Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 684(@200wpm)___ 547(@250wpm)___ 456(@300wpm)
She flicks her tongue over the head of my cock before plunging down, making my balls draw up tight. I release her hair and grab her around the waist, gently tossing her on the bed.
"On your hands and knees, little monster," I order, stepping up to the edge of the bed with my cock in my hand. I squeeze the head, trying to relieve a little of the pressure and keep myself from coming.
January scurries to obey, which only makes me harder. Seeing her with that luscious ass in the air and her little slit peeking out from between her thighs is almost enough to have me shooting off all over her. But I'm not coming until I'm inside her.
"Cade!" she shouts, throwing her head back when I line myself up with her tight pussy and slam home in one deep thrust. Her hair flies back, falling in waves down her back. It's so damn long. I love it.
Wrapping my hands in it, I crane her head back, taking her mouth in a deep kiss.
She whines and rocks back and forth, impatient.
"You gotta be quiet," I remind her before I bite her lip. "If you wake TJ up, I can't make you come again."
If she wakes the baby up, he'll be a little ball of energy. He crashed hard on the way home from Faith's graduation party. I guess running around with other kids wore him out for once. I don't know where he gets the energy from, but he is always on the move. If his eyes are open, he's running around like a tiny crazy person. He's lucky he's so cute because I love getting inside his mama. He does not make that shit easy.
January bites her lip, trying to hold back another loud moan when I ease out and then thrust back inside her. I run my hands all over her body, squeezing her ass cheeks and then spreading them apart so I can watch my dick disappear inside her, only to reappear covered in her sticky juices when I slide back out.
"Cade, please," she begs, her voice soft. She arches her back, lifting her ass higher as her hands fist in the sheets.
"You want more?" I ask her.
She nods.
"Fuck. I can't ever tell you no." I grip her hips tightly and pound into her, fucking her so hard the bed rattles beneath her. My balls draw up even tighter, and I know I'm not going to last long. With her, I never do. No matter how many times I get inside her, it's always like the first time all over again. "You gotta come for me. Having my dick in your mouth while you played with your pussy got me too worked up."
She gasps and rocks back onto me, clawing at the sheets.
I slide one hand around her hip and then press my thumb to her clit. As soon as I touch her, a moan breaks from her lips, and she clamps down on me. She drops forward on the bed, burying her face in a pillow as her orgasm blasts through her, making her scream.
I pound into her hard and fast. Within seconds, I'm following her over the edge, roaring her name. I come hard, spilling into her until I'm gasping for breath.
"Fuck," I pant, slumped halfway on top of her. My eyes dart to the baby monitor on the nightstand, but TJ doesn't make a sound. Thank God. I groan and roll to the side so I don't crush January or the baby.
Once I'm on the bed beside her, I pull her into my arms, laying her on top of me. She snuggles up on my chest, her legs spread around mine, and her cheek pressed over my heart.
I run my hands through her hair, just enjoying the moment as we both come back down.
"I've been thinking," I say a few minutes later.
"Hmm?"
"We still haven't touched my trust fund."
"I know," she whispers, sounding sleepy and content.
"Maybe it's time we find a way to put it to use."
She lifts her head up and cracks her eyes open to look at me. "What do you mean?" she asks softly, pushing my hair away from my forehead.
"I mean, we're never going to use the money," I murmur, rubbing my thumb along her bottom lip. As far as I'm concerned, we don't need the money. I make enough to provide for my family and keep us comfortable. The trust fund has just been sitting there all these years, collecting interest. "Maybe we should set aside a portion of it and start an after-school program in the neighborhood, offer mentoring and scholarships or something to kids who want to go into law enforcement."
She watches me intently for a minute and then smiles. "We can do whatever you want to do, Cade."