when you knew it. Perhaps you’re not fit for office.”

“Recall!” shouts Ezra. “Recall! Recall!”

Soon the entire crowd is chanting it. Mayor Finley backs away—from the people, from his son.

“Dad?” mewls the coward Blake.

Mayor Finley gives his son a tight smile. “I’ll see you at the clinic, boy. For now, I…have an appointment to attend.” He practically runs off with the shouts of recall following him all the way to his car.

I crouch down by Blake’s head. “You should run off too unless you want to get kicked in the head again by Brittany and Rosie. No one is here to protect you. You should leave and keep going until you aren’t in this town anymore. No one wants you here. You will never be welcome.” I rise and draw Emma under my arm. “Is that an ice cream truck over there? They serve mint chocolate?”

She wrinkles her nose. “Seriously? I knew you were flawed. How can you eat toothpaste?”

“Not all toothpaste has a mint flavor,” I say defensively.

“I bet you like pineapple on pizza too.”

“That’s good!”

“God, what am I getting into?” she groans.

“I know what I’m getting into later tonight.”

That remark is made a tad too loud as Frank delivers a hard slap to the back of my head. “I might tolerate the two of you together, but none of the sex talk in front of me. That’s sick and wrong.”

“Frank’s always had a delicate constitution,” I whisper loudly to Emma. “He throws up all the time.”

“I do not!” he protests.

Emma giggles, and the sound of her laughter fills the big space, washing away the ugliness. I tighten my grip around her shoulders. “I love you, you know.”

She stumbles, but I keep her upright. Her chin comes up, and instead of saying I love you back, she replies. “Of course you do. I’m a very loveable person.”

I grin back at her. “That’s my girl.”

EPILOGUE

EMMA

5 years later

“Rise and shine, sweet thing.” I moan, not only because I don’t want to get up, but his mouth is the best alarm clock that was ever created. “Swear you’re even sweeter when you’re pregnant.”

“Enjoy it because this is the last time.” I’m pretty sure I said that the time before this, but here I am knocked up again. I grip his hair in my fingers, lifting my hips to press my sex into his mouth.

“Greedy,” he manages to get out before he gives me what I want. I am greedy when it comes to my husband. In no time he has me coming. Then he flips me over onto all fours, mindful of my stomach. My body aches for him to be inside of me.

“Vincent,” I whimper as he thrusts all the way to the hilt. His thumb presses against my puckered hole as he drills in and out of me. It feels as though he’s everywhere at once.

“Clit, now,” he orders me. I do as I’m told, moving my fingers to my clit. I always do what he tells me when we’re in the bedroom.

Who am I kidding? I do it outside of the bedroom, too, but those orders are few and far between. I know when something has pushed Vincent too far, and there is a reason he’d be dishing out an order. I trust that if he’s telling me to do something, it’s for my own good.

“You’re everywhere,” I moan into the pillow. He has my body in overdrive. After all these years, nothing has changed. The man still drives my body crazy. It was like that from the moment I laid eyes on him.

“Good, I should be everywhere when it comes to my wife's body.” He presses his thumb deeper inside of me. It’s all too much. I cry out into the pillow as another orgasm washes over me. Vincent groans and comes along with me, his release spilling inside of me.



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