Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“It’s time,” I growl, reaching down and palming her wetness. “I can feel it. Your body is ready for our future, Hallie.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Hallie
Hayden’s hands tear at his clothes, but he never looks away from me. Even as he pulls his shirt over his head, he’s staring once he tosses it away.
Then he steps forward, naked, and I’m left to wonder just what the hell I’m going to do with that.
His manhood is huge, far bigger than I guessed it would be. It’s thick and long and looks so big I can’t believe I’m going to take it.
Hayden moves even closer, looming over me with his huge muscular body on display. His chest muscles are massive, his abs a flat sheet of solid muscle, the gradations of his powerful belly clearly visible.
I instinctively wriggle up the bed as he climbs on top of me.
His manhood brushes the inside of my bare leg, solid steel, telling me I made the right choice in wearing this outfit…lingerie gifted to me last year, by a sort of friend, as a sort of joke.
But there’s nothing funny about the way Hayden stares at me as he rears back, holding himself up one-handed.
I whimper as lust shimmers over me, his hand darting down, pulling at my bra.
My breasts spill free, and miraculously, there isn’t that moment, that doubt….
Is he going to like me?
He does. I can see it. More than like me.
He groans and leans down, taking my nipple in his mouth. My hands move instinctively over his naked shoulders, my fingernails pressing against his unyielding flesh.
My nipple buzzes, shimmering, my belly goes tight, and the sensation swells.
He lets go and rears back again, staring down, his lips smeared swollen from our kissing, from his attention to my nipple…and from when he did between my legs, licking like crazy.
“Are you ready?” he says, voice gruff.
“Yes,” I whimper, though I’m not sure, can’t be.
How can I know if I’m ready for something I’ve never done?
But my body feels ready, my sex buzzing, my clit tantalizingly sore from the closeness.
“Yes,” I say again, staring right into his eyes.
I am ready.
For the future, for children… and for the pleasure that’s going to make it all possible.
“You better be,” he growls, reaching down and guiding his manhood to my entrance.
He moves his engorged shaft up and down, stroking over my wetness, and then up to my clit where he applies pressure. I shiver, my center feeling like there’s a warm vibrating core inside it, screaming at me, telling me I need his cock.
It’s the future, destiny, the crush that led me to my man.
Then he returns to my sex, pushing inside of me.
I squeeze my eyes shut as a new feeling washes over me.
He pushes deeper and deeper, his huge cock the only thing I can feel, certain I’m not going to be able to take it.
Then his lips are on mine, kissing gently.
I keep my eyes closed, sinking into the kiss, focusing on that instead of the importance of what we’re doing, the foolish beautiful fact of it.
“It’s okay,” he whispers. “Your horny… virgin… pussy needs this.”
“Yes,” I say, as my pussy goes tight, clinging onto him, and I wonder if there’s any way we can make this work.
“I can’t wait to be your husband,” he says, voice gruff and yet full of passion. “I can’t wait to be a…a family.”
He pushes in even deeper, then stops, buried all the way.
“Me…neither,” I whimper, wondering if this is how it’s supposed to feel.
There’s none of the pleasure I hoped for, just the sheer physical fact of his size.
We stay like that for a time, kissing, his cock buried deep.
When he begins to move slowly out, I feel the first whispers of it, a warm feeling flowing through me.
It’s like it comes from the tip of his massive manhood, a balm that replaces the uncertainty and blots out the doubts.
It gets more intense when he slides all the way out and then back in. It’s like there’s a trigger inside of me, and only my man’s massive dick knows how to pull it to make my body tingly and warm like this.
“Yes,” I moan louder when he pushes in again, faster this time, bringing more of that heavenly feeling. “Yes, yes, yes….”
He leans down and buries his face in my neck, kissing me, his breath hot making my skin tingle all over. I wrap my arms around him and feel the broadness of his back, the protective strength of it, knowing he’s never going to let anything happen to me, to us.
To our family.
It’s like that thought triggers something in me.
My core sings out in pure ecstasy, and my pussy rushes with captivating warmth, my lips sore but in the best way.
I begin to move my hips in time with his thrusts.