Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Finally, her slit is wrapped tightly around the base of my dick. I hold it there, feeling her heat, feeling her neediness. She blinks up at me. For a second, I think she’s going to tell me to stop, but then her lips twitch captivatingly.
“I told you,” I say fiercely. “You’re going to take every inch. Every. Single. One.”
She reaches up and digs her fingernails into my shoulders. I can read the passion easily. It’s moving through her like an earthquake, changing her, changing us both.
“Y-yes,” she whimpers. “Oh… my… yes.”
I slide my dick out. When my tip slips out of her, she moans in the neediest way. I push inside again, savoring every inch, feeling her deepest parts, her most intimate parts. We’re as close as two people can get, melting together. The moment I saw her, I knew it was leading here. My dick balls-deep in her tight slit. The future is calling to us.
Slipping out again, I drive harder, faster. The mattress makes a whining noise. My woman starts to move with me, her hands pushing her breasts together.
“Yes,” I groan. “Fuck. Rub those nipples, too.”
“Like this?”
My body keeps trying to end this early. When she gently pinches and pulls on her nipples, the tip of my cock bulges. The pressure is so damn intense. Still, I keep fucking her faster, more frantically. She bounces in time with me, her mouth open, that shocked look in her virgin eyes. No, not a virgin. Not anymore.
She applies more pressure. I feel her guiding her curvy hips down my dick, stroking me with her hole. She lets her nipples go and grabs onto my arms, rocking with me. I push so deep, so hard. I’m stretching her horny hole. She gasps and bounces even more.
“Oh, oh, fuck,” I groan. “You better come on my dick soon. I need to see it. See your cream. My perfect… singing… angel…”
I shudder between the words, struggling to maintain control. She bites her lip. Fuck, I almost do it, but I need to feel her creaming on my dick first. I need to see her soak my hard cock, so I can’t even see my skin, just her cream.
She bounces up and down like she already knows how to please her man. It’s all instinct. She doesn’t have to think about it any more than I have to think about it. We can listen to the voices inside us that started shouting the second we saw each other.
I lie on top of her, feeling her tits against my chest, her belly against mine, curvy as the rest of her, ready for a baby. “I love you so fucking much,” I moan in her ear.
She gasps, then kisses me. We’re moving so fast, it’s more like she rubs her mouth across my cheek. “I love you too. I… love… you.”
We both gasp at the same time. Seed surges up my shaft. It’s like a wave of lava bursting out of me. I’ve never felt something this intense. In all those long, gray hours at my desk, I never dreamed I’d feel something filled with so much passion. My singing angel. The future mother of my children.
I’m emptying myself into her tight, fertile body. I’m filling her slit right up. She’s pulsing around me, massaging my dick, sending thick cream down my length. I turn and try to kiss her. Our teeth click together. She laughs, and I know I’ll never forget the sound. That laugh. Full of excitement and love and a readiness for adventure.
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I knew it the second I saw her, but now it’s like our bodies are fusing together. How the hell is a cold bastard like me thinking something like that? She’s changed me. I’ll never be able to go back to being the man I was before.
Her laugh turns into another moan when her pussy shudders one last time. It’s like she’s caressing the last of my seed out of me. I collapse atop her, kissing her cheek, then bite down on her shoulder softly.
She pushes me gently. I roll onto the bed and immediately wrap my arm around her, kissing the top of her head, savoring her scent, just savoring her. Everything about her is so damn perfect.
“Did you mean it?” she whispers.
“I.” I kiss her. “Love.” Again. “You.” And again.
She squeezes onto my side and pulls herself against me. I hold her even tighter. Nothing could make me let go: no gang war, no blackmail, no cheating, no temptation, nothing. She’s my woman, the only person in this goddamn world I ever want to be with.
She sniffles from beside me, sobbing quietly. That’s when I realize I’m talking aloud. “My woman,” I repeat. “I mean it. I never want anybody else.”