Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“I’m-I’m-I’m-”
“Cumming,” I finish for her, and she does exactly that. At first it’s a soft moan, but when the climax hits her, she screams with pleasure.
We’ve been alone for so many days that I haven’t really thought about how loud we are when we’ve made love. The house has been empty, so we get to be as loud as we want, but here in this small space where anyone walking by could hear us is not ideal.
The good thing is, my own orgasm is bearing down on me so I don’t give a shit. I thrust hard one last time and groan with pleasure. My cock pulses as I pump cum in her pussy and cling to her as tightly as possible.
“Fuck, I needed that.” I’m panting as I bury my face in her neck and then lick the beads of sweat off her.
“You said that in the garage before we left the house.” Abbie giggles but makes no move to pull away.
“When this is over, I’m not letting you out of bed,” I say, and this time when we kiss, it’s tender and slow.
“Deal,” she agrees when I pull back. “Think you can walk out there without making men feel inferior?”
“What?” I’m confused until she glances down at my cock that’s still hard and buried inside her. “Oh, yeah, let me get this under control.”
It takes me longer than necessary to get my cock to go down, but I have to force myself not to look at Abbie, and then I have to tell her not to look at me. We laugh through most of it, and I can’t help but think how much I love everything about her. When I’m with Abbie, I can be silly and fun because she brings out the best in me. I’m happier, lighter, and a better man because of her. And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life loving her.
Chapter Thirteen
ABBIE
It wasn't until we got to the convention and I saw everyone that it really hit me how much I’ve missed all this and being a part of the world. Even when online. In my head I kept telling myself I was fine, but being here is a giant reminder that this is my world. I belong here.
“Are you good?” Spencer tugs at the top of my dress, straightening the material.
The man is always fussing over me, and I love it. Hell, I love him, but it’s hard for me to say the words. They weren't tossed around my house as they should have been when I was growing up. When you love people, those words should flow, but I might have a tingle of rejection still in the back of my mind.
“I mean, we haven’t seen Geoff yet, but I’m good right now.” He’ll be here. I’m sure of that. No way he’d miss an opportunity for people to see him and stroke his ego. I never cheer for a person's downfall, but I have no sympathy for this man.
“That’s all that matters,” Spencer says before pressing his mouth to mine in a tender kiss.
“This world has kind of become my makeshift family, you know? Or I’ve been using it to fill that void,” I admit to Spencer.
Now that I’ve had some time away, a lot of things are becoming clearer to me. Not only that, but today when I took my time getting ready and becoming Delphine, it was different. Delphine is able to be who she is without fear of what others think. She was a character, but the truth is, she’s still a big part of me. The part I keep tucked away because I’ve been told it’s too much.
Spencer has shown me that I’m perfect as I am. All the parts of me. With him, I have the freedom to express myself without worrying about criticism or negative reactions. The man adores me and can’t get enough. It’s a freeing feeling to have that in my life.
One of Spencer’s hands shifts, and he brushes it over my stomach. I think about all the times he came inside me and how having a family could become a reality sooner than later. I know in the heat of the moment he says dirty things, but it was never one-sided either, and I welcomed it every time.
“I can understand making your own family. It’s always been me and Scout since as far back as I can remember.” He doesn't talk much about his family. If anything, he talks about Landon and Gideon like they are his brothers.
"Scout!" I squeak. "I’m supposed to meet up with her." She's been the one number I saved to my new phone, and we have been texting nonstop. She’s also extra petty and isn’t too happy with Geoff either.
Scout is a fun time and always has a way of making me laugh. She puts on a hard shell, but I’ve gotten in there a little, and it's all marshmallow. It's going to take a strong man without an ego to get to her heart, but hey, any man worthy of her should have to work for it.