Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
The frightening part is that I’m scared of losing her. But it’s not going to happen. I won’t let it ever happen. I won’t let life ever happen. Because there will be no life for me without Weland in it. I know that already.
I stroke lower, letting my fingers explore her smoothness until I reach her folds again. I continue teasing her like that, bringing them to her entrance but then dancing back up to her clit. She moans.
“You have a lovely pussy, my darling,” I purr.
She groans. “That lovely pussy wants your hard cock in it.”
Said cock throbs in utter agreement. “Oh, are you getting into the dirty-talking game? Please tell me this is going to be a thing. I find it rather delightful.”
“I find you to need to get inside me. Right. Freaking. Now.”
“Are you on the pill?” I check, just to be sure.
She doesn’t open her eyes and look at me, and her head doesn’t pull away from the wall. “It’s been three weeks. I got on it as soon as you left. So yes, I’m good. I’m good for you to go in there and stay in there and make us both feel good until we can’t stand up anymore.”
Holy. God. Okay, yes. All the yeses. All the okays.
When I look back down at her, her eyes have finally opened, and she’s looking at me. Her smile is the best thing in the entirety of the world. “What’s funny?” I ask.
“You.” She cups my face. “You. This. I just want to smile because I’m so happy.”
I bump against her center with my hardness again, and her pupils get even bigger. Her lips part, so of course I have to taste them. They’re delicious. Soft and ripe. Her hand is even better when it cups my dick, wrapping around the bulge through my boxers.
“Get these off,” Weland commands. “I won’t attempt to tear them. Underwear road rash rug burns wouldn’t be pretty.”
I tug them down my legs and step out of them. “Is that better?”
In reply, she wraps a tight fist around my dick and pumps me from the tip straight down to the base of my shaft. I can feel my heart leap into my throat, and my balls pretty much join it. “Better,” she says in agreement.
“Yes, it’s better,” I rasp breathily.
“I want to put you in my mouth. I want to suck on you and fondle your balls and do all manner of dirty things to you. I want to ride your face. I want everything too, but right now, I just really want you inside me.”
“I want that too.”
“I can’t wait, Sterling. You’ve been gone way the heck too long.”
She guides me to her entrance. I pause there, the tip of my dick ready to slide in, ready to take her, ready to be inside her. I’m so ready to be inside her. But I still have to pause because I want to savor this moment. I want to forever remember how her hands feel, digging into my shoulders, holding on, and grasping me. I want to remember the taste of her lips when I claim them right now. I want to remember her gasp when I grasp her hips and lift her back up against the wall, the way her legs clench around my waist, the way her hips slam straight into me, searching for me, her hot breaths against my neck as she rests her face there, and the feel of her teeth scraping over the skin of my neck because she’s playful, and she can give as good as she gets.
I feel completely inadequate when it comes to deserving this woman in my life, but I will deserve her, darn it. I will spend the rest of my life making us both happy. Even if she says she doesn’t need me to do that for her, I want to contribute. I want to contribute big time.
She leans into me and then digs her heels into my ass like she has the same idea about contributing to mine. “Need you,” she mumbles hotly. “Right now.”
“This is kind of nice too, though. Just hanging out here,” I tease.
“Bah! You had best be kidding,” she groans.
“Oh, I don’t know. This is pretty great.”
She adds one hand along with her heels to my butt cheek. “Being inside me will be even better.”
I’m already ready at her entrance. I push in just a little, and she’s right. She’s so right. I meant to just tease her and make comments that would drive her wild while I made her wait for this and drove us both to the brink of insanity, but I can’t. I can’t wait. She’s too perfect. She’s gloriously perfect in every possible way. She’s so tight, so warm and ready. Her walls fit snugly around my cock as I thrust inside. I think we both see stars, and it’s a darn good thing the wall is doing a good job of holding Weland up because my arms go a little bit lax. At least just for a second before I recover enough blood for my brain in order to make my arms and legs function, as well as other parts of me that are functioning at the moment.