Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Three years ago, I met the love of my life and all my dreams have come true since that day.
I turn on the alarm and rush up the stairs to the private office we built on the second floor of our extra garage.
Three years ago, we found out we were pregnant a few shows before the end of the Soul Obsession tour and decided to build a new home next to the small cabin Asher owned in Midnight Falls, Texas.
We thought long and hard about everything we wanted in our new home before finally deciding on the final design. Asher wanted seven bedrooms for all the kids he plans on having, and I wanted an office that is separate from the main residence.
In the end, we compromised and built the office above the garage next to a guest suite we can use when we have visitors, and Asher got five bedrooms. We’re still negotiating on the kids since Ashlynne is already a handful.
Plus, we’ve spent the last two years working on our combined pen name, B. A. Reilly. Our first book, Rocked Heart, became an instant bestseller, and we’ve somehow managed to release the next two books in the series all while moving into our new home and keeping up with our very busy toddler.
To make things work, we came up with a workweek schedule that we stick to pretty religiously. We each work two days in the office while the other person spends the day with Ashlynne. Asher writes the love scenes and romantic stuff while I come up with all the drama and action.
“Knock, knock.” I stick my head in the office door. “Am I interrupting?” Hopefully, I’m catching him in the middle of writing a juicy scene. That always “motivates” him to do research, and I freaking love his method of research.
“Get your gorgeous ass in here, Aphrodite.” Asher looks up from the computer screen and points at his lap. “I’m about to write the foreplay scene, and I need to do a little hands-on research.” Bingo.
I walk over and drop down onto my husband’s lap. “Oooh. My favorite part of the writing process.” As he wraps his arms around me, his hardness presses into my rear-end, causing my mind to go blank.
“Mine, too. Please tell me Ashlynne is down for a nap.” I nod as he slides his warm hand up under my sweatshirt and gives my braless boob a squeeze before rolling my sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He reaches over and turns on the video monitor on his computer that shows Ashlynne sleeping soundly in her bed. “Life doesn’t get any better than this.”
His words remind me of why I’m up here interrupting his workday. “Mavis called.” I sigh as he tweaks my nipple. “We got the deal.”
“Then we need to celebrate.” His talented fingers cause my blood to heat as he slides one hand into my yoga pants and finds my wet center. I melt against his muscular chest as he slides one finger deep into my wet core.
“I love you.” I sigh and melt into his touch.
“I love you, too, Aphrodite.” He nibbles on the back of my neck, sending electricity shooting down my spine. “You’re the piece of the puzzle that makes everything fit together.”
“Ditto.” I’m more “get the point across quickly” while he’s the wordy one, but our two styles work perfectly together.
“Ashlynne won’t be down long,” I remind my husband as he takes his time driving me wild.
“Are you telling me to hurry up?”
“Yes. Get your rear in gear.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice, Aphrodite.” He lifts me against his chest and walks over to set me on the leather sofa before walking over to lock the door. I don’t waste a second ripping away my yoga pants and t-shirt, thankful I didn’t waste the time putting on a bra or underwear this morning.
Asher slowly undresses as he makes his way to me, causing my heart rate to spike. He drops to his knees between my legs and pulls me to the edge of the sofa. “Hold on, little goddess, while I blow your mind.”
I lie back against the soft sofa and dig my nails into his thick hair as he runs his tongue up my wet center. It doesn’t take long before his talented lips and tongue send a climax soaring through me.