Trust Issues

Trust Issues

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Nov 29, 2023<5 mins
*COMPLETED* 18+ :Book 2 of 3: in #BeautyAndTheBell series. He loves her. The bearded lumberjack who saved her on his vibrating chrome of orgasms loves her. Sasha and Ricky's journey continues. After overcoming her insecurities and trauma, she can be free to love Richard Bell. Until her world gets turned upside down. Book Excerpt: Sasha returned to help Noah make plates. She was jittery and darting glances toward the hallway, looking for Ricky. "I should leave," Noah insisted with his sea glass studying her. "No, it's fine." She exhaled her nervous energy. "I'm intruding," he said and he nodded towards the bedrooms. Sasha took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. We're probably making you uncomfortable." She tried to imagine watching herself run and catapult her body onto Ricky and attempt to suck his face off. She'd want to leave too. She took a deep breath. "I would like for you to stay. But I know you've had a long week and probably miss sleeping in a real bed. At least take some food if you go." Noah nodded. "Thank you. I think that vill be best. You two need time alone." She helped him put food in a container. She felt awful. Ricky walked in and set his phone on the counter. "It smells delicious," he said. He hadn't even glanced at the food, his eyes were zeroed in on her. "I'm going to go," Noah announced, tying a bag closed. "Thank you for dinner. Velcome home, Herr Bell." He shrugged into his coat and shoes. "I'll see you on Monday, Frau Villiams," he nodded and left. "I feel bad," Sasha admitted, watching Noah's shadow move away from the frosted door. She opened a drawer to get forks. "I don't," Ricky said and he circled the counter and stood in front of her. "I've missed you." Her core heated and she looked into his eyes. "Same." The forks clattered onto the black granite countertop. There was a moment of silence. Then all exotic hell exploded when they attacked each other like rabid wolves.
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"Ian? Please. Why are you not answering me?" Lisa shouted raising her voice to probably gain his attention. "You want to know the truth?" Ian replied shifting his head away from the painting to look directly at her, staring into her eyes. While he started taking small steps in her direction. "You really want to know why we are here." He asked again still moving forward. His voice was deep and hoarse and the way he was looking at her, made her take some steps back that was until her back hit the wall. Without saying anything he leaned forward placing both of his arms around her so that she was now trapped between him and the wall. He moved his face forward directly in front of her. Lisa could feel his hot breathe on her neck as he bent forward to place his mouth on her neck, placing a tender kiss there. Lisa took a large gulp of air trying to control the tingles, she was feeling down there. "I was jealous, Lisa," He breathed out in her ears placing yet another kiss just below her earlobe. "I was jealous when you took hold of Cole's hand. I was jealous when you let that piece of shit place his hands on you. I was jealous when you danced with him. I was jealous, Lisa, very jealous." He continued as he removed his mouth from her neck, leaning forward to stare directly into her eyes. "So let me tell you the truth. I am a very possessive man, Lisa and I don't share what's mine. And when it comes to you I certainly can't control myself." He concluded as he closed the gap and placed his lips on her.

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