Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Cain didn’t know where to look—at her pussy wrapped around his cock, or her face, or her tits that quivered. She was stunning. Her blonde hair fell around her.
He reached out and grabbed hold of her hips, feeling them within his hands. They were more than a generous handful. Slowly, he stroked up her body and cupped her tits, feeling the weight of them within his palms.
Another moan fell from her lips, and he gritted his teeth, trying to keep control. He didn’t know what it was about Leah that made him feel like a horny teenager, but she drove him wild with need.
Pinching the tips of her nipples, he suddenly sat up, and then held one of her tits up to his mouth as he started to suckle on the tight peak. He heard her soft moan, and then he moved to her second breast, lathering as much attention on that one as he did the previous one. Biting down on each plump nipple, he felt her pussy tighten around his cock.
There was no way he was going to ever have his fill of her tits, but he wanted to feel her riding his cock. Lying back down, he held onto her hips and started to show her what he wanted.
She reached out, resting her hands on his shoulders as she began to fuck him.
At first, he watched her tits and the way they bounced as she danced on his cock. Then, his gaze traveled down to where his cock disappeared within her body. She looked so stunning. He was so fucking big.
“That’s it, baby, ride my cock. Take it all. You want my cum, don’t you?”
She sunk her teeth into her bottom lip and nodded her head.
“Good,” he said. “You’re going to get it all.”
His name spilled from her lips and this time he took over, holding on tight to her hips and thrusting his pelvis up to meet her as he pulled her back down over his cock. Her sweet cries filled the air, and he was tempted to bring her to orgasm, but he was so close.
Cain came, and he did so with a growl he couldn’t quite contain. He let go, spilling wave upon wave of creamy cum deep into her cunt. He wanted it to fill her womb, to make her pregnant. Cain wanted Leah completely bound to him in every single way. First, he’d get her pregnant, then he was going to marry her.
There was no turning back for her. She was his, always.
Once the last of his release finished, he let go of her hip and slid his fingers between her thighs. He was still deep inside her, and he began to stroke her clit. The moment he touched her, she let out a moan and he didn’t stop. Each flick of her clit made her cunt twitch and pulse around his length.
He watched her, not able to look away, nor did he want to. She looked so fucking beautiful as she rode his cock, searching for her release. Cain was tempted to tease her, to prolong her release, but this time he wasn’t going to be so cruel.
Leah could have the whole world, or whatever her heart desired. He would gladly give it to her.
She’d entered his world, and he had fallen head over heels in love with her.
Chapter Ten
Two Weeks Later
Leah sat at the bar, nursing a glass of water, while the barman Greg kept an eye on her. She had noticed Cain was doing this to her more and more. He’d take her with him on trips, but her presence at his side while he conducted business was becoming limited.
For tonight’s outfit, he’d insisted on dressing her in a close-fitting red dress that pushed her tits together, giving her impressive cleavage. Even she had admired the fit of the dress. It certainly made her tits look big, which she kind of liked.
She wore a nice pair of heels, a matching red pair that went with her outfit. Her blonde hair was down, she had minimal makeup on, and they were at a nightclub—one of his own—only this one played music that didn’t give her a headache. It was kind of sexy.
Glancing toward the dance floor, she saw the couples joined together, and they might not have been having sex but they were all thinking about it. Kind of like her with Cain. If she wasn’t thinking about having sex with him, then she was having sex with him. In the last two weeks, she had lost count of the number of times they had been together.
They had pretty much done it in every single room of the house, including the kitchen. She had a feeling that was why Frank sterilized the kitchen counters all the time. They even had sex in Cain’s office. That had been her fault. She walked into his office to help him with something. She didn’t even know what it was, and it ended up with her bent over his desk, her pencil skirt to her waist, and he was deep inside her.