Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“I just want to look at you.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders and holds on tight. The water splashes against my back as I kiss her once and then again.
“I don’t know how long I can let you do that.” I honestly don’t. She feels so good wrapped around my cock. Leaning forward to kiss her again, I almost call her jailbird. But after tonight, I don’t think I could ever call her that again. She’s only my little bird now. Now and forevermore.
I peer down at her in my arms. Ella’s hair is beautiful like this, with wet strands in her face. Her cheeks are rosy from the heat of the shower, and her body … Well, I’ll never want for anything with her.
“Tell me it’s going to be okay?” she asks although it’s spoken like a demand.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” I tell her, not because I’m trying to convince her. Because I believe it so strongly. We have nothing to worry about.
“I feel safe with you,” she says and then a smile slips onto those gorgeous lips. “I guess that’s always been true. Did you feel it too, even all the way back in that courtroom? That first day?”
It’s true. “Yes,” I say, then kiss her. “And that feeling is going to last until the end of our lives.” I thrust up once and kiss the crook of her neck.
Ella grinds down onto me again arching her back, tipping her head back, and I let out a groan. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”
My balls draw up and my toes curl from the pleasure that brings me right to the edge. I push her back against the shower and fuck her mercilessly.
Ella tips her head forward and looks into my eyes as she moans. There’s no deeper connection than this. Her breathing quickens and she pleads my name in a way that makes me pause, buried deep inside of her.
“Are you okay?” I murmur, barely keeping my voice in check. My body shakes with the need to come but I won’t do it until Ella comes too. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” she gasps. “I’m just … I love you, Z.”
“I love you too.” I kiss her deeply as I fuck her with a primitive need.
She comes with a gasp and a cry that turns into a moan. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
ELLA
A handful of months can make quite the difference. Crossing my ankles as I sit on the sofa in my blue room, I’m feeling especially thankful for the lit gas fireplace with its blue flames. Outside, snow is just starting to fall.
I remember the first time these men came into this room and took hold of my life. It feels like a lifetime ago. Here we are in nearly the same positions, but everything has changed.
“There we are,” Kam states firmly, clicking the end of the pen and handing the signed paper to Cade who checks it over and then signs himself.
“Is that the last of them?” Z asks from my right, an arm around my shoulders possessively. I lean into him and rest my head on his shoulder. I could hardly sleep last night and I know the moment the papers are scanned and filed and everyone leaves this room, I’m going to sleep soundly.
“It’s the last of what he wanted to see, yes.”
“There won’t even be a hearing?” I question.
“Not in person,” Kam tells me. “The judge said that with everyone in agreement it’s as simple as dotting the I’s and crossing the T’s.”
I don’t dare smile, although one begs to appear as Z kisses my temple.
“I would say get a room, but we all know you two consider the entire house your room,” Cade mutters as he stacks the papers and taps them on the coffee table to organize them neatly.
His comment forces me to smirk and the other men chuckle lightly. I bury my hands in my oversized cream sweater and bring my knees up to my chest. All the while, leaning against Z.
“If you’re ever not okay, you know you can call me,” Damon says from where he stands to the right of the fireplace.
“Me too,” Cade says and I’m caught off guard. I look up at him, hoping there’s never a reason we would need The Firm. “He can be an ass sometimes. You can call me, I’ll kick his ass for you,” he jokes.
A laugh bubbles up but it’s muted. I appreciate the lightheartedness but it just hasn’t hit home yet.
“You’re tense, Ella. Loosen up, babe. You’re free today. Now you could tell me to get out and I’d actually have to listen.” Kam smiles a boyish grin. “Not that I’m going to listen, but you could do it.”
At that Zander laughs a deep, rough chuckle that shakes me gently.