Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
On top of that, word got out somehow that we were together and people I hadn’t even heard from in years were messaging me with their opinions. Old aunts and family friends, boys I never even knew liked me. I’m not sure anyone except Dana and the two of us were happy about our union, so excuse me if I was having a hard time facing the day.
I hurried through my second shower of the day and threw on a cute little top and some shorts; it was still summer. I was perfectly happy being alone with him, in fact if I could spend the rest of my life, just us, shutting out the rest of the world, I would do it. But I knew he was right, knew that I needed to stop hiding.
The past two weeks have been amazing though, everything I’d hoped for and more. Being his girlfriend, or his ‘woman’ as he preferred, was worlds different from being his pseudo sister. Outside of the sex, which was off the charts, mind-boggling good, it was the way he touched me, looked at me, spoke to me. Everything was like foreplay, every move, every wink, and every touch just for the sake of touching.
He wakes me in the mornings before he leaves, just to love me, and it doesn’t matter if we’d only had two hours sleep because we’d been up all night going at it, each time was more special than the last. The memory of all that helped to settle me down a little. Maybe he was right maybe I am being silly. I’m supposed to be happy, I’ve got what I wanted most in this world, my Nick.
My heart grew warm even as my eyes grew moist. What am I doing? Mom will come around I know she will. There are way more horrid things I could’ve done, and what was so wrong with falling in love? That final thought gave me a little boost for the first time in days, so I primped myself up and added a little gloss to my lips and felt better about going out to face the world.
He was waiting for me, leaning against the wall in his hoodie and sweats with his hands shoved in his pockets. A sea of love welled up inside me so strong that my knees almost buckled, and of course he saw that. He left the wall and moved slowly towards me with a questioning look on his face.
“You lied to me.”
“Say what?” I could see his jaw ticking already; he so hated to be challenged. I moved in and wrapped my arms around his neck. “You promised to marry me as soon as possible, it’s been two weeks already, you lied.”
The storm clouds cleared from his eyes and he picked me up and twirled me around while we laughed and clung to each other.
“I love you Nicholas.”
“I love you more owl.” Damn he hasn’t called me that in a while I missed it.
Epilogue
NICK
“What’s wrong with you?” I looked at her over the papers I held in my hand as I sat up in bed trying to get some work done. All I’ve been hearing for the past two weeks from both her and her annoying ass mother was due dates and maternity leave and what the fuck ever. In fact it seems that every female in a ten mile radius knew what the fuck I should be doing with my time for the next six months, including the damn doctor, I was out numbered and outgunned.
Well I can’t really blame her for the doctor that was all my doing. No way no how was some smarmy fuck putting his hands on my pussy, I don’t give a fuck how many credentials he has on his wall. So we’d scoured the city and surrounding areas until we found the best. It was just dad and I in a sea of women who knew every damn thing apparently.
She had that look in her eyes again, the one that said she was horny and no matter what I was doing I better put that shit aside and service her ass. Pregnant women are freaks. I don’t know what it is, the miracle of what their bodies can do, or the power that comes with knowing they and they alone can succor life, but something went wonky in this one.
My dick has had many moments of ‘what the living fuck is going on?’ Far from her having to keep up with me, as I had once secretly feared, it was now the other way around. I’m a lucky fuck and I know it.
I pushed the papers aside and ditched the drawstring pants I had on. My dick, who has been gorging his ass on pussy since the day I brought her over the threshold, was already at a halfway decent ten inches. Her eyes followed the movement as my meat bobbed before settling halfway up my stomach.