Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
James’ growls and groans get deeper. His look and the tension in his body make him feel and look superhuman.
“I’m going to make you mine, Jasmine,” he rasps, only adding to my insane need for him to be inside me.
“But I need you to understand,” he explains calmly but firmly. “I’m going to put a baby in you. This is a forever deal. I only want it if you want it as much as I do.”
I’m past begging for it now with honey like that dripping from his mouth. This girl wants it, and she wants it now.
Call it whatever you want, hormones, or just plain common sense. When a man like James gives you the forever speech, even if it is your first time, you know you’re never going to get that offer again, and you say yes.
There’s no reason to say no. What man could even try to take his place?
I’ve never thought about kids, but a baby… with James?
“You better not be kidding me,” I tell him, surprising myself but making James grin ear to ear as he stands up, only so he can undress. He grins wider, watching me watch him for a change.
At first, he’s tearing at his suit, itching to get naked. Keeping the delicious tension of anticipation going, he urges me with his chin to do what he’s doing.
“Take off your top,” he murmurs, loosening his tie. Keeping my eyes on his, I have no problem lifting my top over my head and unhooking my bra. James’ hand goes straight to his zipper as he orders me to open my legs and commands me to play with my tits for him.
“Mmm,” he growls, stroking the swollen head of his cock through his pants, making me feel like going cross-eyed again already.
My teeth are etching a pair of valleys on my lower lip. My whimpering breath makes me feel like I could…
“Feel that little pussy of yours,” he coos.
“Touch yourself for me, Jasmine. Show me that little pussy getting so wet I can see my face in it,” he orders me.
Both my hands shoot south as if his eyes have them on strings.
I open myself for him, feeling myself properly for the first time ever. Every low groan and growl from James only makes me want to show him more.
His jaw clenches, and all that control he’s had for so long is slipping along with his zipper.
I feel my eyes widen, and two of my own fingers shamelessly start to fuck myself as I watch James free his towering erection from his pants. His head rolls back with a deep moan before his penetrating eyes snap back to mine.
“James,” I whisper, needing him so much it hurts inside, but able to see now why he wants my little virgin pussy to be ready.
He’s got it all. Put it that way.
And I’m not just talking about the house, car, and money.
I mean. The man. Has. It. All.
And everywhere that counts!
He’s pleased with my reaction as I begin to whimper again, my fingers thick with my essence.
James’ own precome is pouring from his swollen helm like a gossamer thread, pulling my insides closer to it with every second I stare open-mouthed.
“I… I want it, James,” I gasp, my head starting to shake and my whole body quivering. “I need it!” As if I’ll go mad if he doesn’t put that beautiful thick dick inside me.
“Take me… put a baby in me. But James… just… fuck me… pleeeaaassse,” I finally beg him, but he doesn’t want me to beg. He just wants to be sure I’m sure.
Yeah, I’ll be the first to admit I might not be in the best frame of mind right now to make lifelong decisions. However, in my heart of hearts, in my soul, I know James is the one. This is my one and only chance to make two lonely people happy forever.
In a single movement, he leans down and scoops me up.
“Not on the couch,” he rumbles as if he’s scolding himself for even thinking it.
“I’ll give you the guided tour of our bed,” he says in answer to my puzzled look that’s got more climax than questions in it right now.
That thick erection of his prods my rump with each firm step he takes across the stadium-sized penthouse, but we could be anywhere, and it would feel the same. Anywhere and anything with James is perfect.
I thought anything that made you feel this good was supposed to be bad for you.
Ha!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
James
I think we’re good on the “she might be interested in me” angle, and a virgin to boot. Who wants this more than me?
No.
Needs this more than me.
Jasmine and I don’t just want to be here. It’s a pressing need, and I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.