Shattered Vows (The Denton Family Legacy 2)

Harper was the virgin, and at times she wished she wasn’t. She wanted him in ways that a virgin shouldn’t want a man, and yet she did. There were nights she lay in bed, wondering what he was doing, what he was thinking. Harper hadn’t been comfortable sharing a bed, so they slept in two separate ones.

“There are things you’re going to have to let me know you’re ready for.”

“Why haven’t you just taken what you wanted?”

“And make you hate me? I intend for us to be married a long time. For that to happen, I want you to love me, Harp.”

“What about you loving me?” she asked.

“What makes you think I don’t already?”

She gasped. What was she supposed to say to that?

Abel was always saying things that completely confused her, and took her by surprise. Licking her lips, she reached out, taking hold of his shirt, and bunching it up in her first. Going onto her tiptoes, she kissed his lips. It was quick, short, and that simple touch had her so wet.

Stepping back, she looked at him.

“You can do better than that,” he said.

“Teach me.”

“You want me to teach you how to kiss?”

“You clearly don’t like the way I do it.”

Harper gasped as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him. His hands gripped her ass, much in the same way that he had done at the nightclub in the casino. “You’re perfect.”

He slammed his lips down on hers, and all thought fled her mind as he melted her to the spot. Abel ran his tongue across her bottom lip, seeking entry, and she gave it to him, without a second thought. This was what scared her as well. With the simple touch of his hands, he seemed to be able to hypnotize her. There was no other thought to her, other than what he was doing. She never wanted him to let go, and never had she known someone to have that kind of power over another person.

His hands moved from her ass, gliding up her back to sink into her hair, holding her close. Her pussy was on fire. Instead of pushing him away like she always did throughout her entire life, she gripped him even harder against her. The hard ridge of his cock pushed against her stomach, and she wanted him.

Abel pulled away first. “Damn, babe, you’re making it hard for me right now. I want you.”

“I’ve never felt like this before.” She rested against his neck, breathing in his scent. Within three weeks she had gone from being completely oblivious to the opposite sex, to married and begging for it.

“Have you ever fooled around with someone?” he asked.

“No. I’ve done nothing.”

“Trust me?”

She nodded. Yes, she trusted him. It probably made her a fool, but she didn’t care.

One of his hands moved from her hair, gliding down her body to cup her breast. The thin crop top she wore didn’t hide anything. Her nipple tightened, and she bit her lip to keep her moan to herself.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“So good. Please don’t stop.”

He stroked her nipple, gliding his fingers across the tip. “You’re sensitive.” Abel stopped touching her, moving back up to finger the strap of her shir

t. “Absolute trust. You can stop this at any time, okay?”

“Yes.”

He slowly pulled the strap of her shirt down her arms, along with the strap of her bra. She held her breath as it moved beneath her breast. Abel kept his gaze on her, never once looking down at her chest.

One more kiss, and his lips caressed down her neck, going to her exposed breast.