Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
“No, I just…” She smiled in embarrassment. “I just want to. Like in the woods. I just felt really close to you that day.”
My heart sped up at her admittance. I felt elated. “You really want to have sex without the chance of making a baby again?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood with a joke, but Sara obviously didn’t catch the joking part.
“I mean, if you don’t want that, we don’t have to.”
“Fuck! There’s nothing I want more. The last time was amazing, and like you, I felt closer to you than ever before. I hate having sex for reproduction.”
“Because you don’t want a kid?”
“Because I want you to be with me without second thoughts.”
Her sweet smile melted my stone-cold heart. Shit. “No second thoughts this time.”
I grinned and relaxed further into my pillows.
“I’m not awake yet.”
I could see the embarrassment and guilt on Sara’s face. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward me with a sly smile. “How about you sit on my face so I can relax and wake up with the taste of your pussy in my mouth?”
Sara’s lips parted in surprise, her cheeks turning red. I tugged at her hand, encouraging her. She finally climbed on the bed. I grasped her hips and guided her to hover over my face. I smiled at the sight of her pretty pink pussy lips right above my mouth. I drew in a deep breath and grinned. Her aroma told me she’d been thinking about this for a while before she’d come over. I hummed my approval and relaxed back into the cushions, then extended my tongue invitingly. Sara stared down at me with a look of confused shock. I chuckled. “Like I said, I’m still not awake yet. I fear you need to use my tongue and mouth as you see fit until I’m ready to eat and fuck you properly.”
She lowered her hips slowly until her pussy brushed my tongue. She hesitantly rocked her hips, rubbing herself against my tongue. Soon she found a rhythm that allowed the tip of my tongue to slide back and forth over her little clit as she shifted her hips. I smirked, loving the sight of her lust and need.
She pursed her lips and stopped moving. The hint of an annoyed smile flitted over her face. “Are you awake yet?”
I looked past her to the tent in my boxers. “He is.” A few weeks ago, I wouldn’t have dreamed of making a joke like that in front of Sara, but suddenly, I could feel a new lightness between us, one I was desperate to preserve.
Sara followed my gaze and let out a laugh. I grabbed her waist and slid her down my body until she sat against my cock. When I pulled down my boxers, my erection sprang free and bounced against Sara’s ass cheek. “Ready for a ride?”
Sara nodded, but I could see the nerves on her face. I helped her mount me properly until the tip of my cock slipped into her heated pussy. I groaned in approval. Sara lowered herself slowly and began moving in a gentle, slow rhythm.
She touched my chest as she rolled her hips.
Her breathing was deep like mine, and the sensations were fucking good, but I knew I could make them fucking amazing. “Ready for more?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation, and the need in her voice was all the encouragement I needed. I lifted her off me and flipped her so she was kneeling. I slowly eased back into her, then wrapped an arm around her to pull her up against me. With my front against her back, I fucked her. I turned her head around and claimed her mouth for a kiss.
The intensity of our orgasms let us both flop down on the mattress in exhaustion, and I pulled her into my arms, loving that I could do this now, that the distance from the past was no more. Sara peered up at me with a warm smile and pressed her cheek against my chest. “The sound of your heartbeat always makes me drowsy,” she mumbled, sounding as if she was already half asleep.
“Sleep tight,” I murmured.
I could feel my own body slowly succumbing to exhaustion, and soon, we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I blew out a breath before I finally gathered the courage to look at the pregnancy test. We’d been trying for six months, and even though I knew statistically we were still doing fine, I was growing impatient. I didn’t want to wait longer. I wanted to heal the ache I felt after losing my last pregnancy, and I knew only a new pregnancy would be able to do that. My eyes widened in disbelief when the result showed up. Tears shot into my eyes, and I began to laugh.