Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
She immediately bore down, then threw her head back and screamed my name as she shattered in my arms.
My spine tingled, and my balls drew up tight. I knew I should pull out, but instead, I shoved my cock as deep as it would go and roared in ecstasy as I exploded inside her unprotected womb.
I curled my arms around her and muttered, “Mine,” as my climax rolled through me in waves of bliss.
9
CLEO
Waking up wrapped in Rigby’s arms in his killer apartment about eleven billion times bigger than my dorm room was surreal. It was hard to wrap my head around how much had changed in such a short amount of time. Only twenty-four hours ago, I thought I’d never get him to even talk to me again…and now he’d taken my virginity. Bare. And didn’t seem the slightest bit worried that I could end up pregnant since I wasn’t on birth control.
I wasn’t sure what to think about the possibility of having a baby before I finished my degree, but a part of me was excited by the idea of starting a family with Rigby. The chemistry between us must have addled my brain because it was too soon for me to think anything like that. Although he’d touched and tasted every inch of my skin last night, we still had so much to learn about each other.
“Are you up?” he rasped, rubbing the scruff on his chin against my shoulder.
Twisting my neck, I beamed him a sleepy smile. “That depends. Are you going to bring me breakfast in bed before I have to leave for school if I’m not?”
“Doesn’t matter how awake you are. If that’s what you want, it’s what you’re gonna get.”
I squinted my eyes at him. “Man, reporters get all sorts of things wrong. And not just the ones who write trash for the gossip columns like those stories about me. The sports broadcasters talk about how grumpy you are, but you’ve been so darn sweet to me now that we’ve worked everything out.”
His nostrils flared as he slid his palm up my spine and pulled me closer. “Don’t wanna hear about that bullshit again.”
“Too soon to tease you about anything to do with the media?” I asked.
“Only because it fucking sucked to think that you belonged to someone else when you were supposed to be mine, even if you cleared everything up for me in less than a day,” he growled.
“See?” I brushed my lips over his and whispered, “There you go being all sweet again. You’ll have to tone that down if you don’t want everyone to talk about what a marshmallow you are on the inside.”
He shook his head with a deep chuckle. “Only with you, baby.”
My heart melted at his gruff confession, but then my stomach growled and ruined the moment. Rigby flashed me a sexy grin that would have drenched my panties if I wore any. “Stay right here, and I’ll get to work on that breakfast in bed.”
“Mmm, I like the sound of that.” I stared as he climbed off the mattress, taking in all of his bunching muscles and black ink on tanned skin before my gaze dropped to his dick—which was almost as hard as it had been when he took me last night. I pressed my thighs together, reminding me I was still a mess from our mixed releases. “But I really should get up and take a shower so I’m not all dirty.”
“Or I could dirty you up in there again before you get clean.” His gaze heated as it drifted down my body.
I tugged the sheet up to my chest before he could tempt me to take him up on his suggestion. “That’s going to happen sometime soon, but I have a feeling I’ll lose all track of time with your sexiness in the shower with me. Then I’d miss class, and you wouldn’t make it to practice.”
“I suppose you have a point.” He bent down and grabbed his shorts off the floor and tugged them on, reminding me of an important detail that I hadn’t considered until now.
“Oh no.”
“What’s wrong?” he growled, stalking back to the side of the bed.
I pressed my lips together as I wiggled the sheet. “I don’t have any clean clothes to wear to school. My skirt and top have been lying somewhere in a heap on your floor all night, so they’re probably all wrinkled. And as hot as it was when you tore off my panties, they’re ruined.”
“You can wear one of my shirts and a pair of my boxers with your skirt.” He smirked. “I like the idea of you in my clothes.”
“There’s just one problem.” I quirked a brow and pointed back and forth between us. “You’re like twice my size. I’d end up swimming in anything of yours.”