Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“We’re going to learn together. You tell me what you like, and if I do something you don’t like, tell me that too.” She nods, her teeth still chewing on that bottom lip. Lowering my mouth, I swirl my tongue over her clit, and she moans.
“Oh my God,” she breathes.
Her reaction is all the confidence I need to keep going. I nip, and suck, and lick, all while she squirms beneath me. I love that I’m driving her crazy, that she yearns for my touch. Heavy and throbbing, my cock’s reminding me I need to be inside her. To feel her pulse around me. I need her to come. Sliding one finger into her heat, I pump lazily a few times before sliding another, and sucking her clit into my mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” she cries.
Her pussy pulses around my fingers and her orgasm explodes on my tongue. I take all that she’s giving me, not stopping until her body relaxes into the mattress. Then, and only then, do I slowly remove my fingers from her and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm.
Sitting back on my knees, I watch her closely as her chest rapidly rises and falls, and her eyes slowly open.
“Hi,” she says shyly.
“I love you.”
A slow lazy smile pulls at her lips. “I love you too.”
Climbing to my feet, I grip my cock in my hand and pump a few times. Her eyes zone in on my actions. “Move back on the bed, Reese.” She does as I ask, and again, I just take her in. Her hair is splayed out on the pillow, her eyes hooded and hungry, and her body is flushed from her release.
“You need help with that?” she asks.
“Just enjoying the view,” I tell her.
“My view’s not so bad either, but I was kind of hoping for the full experience.”
“I’m a full-service kind of guy.” I chuckle, climbing onto the bed and settling between her thighs. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist, locking them behind my back.
“Now I’ve got you.” She laughs.
“I never want you to let me go.”
She moves her head from side to side. “Never.”
Bending my head, I kiss her. It’s slow and deep as my tongue pushes past her lips. I push inside her. Home. Reese is and will forever be home to me. I push all the way in and pull out of the kiss, resting my forehead against hers.
“This is real, right? We’re together. No holding back, no hiding. It’s you and me. We can start planning our future?”
“It’s real. We’re real. I couldn’t hold back any longer, even if I wanted to. It’s killed me to keep you at arm’s length all this time.”
“You let me hold you at night,” I say, kissing her cheek. “And hold your hand,” I add, placing a kiss to the other cheek. “You let me live with you.” I kiss her nose. “You let me love you,” I whisper as my lips press to hers.
The time for talking is done as I make love to her. Over and over again, I slide in and out of her body, each time feeling as though I go deeper and deeper. Holding my weight on my arms on either side of her head, I stare down at her and get lost in her eyes, lost in her soul. It’s not just our bodies that tether us, but our hearts. The connection is powerful and overwhelming. Our first time was fast and intense, years of pent-up sexual frustration with one another, causing us to go fast and hard. This time though, we take our time. Her hands stroke my arms, my back, before she rests them on either side of my face.
“I’m close, Coop.”
“Thank fuck.” I swivel my hips and thrust a little harder, a little faster, and that’s all it takes for her nails to dig into my arms, her back to arch off the bed, and my name to fall from her lips as her pussy squeezes my cock like a vise.
I try to hold off, but the sensation is just too much. As my body stills, I release inside her. It’s a feeling I can’t explain. The magnitude of the trust we share, and the thought that one day she’s going to be growing round with our baby. My cock twitches at the mere thought, causing us both to moan with pleasure.
My lips connect with hers before I slowly pull out and settle in beside her. I open my mouth to tell her that I love her when my phone rings. I let it ring, and Reese rolls over to look at me.
“It might be important.”
“You’re more important,” I say, kissing the top of her head and pulling her close. My phone stops ringing only to start again.
“Coop, you better get that.”