Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
I keep massaging her breast, softly toying with her nipple, feeling it grow hard for me as my finger starts to properly fuck her eager body.
She gasps and grinds her hips up and down, her moans louder until I remove my hand from her breast, gently placing it over her mouth.
“Moan into my hand,” I growl in her ear. “Just for me, Faye. Everything you are, you sexy perfect young thing, is just me for. Got it?”
“Yes, yes,” she moans between my fingers. “I think…it feels….”
“You’re close,” I tell her with a deep, carnal note. “I can feel you getting closer every second. Your soppy little pussy’s going to cream all over my hand.”
“Yes, yes,” she croaks.
I carefully cradle her mouth as her hips begin to move even faster. I’m not sure how long we stay like this, but it could be for years, and I wouldn’t care.
I’m addicted to the feeling of her inexperienced pussy around my finger, the way she tightly clings to me, making my helm tingle when I think about pushing in with my massive length.
I finger fuck her faster, deeper, and she gifts me with the sweetest moaning noise.
Collapsing against me, her body trembles as the orgasm courses through her. Her gasps and moans are filled with shock, infusing the pleasure and the release, as if she never wants this to end.
Her breath is hot against my palm as she moans into it, actively chasing the feeling now, bouncing up and down on my finger the same way she will on my cock.
She breaks off, panting, and finally, I slide my finger out of her.
She turns to me with glassy eyes, a smile on her face, looking drunk for a moment. Dazed and yet hungry for more.
“That was the best thing ever,” she says as if slowly coming to her senses. She laughs lightly. “I can’t believe how good that felt. Heck, Felix.”
“You were so wet already.” I grab her hips and pull her close, not able to stand being separated from her. “Your body is so fucking receptive, so horny. You were soaked. You’re ready for my dick, Faye. We said we’d wait. But I can’t. I need to feel that tightness wrapped around my dick and how hot you are.”
Put a baby inside of you.
She bites her lip, nodding as if speaking’s too difficult.
“Let’s go to the cabin,” I tell her. “It’s not the Ritz, but….”
“It’s close,” she murmurs as the waterfall crashes behind her.
“It’s close,” I say huskily, nodding. “And right now, I’m close, Faye. Close to throwing you down and bending you over here in the grass. Close to tearing off your dress and fucking you until you can’t take it anymore and you’re creaming all down my cock. Until I explode and put a baby inside of you.”
She gasps, taking a small step back.
It takes me a second to realize what I said, how I slipped.
“Put a baby….”
I swallow.
Fuck.
But I had to tell her, didn’t I before we had sex?
She needed to find out at some point.
I step forward, staring down at her, my balls never feeling fuller.
“Yes,” I tell her, knowing this could be the end. “The truth is, Faye…I don’t just want to be your boyfriend, your partner, whatever. The truth is I feel like – I know – we belong together. You belong to me. Your curvy body and your talent and your love and you, every part of you, it’s mine.”
My voice is coming out gruff, shaking a little with the effort of not grabbing her again.
“I want you forever,” I growl. “I need you forever. I knew it the second I saw you when I returned to the States. I knew you were mine. I knew you were always going to be mine.”
She reaches up, touching my chest, digging her fingernails in as though she needs to make physical contact.
“You knew we were going to come here. To your cabin. You knew we might break our agreement.”
“Yes,” I tell her honestly. “I can’t stop wanting you.”
“You really want a family? To…,” she laughs as though finding it surreal. “You want to make me pregnant?”
I squeeze her hips, letting her feel the full force of my possessive intent.
“I need it,” I tell her. “I need you. I know how I sound.”
“Crazy,” she cuts in, laughing softly.
I chuckle. “Yeah, I guess so.”
She moves closer to me, sliding her hands around my body. “If you’re crazy, then so am I.”
She can’t know the effect these words are going to have on me. If she did, she might know better than to throw them out there so casually, to tempt me with so much whirling hunger.
I kiss the edge of her mouth. “I’m not sure you understand what I’m saying.”
“Felix.”
I lean back, studying her. She stares up with her eyes flaring sassily, with something like a smile crossed with a grimace on her lips, an alluring expression unique to her.