Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
He grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. I sat down on the couch as he dumped a bag on the coffee table. It had all kinds of chocolate, different candies, and all varieties of popcorn flavors. “Oh, my God, you didn’t have to do this,” I said with a small laugh. But I reached forward and grabbed a bag of M&Ms—my favorite candy.
“Oh, I didn’t?” Caiden teased. I rolled my eyes. He held up Mean Girls. “First movie,” he told me.
I grinned. “I love that movie.” I grabbed the black throw blanket off the back of the couch and covered myself up with it as Caiden got ready to put the movie in. He plopped on the couch with the remote in his hand.
“You don’t talk during movies, do you?” he asked me. “Christian likes to annoy me by doing that.”
I shook my head at him. He smiled. “Good.”
He hit play on the remote and grabbed a bag of Skittles, ripping them open.
I smiled up at Christian when he came into the house later that evening. He quickly returned the smile as he pulled his shoes off and shrugged his blazer off his shoulders. He tossed it over the arm of the recliner before he moved over to me. I leaned up and pressed my lips to his when he cupped my cheeks.
“Hi, beautiful.” He looked over at Caiden. He was passed out on the other couch, his mouth hanging open, soft snores leaving his lips. “Let me guess—sugar rush and then a crash?”
I laughed and nodded. “Yeah.” I stood up from the couch and stretched. Christian wrapped his arms around my waist. “I need a shower, but then we can order something in for dinner. How have you been feeling?”
“It got a little rough around midday,” I told him honestly. “It was a random low. I don’t know what triggered it.”
Christian pressed his lips to my forehead. “I’m proud of you for pushing through.”
“I promised you I would try,” I told him. And I would. I didn’t like breaking my promises.
He kissed me again. “One day, you’ll push through because you want to for yourself, but right now, I’m okay with being your reason.” He brushed his hand over my belly. “How’s the baby treating you?”
“No nausea yet. I have a gut feeling that it’s going to hit this evening, though.” I grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. “Shower?” I asked him.
He lightly smacked my ass. “Thought you’d never ask, beautiful.”
When we stepped into the bathroom, I slowly undid his shirt buttons and pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, revealing his perfect, muscular upper body to my eyes. I ran my lips over his chest. He released a soft sigh, his hands sliding under my shirt to grip my waist.
He pulled my shirt over my head and unclasped my bra. I let it slide down my arms until it fell to the floor at our feet. Taking a couple of steps back, I wiggled out of my leggings, pulling my panties down my legs after. His eyes were almost black as he stared down at me, his nostrils flaring. I lowered myself to my knees, licking my lips as I smiled up at him. He slid his fingers through my hair as I unfastened his belt and let his slacks drop to the floor, his briefs quickly following. Silently, he stepped out of them, kicking them to the side.
Looking up at him from beneath my lashes, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. He sharply inhaled, his hand tightening in my hair. “Ally,” he growled, his pupils blown as he stared down at me.
I licked his tip before I took him between my lips, taking him deep into the back of my throat. He growled as he lightly thrust, and I moaned. Hollowing out my cheeks, I proceeded to suck him off, watching as he closed his eyes, his head rolling back on his shoulders as he forced himself to stand still.
But I wanted him to lose himself with me.
I gripped his balls. “Fuck,” he swore as he began to thrust into my mouth, his hand tightening in my hair. “Is that what you fucking wanted?” he asked me, his eyes narrowed down at me, his voice rough.
I sucked harder, giving him my silent answer. When he came, I swallowed, though a couple of drops fell from my lips. He slid out of my mouth, his breathing heavy. I brought my hand up and used my thumb to wipe the cum off my lips, sucking it off my thumb after.
I squeaked in shock when he suddenly lifted me off the floor and sat me on the bathroom counter. He kneeled between my legs, and with a wicked smirk thrown up my way, he buried his face between my legs.