Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
“I don’t want anyone else. Only you,” I reassured him, cupping his jaw in my hands to hold him in place. I slid my nose down his until my lips hovered over his mouth. “Never anyone but you.”
His control broke, and his fingers dug into my hips as he pounded up into me. I met him thrust for thrust, nipping at his bottom lip with my teeth while I rode him. My knees were clenched into his sides, my heels were probably jabbing him in the thigh, and I gripped his shoulders so hard my nails were digging into his skin. It all seemed to egg him on, making him move faster. Harder. Deeper.
He shifted his grip on my ass, his thumb sliding towards my puckered opening and teasing me. My brain told me to freeze up, but my body had a mind of its own. He owned my pleasure, knowing exactly what to give me to toss me over the edge. With the glide of his thumb and a roll of his hips, I was there. My orgasm crashed over me with so much force I lost my breath, clinging to his hard body as I shuddered. Then his arms tightened around me, impossibly tight as he pumped into me. His groans of satisfaction rang in my ears even as I felt him pulsing inside me.
I lay limp on his chest, my head resting on his shoulder as I gulped in air like I’d just run a marathon. Except running a marathon didn’t sound like any fun, and sex with Brandon was the most fun I’d ever had in my entire life. “I’d pick a sexathon with you over a marathon any day of the week.”
His bark of laughter startled me, making me bury my face into the crook of his neck. “I said that aloud, didn’t I?”
“You sure did,” he confirmed. “Anytime you’re in the mood for some exercise, just let me know. I’m always up for a good workout.”
Sliding off his still semi-hard dick, I was able to confirm his claim. We’d both just climaxed, but I bet he could go again anytime now.
“Shit!” I muttered when I felt our mixed come sliding down my inner thigh. I clenched my fist and socked him in the shoulder. “No fucking condom! A-fucking-gain.”
Chapter Eleven
BRANDON
“Calm down, kitten,” I said, trying to keep my tone soothing, despite my irritation at her reaction.
“I can’t calm down, Brandon,” she snapped. “This is the worst possible timing to forget the fucking condom. What if I get pregnant?”
I raised an eyebrow at her. “Since I fully intended to knock you up after the wedding”—I stressed my next words—“by the end of next week, I don’t see how it matters if it happens a few days early.”
Carly reared back, sliding away from me, but I didn’t allow her to get far before I hauled her back over and onto my lap, so she was straddling me. My semi-hard cock was still out and she was positioned right over it, her bare pussy snug against it.
She crossed her arms under her tits, lifting them tantalizingly, and huffed, “I never agreed to marry you, Brandon. Or get pregnant, for that matter.”
My jaw hardened and I struggled to keep from roaring when I answered. “You’re mine, kitten. You’ve admitted it, why delay the inevitable?” I splayed my hands over her flat belly. “I can’t wait to see you swollen with our baby.” My hands then coasted up her rib cage, cupping her tits. “I want to suck on these pretty nipples as your tits grow.” Tugging down the cups of her bra, I sucked one pink bud into my mouth, bucking my hips a little, smirking when she moaned.
“I don’t—um—Brandon, I can’t think when you’re—dammit!”
Keeping my mouth busy with her tits, I ground my now rock hard cock against her pussy and placed my hands on her thighs, pushing them as wide as they would go in this position.
“You can’t—oh, ah—Brandon, you can’t distract me with—oh fuck!”
She cut off with a cry as I plunged inside her again, giving her no time to mentally adjust to what was happening. Her head fell back, her eyes closed tight as she rode me. I gripped her hips and slammed her down onto my dick with each upward thrust, listening to her cries escalate as I drove her higher and higher. It took every shred of my control to pay attention and not get lost in her body. When she was just about to fall over the edge, I slowed down to a lazy pace, keeping her wrapped in sensation, but not letting her reach her peak.
Her head lifted and her eyes peeled open, staring at me in confusion. With one last little bite and a soothing lick, I let her nipple go. “Beg me, kitten,” I growled. “I want you to ask for my come, beg me to fill you.”