Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
“Thank you,” he said, running his thumb over my cheekbone. “Thank you. You don’t know what you’ve just given me.” The tears started flowing out of my eyes, and he wiped them away. “No more tears, babe. That’s done.”
“Blame it on the hormones,” I said, laughing through my sniffles.
“Right,” he said, picking me up so that he could put me on the counter of the island. “We need to discuss that. You can’t actually think that I would let you walk away from me, do you?”
“Have you thought this through, though—”
He kissed me again, swallowing one of my tears as it slid into his mouth. “I was going to ask you to stay before you were even taken. I decided a while ago that I wanted you around for good. Now I have even more of a reason.” His eyes got wide, and I had a sudden vision of the baby we’d have, with his eyes and his huge heart. “Let’s do this, Macy. Stay here, with me. Let me give you everything you need.”
I swallowed and nodded. “Okay.”
We kissed again before he rested his forehead against mine. “I guess you should go get your stuff from your apartment.”
I thought of the bag in my car. “Actually…”
29
DILLON
When I woke up, Macy’s softness pressed against me, stimulating my already impressive hard-on to new levels, I squeezed her tighter against me, the way I always did, and looked around the room.
It was funny how so much had changed in the last few weeks and, at the same time, nothing was different. We were still living as we had over the last month, but there was the intimacy of permanence that had settled in since she’d put in her notice at her apartment complex and started bringing all of her stuff up here.
I loved seeing her things in my room, the little reminders that my home now belonged to someone else, as I’d long ago concluded would never happen for me, since I’d assumed that I would never be able to open myself up enough to someone in order to sleep with them again, much less fall in love for the first time.
I needed her, and I decided to show her how much in the way that had always come easily to us. Turning her onto her back gently so that she didn’t wake up at the contact, I ducked down under the sheets so that my head came up right between her legs. I breathed deeply, taking in that seductive smell that took me over every time I breathed it in, and parted her legs under me so that I got a better angle.
Macy was a deep sleeper, and even when I started waking her up, it took a lot to actually get her up, but I knew what I was doing. I’d gotten to know her body so well over the last month or so that I barely had to try in order to get her to come.
No—the greater challenge had become delaying her orgasm as long as I could.
I started kissing my way up her thigh, dragging my cheek along the smooth skin along her inner thigh and watching the color rise in response as I heard her groans from above me, and I knew I was succeeding.
“Wake up, Mace,” I crooned as I moved up her body, finally coming level with her pussy. She was already damp, the little curls that adorned her dewy with moisture. I brought my fingers up and stroked the pad of my index finger along the pink folds, watching them open as I turned her on more and more.
The throaty moan that emerged from her was like a match to tinder, and after that, I couldn’t resist anymore. I leaned down and pressed my tongue to the bud that was standing, ready for my attention.
“Oh, God,” I heard her say as she reached down, running her fingers through my hair. “Oh, my God.”
I grinned into her skin as I continued dragging my tongue up and down the edge of her pussy, finally bringing my finger to her entrance and slipping it inside of her. She moaned as I started moving it, adding another finger so that I filled her tight, perfect cunt to the brim. I crooked them up, as if I were beckoning someone forward, and I could feel the sounds that she was making change as I started to stroke that essential spot inside of her.
I added a third finger to the others as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit, devouring her as she continued to leak out against my fingers.
Now, her breathing changed also, and it got shallower and shallower as I continued to move my fingers. The muscles of her pussy started to clench around my fingers, and I knew that she was close.