Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
I couldn’t stop myself from grasping it, stroking it a few times, before I slid the protection on.
“Take me in,” I demanded, my fingers digging into her hip, pulling her to position over me.
Her gaze was on mine as she took a deep breath, then started to lower down, letting out a low, deep moan as my cock started to fill her.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I groaned as she took every inch of me, then did a little wiggle to get more of the feel of me as I settled deep.
My fingers slid to her ass again, digging in, using it to move her against me.
“Fuck me,” I demanded, making a little sigh escape her before she finally started to move. A groan escaped me. “Just like that,” I hissed into her neck as she rode me hard and fast, as desperate for release as I felt. “Yeah, baby, squeeze my cock,” I urged as her walls tightened around me as she got closer.
Then, she was coming, her pussy a vice grip around me as her whole body shuddered with her release.
Oh a hiss, I moved flat, wanting to look up at her.
“Don’t stop,” I told her as she looked down at me with orgasm-hazy eyes.
But she started to move.
And it wasn’t long before her head was tipped back, her eyes closed, lost in the sensations as her body started to climb once again.
My hips rocked up into her as she moved in circles.
My fingers gripped her hips, holding her down on me, forcing her to take me deeper as my hips started to thrust faster.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said as I watched her gorgeous face overtaken with pleasure, as her tits bounced.
Her movements were getting more erratic, and I reached up for her, pulling her down until she was over me, her breasts crushed to my chest.
My arm anchored over her lower back, holding her tightly against me as I thrust up into her.
Faster and faster, feeling her walls get tighter and tighter even as her face buried in my neck, and her moans met my ear.
“That’s it,” I hissed. “Come for me,” I demanded. “Squeeze my cock,” I added, feeling her pussy start to clench me over and over. “Oh, fuck,” I gasped, thrusting harder and harder through her orgasm, then bucking deep as I came with her, the pleasure overtaking me completely.
Her weight fell onto me after, and there was nothing in the world I would rather do than have her against me. Every goddamn day for the rest of my life.
“Uh oh,” she mumbled when the doorbell rang. Then the dogs started to go ballistic from outside.
“I got it,” I said, patting her ass cheek, then rolling her off of me.
I rushed into the bathroom to lose the condom, then jerked my pants back up, and rushed downstairs.
“That’s enough,” I called as the dogs rushed inside to find the evil delivery guy who’d left our food on the front step.
I’d never been so grateful for contactless delivery as I was then.
By the time I was turning into the kitchen with the bag, Mari was coming down the stairs, still all pink and soft-eyed, but following her stomach toward the food.
She placed her mug down on the counter, taking a deep breath. “What did you order?” she asked as I grabbed some utensils.
“Got us each a breakfast platter. Scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, and bacon. Then a stack of pancakes to split,” I told her.
No surprise, we were both ravenous, eating with gusto to replenish our tanks.
I couldn’t help but wonder what life would be like if this was what I had. A good woman, this woman, to wake up with, to roll around the sheets with, then share breakfast. To have her there when at night to share dinner, to curl up in bed with.
I was pretty sure I’d be more likely to leave work on time, wanting to spend as much time as possible with her.
“You should probably be getting dressed,” she said, sounding regretful as she glanced at the clock on the stove.
“Yeah,” I agreed, not even trying to suppress my sigh.
I’d never wanted to call out of work as much as I did right then. But I knew that was the precise reason I needed to go. For some distance.
This was complicated enough already.
I needed not to get any more wrapped up than I already felt.
I moved upstairs to get dressed before making my way back down, finding her standing in the kitchen, watching the dogs out in the yard again, looking like she belonged there.
“I have to head out,” I said, watching as she turned, her gaze moving over me.
She let out a dreamy sigh.
“Have I mentioned how much I like the suits?” she asked.
“You haven’t,” I said, my lips curving upward as she approached me, running her hand up my lapel.