Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Being away from him, she had thought she was over him. Seeing him every single day, he brought back so many old memories and feelings. Not the bad ones either, but the ones that made her feel alive.
“I did tell you it would work asking Eagle to watch her all day.”
“He did seem to enjoy that, didn’t he?” Alfie said. “Have you ever thought about me here?”
“Are you asking me if I’ve thought about you and touched myself?”
“Now you’re getting all dirty.” He pulled her down onto the sofa, so she straddled his waist. “I like it.” He ran his hand to cup her ass, squeezing her flesh. She let out a moan.
“There were a couple of times,” she said, whimpering. “I would imagine us together. I really wish that tape hadn’t come out.”
“You and me both.” He let go of her ass to open the buttons of her shirt. The bra she wore this time was white, lacy, and it showed off her red nipples to distraction. The clasp for this one was at the front, and he flicked it open. She let out a moan, and he was lost to everything but her. “I wouldn’t have seen it through, I promise you.”
“We need to stop talking about it.”
He stroked his thumb across her pebbled nipple. “I will gladly stop talking about it.” He leaned forward and sucked on the bud. She whimpered.
“Yes, fuck, yes,” she said, crying out.
He played with her other nipple, pinching the bit with his fingers, getting it nice and hard. Flicking his tongue between the valley of her tits, he bit down hard, and she cried out.
Grasping her ass again, he rubbed her against his cock, and he wanted inside her so badly, he could taste it.
“I want to be inside you.”
“Yes.”
She pulled back, and they both worked each other’s pants down before they butted heads, and ended up taking care of their own. By the time she was back to straddling his waist, they were both laughing.
Alfie stopped her laughing, by finding her core and sliding his cock through her slit. She moaned, arching up, and he lowered her down onto his length.
Inch by inch of wet, hot heat and warmth.
He was on fire.
Running his hands over her hips and ass, he rocked her against him. She held his shoulder and began to work up and down his cock, taking him in deeply.
When he lifted her up in his arms, she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
“What are you doing?”
“Where’s the bed?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes.”
She pointed in the direction behind him. “You shouldn’t be carrying me.”
“There’s no law anywhere that says I can’t.” He kicked open the door and dropped her onto the bed. He didn’t leave her soaking wet pussy as he followed her down.
Pushing her hands above her head, locking them together beneath one of his, he slowly worked his cock deep inside her, taking his time as he fucked her. He couldn’t resist watching as he slid in and out. His cock was already covered in her arousal, but she’d not come just yet.
Finally, pulling out of her, he held onto her hips and drew her up to him so his mouth was on her pussy.
Eating her, he watched her moan and body arch, pressing toward him.
“Please, Alfie.”
“Tell me what it is you want,” he said.
“You, just you.”
He could gladly give her that. Biting, licking, and sucking at her clit, he brought her to a screaming orgasm. The sound filled the room before he pushed his cock right back inside her.
She was magnificent.
Her cunt still rippled and clenched around his dick as if it was only meant for him, which it was. He didn’t want to lose her. Alfie slowed the pace down, taking his sweet time, drawing her to a second orgasm before he finally found his first.
When he did come, he pushed to the hilt and filled her with his cum, wave up wave, as if it went on forever.
They both collapsed together, panting for breath.
“I imagined a lot of things, but I have to say, never like that.”
“I blew your mind, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did, and erm, I’ve got to ask you something?”
“What?”
“Did you use protection?” she asked.
He stopped and turned toward her. “Protection?”
“I know we’ve been rather lax, or just plain forgot about it. I could get … pregnant. I’m not on the pill.”
He stared down into her eyes. “Pregnant?” He couldn’t resist running his hands across her stomach, imagining her swollen. She would look so amazing pregnant. He wanted to see her like that.
“Alfie, focus.”
“You know I haven’t been using condoms.” Protection had been the last thing on his mind, but then, pregnancy wasn’t something he needed to be protected from. Especially as, he would really like to get her pregnant. Did that make him an asshole?