Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Then he filled me to the hilt with one powerful thrust, giving me exactly what I needed, and all of my thoughts scattered.
“This tight little pussy is mine and only mine. Isn’t it, baby?”
“Yes,” I gasped as he swiveled his hips, hitting a spot that I felt deep in my womb.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I’m yours.”
“Mine,” he grunted, slamming into me. Hard.
It felt so good, and I was already close to another orgasm. My eyes drifted shut, but Baylor wasn’t having it. “Eyes on me,” he demanded. “And tell me again who this pussy belongs to while you fly apart for me. Let me see those gorgeous eyes of yours get all hazy while I make this pussy come for me, like it was made to do.”
“I’m yours,” I panted.
“Louder, baby. Tell me what else is mine.” The pace of his thrusts sped up, and he slid his hand between us, circling my aching clit with his thumb as he pounded into me.
“My pussy is yours. All yours.”
“Damn straight, it is. Now come for me. I want to feel you around my cock as I fill you. Everyone will finally know you’re mine when you’re carrying my baby in your rounded belly.”
He proved yet again that I had a hidden breeding kink because his words sent me flying over the edge. I came hard, my toes curling and my entire body shuddering underneath him. After a few more pumps of his hips, I felt the warm splash of his come against my inner walls. Then his body collapsed on mine, although he was careful not to give me too much of his weight.
Rolling onto his side, he laid his head in the crook of my neck and peppered kisses there. I could barely move, my head lolling against the sheets.
We stayed connected for a few more moments before Baylor slipped out of me, and I whimpered, already missing the feeling of him.
“I love how much you hate to lose me after sex.”
“Because your dick is mine, just like my pussy is yours,” I rationalized with a grin.
“True.” He kissed my temple before heading to the bathroom, giving me a perfect view of his naked butt. He returned shortly with a damp washcloth, cleaning between my legs before tossing it to the side.
“Cuddle me to sleep?” I asked, my eyelids growing heavy.
He laughed before sliding in next to me, his arms going around me so I could snuggle in against his warm chest. “Anything for you, baby.”
11
WIZARD
Thea and I had both been worn out by the time I was done with her last night. We fell into an exhausted sleep, but it didn’t last long for me. My eyes popped open when the sun was breaking over the horizon. The events of the day before flooded my mind and burned in my gut all over again.
I laid there for a bit, just holding my woman and reveling in the feel of her gentle curves pressed against my body.
But eventually, my mind was too restless to stay in bed. I carefully shifted Thea off me and quietly grabbed clothes before I went into the bathroom to shower. When I emerged, she was still fast asleep, so I left her a note, directing her to find me in my office.
I made a pit stop in the kitchen for a bagel, then got settled in front of my army of technology.
King hadn’t had any luck pinpointing the ink and printer yet, so the only thing I could think of was to scan footage from security cameras all over the town where I was confident the stalker either lived or worked. Or both.
I also had a program going through all the footage from the cameras that had an angle on any of the flower shops. Mainly, I was hoping to find a familiar face at multiple places like the flower shops, a post office, the library, bookstores, etc.
With the delivery yesterday, I had a little something new to work with. The nursery he’d used was only a few minutes from the center of the town I was fixated on. I added the camera footage in and around the shop to my program. Then I went through it manually as I’d done with the other shops. Sometimes, the human eye caught things a computer dismissed and vice versa. I wasn’t taking any chances with Thea’s life.
At two o’clock, a man rode a Vespa into the store’s parking lot.
A Vespa? What kind of grown man rides a fucking scooter?
But something was familiar about the vehicle. It was silver and had every standard feature that all Vespa’s left the factory with. It was completely unmemorable.
Maybe that was what made it stick out to me. I didn’t know a single person who hadn’t customized their cars before or after they came off the lot. Motorcycles, bikes, scooters, skateboards…basically anything you could travel on. Even if it was something as simple as a single enhanced feature.