Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
I wanted to tell her that she could come to me anytime for protection, for affection, or even just to talk. Instead, I nodded and murmured, “At your service, remember?”
Faith’s eyes twinkled. “My very own white knight.”
“Yet here you saved me from the vapid claws of a money-hungry dragon,” I teased, making her giggle and blush.
“Well, um, I think I’m going to eat…”
I glanced over at Olive, having forgotten she was there, and gave her a polite nod. “Sorry to interrupt but thank you again for your help.”
“Would you like to join us?” Faith asked softly.
Tempted, baby. So very tempted.
“Unfortunately, I need to get to the station for my shift.”
“Okay.” Her smile slipped, and I forced back my smug satisfaction at knowing she wasn’t happy about being apart from me either. “Another time.”
“Count on it,” I told her with a wink.
Fucking hell. I ached from my head to my toes.
Trudging into my bedroom, I stripped on the way to the bed and fell facedown onto the mattress. Then I shored up all my energy just to turn my head to the side so I wouldn’t suffocate.
When I’d decided I wanted to be a firefighter, my parents thought I was crazy, and I knew the rest of the world would see it as a publicity stunt. So I entered the fire academy quietly, and it became my haven. The fire chief and my ladder company were all an incredible team to work with, and they kept my involvement close to the vest.
But there were times, like tonight—or this morning if I really wanted to get technical about it—that I wondered what the hell I was thinking.
It was fucking pledge week at many campuses around the boroughs, and I’d lost count of the times we’d been called out to a fire, either from a drunken party or a hazing gone wrong. I’d spent more time in my gear than out of it, and that getup wasn’t light.
To make matters worse, a train broke down in the middle of one of the busiest junctions in the city, so several people weren’t able to make it in for their shift. This was the first time I’d stepped foot in my house in three days.
As usual, I received constant updates from Faith’s security team, but I hadn’t had time for more than a quick glance or two while she was babysitting. And on the rare occasions when I’d been able to catch a nap, I didn’t dare think about her to avoid any erotic dreams.
I was exhausted, starving, dirty, and all I wanted was to see Faith. I was practically going through withdrawals for my girl.
After resting for a few minutes, I crawled all the way onto the bed and slipped under the covers. I grabbed the TV remote from the nightstand, then sprawled on my back and hit the button that lowered the television. It came down at an angle, so I didn’t have to be propped up to watch the screen, which came in handy when you couldn’t move.
Using voice commands, I accessed my server and pulled up the footage of Faith from the past few days. When her face appeared on the screen, it was like taking a deep breath after surfacing from hours in the ocean.
Turning my head just slightly, I inhaled the coconut & lime scent on the pillow as I watched her coo to the twins. My cock twitched, then began to harden and lengthen as images of a pregnant Faith swam in front of my tired eyes.
I didn’t bother trying to find relief, though. The idea of anyone other than Faith—even my own hand—working me to climax felt like a betrayal. Not that I would have to suffer for long. This was the one place where I let go of my tightly leashed hunger. Where I could relax and fully indulge in how much I craved Faith.
In our room, our bed, just me and my blue-eyed girl.
I closed my eyes and listened to the gentle cadence of her voice.
3
Rush
“I love you, Rush.”
“Say it again, Faith,” I demanded before I dragged my tongue up her slit, circling her clit and going back down to plunge inside her tight channel.
“Oh! Yes!”
“Say. It.” I ground out, pinching her ass hard so she’d know I wasn’t playing around.
“I love you!”
“Damn fucking straight,” I growled.
I pulled her puffy, wet folds apart and gently blew on her slick flesh. She shivered, and I inhaled deeply as I watched her sticky cream ooze from her center. “I can smell how fucking needy you are, blue eyes.” I lapped at the sweetness, groaning when the taste burst on my tongue, causing my own thick jizz to spurt from my cock.
My eyes lifted as I ate her sweet pussy, staring at her swollen belly and feeling the total satisfaction of knowing I’d bred my woman. I’d marked her in every way possible, inside and out, so there was no doubt she belonged to me.