Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
My chuckle is unsteady as I grip her own juicy ass. “This ass has been begging for my teeth.”
We grin at each other, both knowing that biting each other’s asses is a little weird, but I sure as hell don’t care. I pull her against my body, and even though she has on the black lace bra and matching panties I got her, while I’m in only a pair of thin gray boxer briefs, I can feel the heat from her center scorching my cock. I slide my hands from her ass to the backs of her thighs before I lift her up. She gasps in surprise, but she wraps her legs around my waist, the heels of her shoes biting into my ass as I carry her to my bed. She runs her fingers through my hair, trailing kisses down my jaw, my chin, and along my bottom lip before she slants her mouth fully over mine.
I groan when I lay her down, my throbbing cock so hard it’s painful as I cover her in my weight. She welcomes it, squeezing my hips with her thighs as I arch to press my cock to her soaked pussy. She rewards me with a little mewl that has my cock twitching against her, but I don’t want to rush this. I’ve wanted this for years; I will savor her.
I push up onto my haunches, and when I look down at her, I swear the sight hits me harder than a puck to the chest without a protective chest pad. Her hair is spread over my pillow, her eyes half lidded as she positions her arms over her head. My mouth goes dry at the pure lust in her eyes, and then I’m moving. I put a hand to the back of her neck, lifting her and unfastening her bra with one hand before I pull it off. She gasps as she falls back into the pillows, her breasts bouncing and enticing me to take a taste. They’re so much bigger, her nipples hard and a lovely pink. As before, her chest is covered in freckles, but I refrain from tracing them with my tongue.
I trail my gaze down her body until I see the pooch of her belly. Unlike before when it was flat with the outline of abs, her belly is now soft, pillowy, with deep purple marks along her skin. My breath catches at the view, and I reach out, tracing my fingers over the marks. She inhales sharply, tensing, and when she brings her hands down to cover herself, I push them away.
“No,” I demand, meeting her gaze. “You don’t hide the spot where you carried my baby.”
“It’s unsightly.”
I gawk at her. “No, it’s fucking perfect,” I breathe before I lean down to kiss her belly, wishing I’d had the chance to do it when she was carrying Arwen. I glide my nose along her soft flesh as tears burn in my eyes. My lips trail along her skin. “I thought your freckles were my favorite, but nothing compares to these marks.”
She lets out an unsteady breath, and I tip my head up to look at her. Her eyes are blurry with tears as she blinks, trying to hold them back. She reaches out, cupping my jaw and holding my gaze in a heated embrace. I swallow past the emotion in my throat as I lean into her hand. I can see the guilt in her eyes, but I won’t let her apologize again. Before she can say anything, I pull my face out of her hand, and I kiss her belly again. Against her stretched flesh, I whisper, “I want to put more babies in here.”
She gasps quietly before she whispers, “You do?”
My lips curve up. “At least four more.”
Her eyes almost bug out of her head. “What the hell? Trying to have a whole line of hockey players?”
“Of course,” I tell her with a knowing grin. “Really, I just want to fill you with my come and watch my babies grow in this belly over and over.” A tear leaks down her cheek at that, and I sit up once again to take in her beautiful body. “How does that sound, dushen’ka?”
Her breath catches, but when she nods eagerly, my heart soars. “Like the perfect life.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” I ask as I take her lace thong in my hand and drag it down her hips. My eyes fall on her glistening center, and my cock twitches in my boxers. She has a few stretch marks on her thighs and along the top of her pussy that have my mouth watering. Needing to taste her, I fall between her thighs like a sniper ready to take my shot before curving my arms up under her ass. I lift her pussy to my mouth and lick her from entrance to clit in one go. She moans loudly, arching up into my mouth, so I do it again. And again and again until she’s squirming against my mouth. I latch on to her clit, sucking it hard as she bucks against my lips, screaming my name. The sound is better than a goal horn, and I find myself shaking all over. She tastes like heaven, and I feel like I’m in the presence of the Good Lord above when she shatters beneath me.