I find the fortune that comes with his family name a nuisance, really. I only like some of the Lancasters. Sylvie and I talk, but it hasn’t been the same after our falling out. Whit’s father comes over often. He’s completely enamored with his grandson.
Sylvia and I don’t get along whatsoever. I barely let her spend time with Augie. I don’t trust her at all, and I have my reasons.
So does Whit. He feels the same way I do.
The massive fortune doesn’t matter either because the money doesn’t make the man. Whit is special all on his own. He is my lover. My protector. My fighter. The father of my children. The man I adore more than anyone else in the world.
I can say this from a very privileged place. I’m lucky we have enough money that myself and my children never have to worry for the rest of their lives. But even if we were to lose every penny, I know Whit and I could survive, because we have each other.
“Did Monty show up for your fitting this afternoon?” Whit asks me.
I burst out laughing. “I banned him from it. I knew he would call me out for getting fat.”
The frown on Whit’s face is fierce. “You’re not fat. You’re pregnant. I should kick Monty’s ass for saying that.”
“He never said it, but I know how he thinks. Besides, to him, I’m fat. And that just wouldn’t do for the wedding day, darling.” I imitate Monty’s voice, but Whit is still scowling.
“I think you’re beautiful.” He kisses me, and it’s not as passionate this time. It’s softer. Sweeter. Just as intoxicating because these gestures are full of love. I know he mentioned spankings and wanting to be wicked with me, but lately we can’t manage it.
We fall into a lovey dovey pattern, as I call it, which secretly drives Whit crazy.
“So sweet,” I murmur against his lips as I run my fingers through his thick hair. “You can’t resist me.”
“I should growl and demand you suck my cock,” he says, his voice stern.
“Go ahead,” I tell him. “I’ll do it.”
“Call you a—” He winces. Presses his forehead against mine for a moment, a soft laugh escaping him. “It’s hard for me to call the mother of my children a pretty little whore.”
“But I am your pretty little whore, Whit,” I whisper running my hands down his back, settling them beneath the waistband of his jeans so I can grip his ass. “You can call me that. I won’t be offended.”
“You’ll be my wife in mere days.”
“And your whore forever,” I say with a laugh, which doesn’t seem to lighten his brooding whatsoever. “Go ahead. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you completely naked. On your knees with your mouth stuffed full of my cock,” he murmurs, his gaze darkening as he imagines exactly that.
I scoot off the bed, taking off my bra so my breasts pop free. I kneel on the carpet, resting my hands on my knees like an obedient servant. “Whatever you want.”
He strips himself of his clothes eagerly, until he’s sitting on the edge of the bed completely naked, his thick cock curving upward, toward the flat expanse of his belly. I reach for him, but he rests his hand over mine on his thigh, stopping me.
I frown. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just…” He smiles, and it’s sheepish. Almost bashful. “I love you so fucking much, Summer. How’d I get so lucky to find you?”
“It’s what you’ve always said.” He removes his hand from mine and I grab his erection, curling my fingers around the base of his shaft, squeezing him tightly. “We were made to be together. The stars aligned that night oh so long ago, allowing us to find each other.”
“You truly believe that?” He leans back, his hands propped on the mattress behind him as I rise up on my knees and take him into my mouth, sucking him deep. He leaks onto my tongue, the musky, slightly sour taste lingering there and I release him from between my lips, swirling my tongue around the flared head.
“I believe it with all my heart,” I tell him. “Which you own, by the way. I belong to you.”
He touches my face. Strokes my hair. Presses on the back of my head until my mouth is once more aligned with his dick. “That’s nice,” he says, his tone smug and I can’t help the soft laugh that escapes me. “Now suck.”
I do as he asks, drawing his impressive cock into my mouth. Bringing him to the brink of orgasm in mere minutes. Smiling in my knowledge that no one understands this man like I do. No one.
He’s mine.
Just like I’m his.
Playlist
“Champagne Coast” - Blood Orange
“Rebel (if I lie)” - Eli Rose
“affection” - BETWEEN FRIENDS
“Monster” - Shawn Mendes & Justin Bieber
“that way” - Tate McRae
“Bitter” - FLETCHER, Kito
“Streets” - Doja Cat
“Daddy Issues” - The Neighbourhood
“Miss Summer” - ODIE
“sex money feelings die” - Lykke Li
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Acknowledgements
THIS BOOK, you guys! It’s a monster. A beast. The never ending story. The book that never stopped. The longest one I’ve ever written! This is also the book that made Devney Perry say I might need an intervention if I couldn’t wrap it up soon. Ha! It never wanted to end!
What I’m saying is this story could’ve gone on forever like one of those sweeping sagas that were so popular in the ‘80s. Whit grabbed hold of me back in December and didn’t want to let me go. This book just flowed from my fingers but also drove me bonkers because the story is…bonkers. I hope you enjoyed it. I hope you loved Whit and Summer as much as I did. I might write a book for Sylvie. Her story is very much unfinished, don’t you think?
Thank you for reading TIWTS. I hope you enjoyed it. This book was dark, darker than my usual stuff, but I occasionally like to visit the dark side…
As usual, I want to thank everyone at Valentine PR for all that you do to make my job easier. To Brittany and Serena for the EPIC beta read notes. Hang Le for the amazing cover and Kevin Roldan for the gorgeous photo of model Zach Cox. To Rebecca and Sarah for their hard work on this book as well.
And as always, thank you to the readers, bloggers, reviewers, etc. who read my books and share them everywhere. I appreciate all the thought and care you put into your posts and reviews! It means a lot to me.