Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
“Holy shit.” She chuckled, yet tears welled up in her eyes. “And can I get this in writing?”
“You can, but only if I can sign it with my cock.”
Tears left her eyes. “You are insane.”
I wiped the tears away. “Then once New Orleans is done, I get my wedding.”
“Our wedding, Kaz.”
“And my lions.”
“We will further discuss the number of lions and I must double down on the fact that they will be in cages.”
We shall see about that.
I studied her. “Then, we will have the birth of my little girl.”
Emily chuckled. “Kaz, are you trying to get thrown off this plane?”
She will see.
Soon, she yawned. “I should go to the cell.”
“We still have time.” I leaned my head to the side. “More vodka?”
“Hell to the no.”
I smirked. “Then, pussy?”
“I think you have had quite enough—”
“It will never be enough.”
“Stop trying to keep me from going to the cell tonight.” She yawned again.
“I want to fall asleep with you in my arms.”
“Kaz, it will just be a few days.”
“That is too damned long. Besides, everyone is asleep, enjoying the gentle vibration of the plane. Must we wake our men—”
“We are not doing this.” She yawned again.
We shall see.
Her lids drooped over her eyes, telling me she was beyond tired.
At night. . .you belong in my arms. Nowhere else.
Suddenly, wet dots appeared at the front of her pajama top.
I raised my eyebrows. “What is that?”
More came.
“What?” She looked down at the top. “Oh, fuck. My milk is leaking.”
“Hmmm.”
“I have to pump this out and dump it. Surely, liquor is in it. Plus, Emilio now has two wet nurses. He won’t need my milk anymore.”
“Pump and dump it?”
“Yes.”
“Is that what you think is going to happen?”
“Yes, Kaz.”
While I had already come twice, the very sight of her milk dripping from those nipples made me hard again.
My body hummed with need. “Open the top. Let me suck out the milk.”
“Why are you so nasty?”
“You made me this way.”
“I did not.” Tipsy off vodka, she slowly unbuttoned the top and revealed two full and heavy breasts.
My body hummed some more. “Feed me, mysh.”
“What?” She laughed.
I scowled. “Now.”
“Kaz, I am going to stumble my drunk ass to the cell and then ask someone to get my breast pump, and then I am probably going to fall asleep while it is pumping—”
“Let me drink the milk.”
She chuckled. “Are you serious?”
My cock jerked. “More serious than I have ever been in my life.”
She smiled. “Come here, nasty baby.”
I unbuttoned my own pajama top and flung it to the floor.
“Hold on.” She laughed. “No one said to get naked.”
“I will not need my shirt for this.” I went over to her and positioned myself so that she could cradle me in her small arms.
If anybody walked in on this, it would be quite a sight to behold.
“You are too much.” Emily gazed down at me and brought her dripping nipple to my mouth.
I eagerly latched on to it.
“So spoiled.” She chuckled some more as her other hand moved lower down, exploring the muscular curves of my stomach.
This sweet, warm liquid filled my mouth.
Groaning, I sucked greedily.
The milk was so good, so tasty. It was a creamy drug that I planned to indulge on for the rest of the year.
Now I understand why my son cries so much for it.
And now it was all mine.
A soft moan left her.
I greedily gulped, drinking from her body. Every suck of the sweet liquid was more satisfying and delicious than the last.
Unable to help myself, I suckled on one breast and fondled the other’s nipple with my fingers. I damn sure planned to drink from that one next.
Her breaths became deep and labored.
Moaning, she dove her hands into my pajama pants and began stroking my cock.
Oh, mysh. We are never going to sleep now.
I drank from her breast and rocked my hips. Her hand grew wet with my pre-cum. I moaned as milk began to spurt out the nipple I was fondling, making my fingers slippery.
Fuck.
I moved my head from her breast.
Some of the liquid spilled out of the corner of my mouth.
Emily laughed. “Something is wrong with you.”
“Damn right it is.” I rose and pushed her down to the bed, forcing her to let go of my cock.
And there, I began to drink from her other breast as the milk squirted from her nipple.
“Oh.” Her eyes fluttered.
I knew she was exhausted and close to falling asleep, but I had to have her just a little bit more.
Mmmm.
I left her breast and swallowed the milk. “Do you want me to stop and let you get some rest?”
“I’m tired, but. . .”
“You still want my cock?”
“Yes.” Slowly, she closed her eyes.
I returned to drinking from her breast.
She lazily stirred a little.
Hmmm. . .She’s almost asleep, but can my cock wake her?
Leaving that nipple, I moved to the right, put my mouth on the other breast, and began to suckle again.