Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
He pulled all the way out, only to drive back inside her, going as deep as he could, and she begged him for more.
“Yes, Drake, yes, I’ll marry you this weekend. I’ll do anything.”
They were words she never thought she’d say to this man.
Drake growled as he grabbed her hands, holding her in place as he rode her hard. “Consider it already done.”
****
Patience didn’t come easy to Drake.
There were times he was able to have it without any problem. A business deal that required the right amount of time. Working with men who tried to turn him in, rat on him. There was always a reason to display patience.
Women were never a good enough reason to him. He’d always seen these men on Valentine’s Day, anniversaries, Christmas, all the special occasions, bending over backward for a girlfriend or spouse, and he believed them to be weak fucking pussies. No woman was worth losing your fucking manhood over. There were plenty of women around to have fun with. All he used to do was play.
Of course, he never thought of Mira when he had those feelings.
Lying in his hotel room with Mira, naked, and a wedding band on her finger, he understood impatience and the needs of all those men before him. Never had he experienced this incessant need to claim a woman. To mark every inch of her for the world to see she belonged to him.
Yet, here he lay.
Married.
Content.
Bound to this very woman until death did them part.
He placed a hand on her back, trailing his fingers up to move her hair out of the way so he could kiss her neck. He’d married her yesterday in a very small ceremony. Her brother hadn’t been invited.
After Mira had agreed to marry him in Vegas, he’d taken a trip to see Nigel. They would never get along. Drake had made it clear to her brother that unless he got his act together, he would sever all ties between brother and sister. Nigel would never have the power to use his sister or hurt her again.
The very thought of another loan shark dealing with Mira was enough to drive Drake crazy. Others wouldn’t have been as nice as he was, and Nigel knew it. Broken legs were a blessing to him. Nigel was a class act, not seeming to care about his sister. There was no warning for him to treat her right. Just to leave her the fuck alone.
He’d wanted to break the bastard’s legs again.
Instead, he left.
She groaned. “How are you still awake?”
“I’m insatiable for you.” He trailed his lips down her arm, going to her back, keeping her on her front, even though he wanted to suck her tits—he wasn’t greedy.
Reaching between her thighs, he cupped her pussy. She was still slick from their last fuck. Their combined releases coated her pussy, and he slid a finger inside her, growing more aroused at how wet she was for him.
He pushed two fingers inside, and she started to rock against him.
Drake had a mission in mind. Knock her up. Breeding her as soon as possible.
The scene that played out with Katherine and the subsequent space Mira had put between them had fucking scared him.
There was no way he wanted Mira to walk away from him. He wasn’t going to take the chance, and all he saw were ways of binding her to him. Through marriage, making it impossible for her to divorce him, and then through children. If he kept her knocked up with lots of babies, there was no chance of her leaving him.
It was a horrible plan, taking the decision away from her, but he was more than happy to play it out.
His cock already rock hard for more. She moaned his name, pressing back against him.
After withdrawing his fingers from her tight heat, he pushed a pillow beneath her hips, getting her to the right angle. He aligned the tip of his cock to her entrance and plunged in deep.
He held her hips and pounded inside her. Mira thrust back, her tight cunt squeezing him.
Sliding a hand beneath her, he continued to play with her pussy. Slowing his thrusts down so she enjoyed each stroke.
Drake wanted to feel her coming all over his cock, soaking him with her cream. She was so sensitive, and he had to take his time, drawing her to the edge of orgasm. This time, he didn’t allow her to linger or take too much time. He threw her over the edge of bliss, took hold of her hips, and fucked her hard.
Unable to deny himself the simple pleasure of watching her, he took her hard, fast, relishing every tight squeeze as she worked him. “Yeah, fuck, that’s it, take my dick.”
He was so close as he slammed in to the hilt as wave upon wave of his orgasm filled her pussy. His cum flooded her womb. Soon, it would stick. It had to.