Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
The sound of flesh meeting flesh as our bodies slapped together rang out in the room, and I was so deep in her I knew I had to be hurting her somehow, but she wouldn’t let me stop. She didn’t say anything, but her arms found their way around us and gripped my ass hard, pulling me deeper into her.
I gave her what she wanted until we came together in a blinding rush of sexual bliss. It felt like I was cumming for a long time, and in the end, I had no strength left. I lost my sense of time and place again for a few seconds, and when I came back to my senses, her fingers were playing in my sweat-drenched hair.
I lifted my chest up off her so she could breathe. “Now feed me!” That’s what she said to me. I feel so used. My eyes fell to her heaving chest, and I leaned down and nipped one of her nipples with my teeth.
“Not yet. I’m not done fucking you yet.” I didn’t even have to pull out because my dick never went down. I rocked into her while keeping our eyes locked, and she was right there with me. This time, I lasted much longer, and there was a lot more kissing and touching.
It was just as intense, if not more, but there was more soft gentleness as I held her close and poured my seed into her. When we were both spent, I eased my cock out of her as gently as I could until it plopped out of her, already shrunken to half its size but still not fully soft. I guess that’s going to be my new normal.
I rang through and ordered lunch to be served while we got cleaned up and went back to our seats. She was walking a bit on her toes, which I knew meant I had hurt her again, but there were no complaints. I’d packed the numbing cream but didn’t think to leave it in our carry-on. I didn’t know I was going to lose my shit and fuck her into the ether.
I noticed she brought out her devices as soon as we sat down and lunch was served, and figured she was ready to rumble. “What are you doing?” She had the same setup as before. Laptop, phone, and tablet all spread out in front of her. Her eyes were clear, and you couldn’t tell that she’d been selectively mute for the past twenty-four hours.
She dipped her fry in ketchup and mayo, gross, then popped it in her mouth before looking at me with a grin on her face. “Stuff!” Why is she so fucking adorable? Because of that grin, I didn’t care if she was about to start a world war; I’m on her side.
“What kind of stuff?” I cut a piece of salmon and held my fork out to her. She opened her mouth and sneered at the taste of the fish. Her southern palate leaves much to be desired. If it was up to her, she’d eat steak, potatoes, and BBQ every day with a side of French fries.
I’m not sure how she’s kept her body so perfect because she doesn’t like exercise, from what I’ve seen. She’s tiny, like her Mom, while her brothers are all tall and built like their Dad. Good genes I hope she passes on to our daughters. Speaking of daughters.
“Baby, are you on birth control?” She seemed to have to think over my words, and then her eyes widened before going back to normal.
“No, but we’re fine. I don’t think I can have babies, honestly.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I’ve been having sex for four years, and it never happened. I mean, I used protection ninety-nine percent of the time, but… I don’t want to talk about it, okay?” Fine; for a minute there, I was beginning to think she didn’t understand the birds and the bees, but now I know she just diverts when she doesn’t want to face the facts.
“Fine, we won’t talk about it.” I married a crazy person. “I’ll just wake you up after the baby is born.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“I want to breed you on our honeymoon if you’re not already. So, are you on birth control?”
“No, I was, but I stopped after that night. Dammit!” Here we go. I smoothly cut into my fish, and she popped another fry in her mouth rather aggressively, which I chose to ignore. She didn’t realize but I was gauging where her mindset was at. At least, that was part of it. The other part I was very serious about.
She was no longer hurt, as her brothers had said, but she didn’t seem mad either; I don’t know what the hell she was. I wasn’t sure if I should bring it up or not, but as much as I didn’t want her to fall back into that almost catatonic state, I didn’t want there to be anything we couldn’t discuss with each other.