Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“Georgia, are you ready to be mine?” I nod, unable to speak, as he rubs his engorged head against my wet hole. The tip is so fat that it burns as he pushes through my last vestiges of innocence, stretching me.
“Stellan,” I gasp, gripping his biceps.
“Take it, you can handle more. You’re a tough woman.” He’s only about halfway inside, and I want to feel all of him.
“Yes,” I moan. There’s something about Stellan’s demand that floods my pussy, and I open up wider, taking him deeper until his pelvis crashes against mine.
“I knew you could. This pussy was meant for me. Every tight little inch was made for me to thoroughly fuck and claim,” he whispers. We alternate between kisses and bites as he pumps in and out, switching pace, slowing down when he gets too close.
“I need to come,” I pleaded. My orgasm has been beating on the surface, aching to reach out and grab me, but Stellan has been teasing me. Our bodies move in time together, rocking as we grind on the mattress. He lifts my left leg around his waist and pumps faster. His mouth latches onto my breast, sucking while he destroys me. Every inch scrapes my soaked walls, owning them, marking them with his precum, shaping them.
“Give it to me. I want to feel you come on my cock. I want to feel you as I erupt inside this sweet temptation.” I give in and bite down on his shoulder, orgasming. He slams into me three more times before flooding me and roaring out my name. “Georgia.” The sound of my name said with such guttural need extends my release. I finally feel my body calm down.
“Wow, just wow. Stellan, that was amazing,” I sighed. He pulls out and turns to lie beside me, facing me on the bed.
“Are you feeling safe and secure now?” Stellan asks, tracing his fingers over my flat stomach.
“Almost. I think you’ll have to hold me all night just to be sure.”
“That was my plan.” He peppers kisses down the column of my throat while dragging me close and pulling the covers over us. We stay cuddled tight as the storm rages on throughout the night.
Chapter Seven
Stellan
We wake up to clear skies, and the sun is shining. It’s as if nothing happened, but we haven’t looked out the windows yet to explore the damage. Hell, we’re still wrapped up in each other’s arms. “Good morning, Georgia. Who knew this was the perfect way to wake up?”
“I sure as hell didn’t, but I’m sure you’ve had many lovers over the years.”
“No, I haven’t. No lovers at all. I’m not saying I haven’t tried to date over the years or even came close, but things never happened.”
“That shocks me.”
“Well, it’s not a shocker. It’s all over the internet. Rumors about me being gay or that I have a small dick float around social media all the time. Some believe that it’s because I’m religious and that I’m waiting for marriage.”
“Well, we just proved them wrong on all counts.”
“But we are getting married,” I growl, pinning her to the bed and kissing all over her neck.
“How are we going to do that? You live in L.A., right?”
I shrug because my plans to retire were already set in stone, and even if they weren’t, I’d make them for her. “So, I’ll move here. I told you we have a cabin rental to run.”
“You were serious?” Her eyes widened, looking extremely adorable as the awe and wonder crossed her innocent face. There is such a natural, unfettered warmth I get from her that I want to keep forever.
“I’m pretty sure I’ve just filled you with my seed all night long, and unless you’re on birth control, we weren’t careful at all. It’s about to be very serious.”
“Oh my goodness. The cabins,” Georgia gasps, pushing me off her and jumping out of the bed. She grabs my shirt, slides it over her head, and moves over to the large bay windows, letting the sunlight hit her. She stands there in just my shirt, and I watch in total amazement. God, she looks hot in my clothes only.
I’m on my feet, unable to stay away. “Wow, the water is so peaceful.”
“This is the calm after the storm,” I answered, sliding my arms around her waist.
“The rest of the area looks in total disarray. There’s no way we’re going to get out of here any time soon.”
“You’re right, but I have a solution for how we can spend our time,” I growl, picking her up and carrying her to the shower, where we enjoy a very interesting morning experience.
She slides her old clothes back on while I find something to wear. Frankly, I preferred her in just my shirt, but I understand that we have to go looking around. “Now, how about some breakfast?”