Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
She grabbed the bottle and began moving it in and out in a slow rhythm. I lubed her ass, adding more and more before I slowly pressed my cock and pushed in, allowing her to adjust. “You’re doing so well, Baby Girl. Daddy is so proud of you.”
“It hurts, Daddy, but it also feels good.”
I smoothed her hair. “I know, baby. It will only hurt for a second, and then it will feel so good that you’ll beg Daddy to take your ass.”
I allowed her to adjust, admiring how her pussy and ass were stuffed. I loved how she followed my instructions and kept fucking the bottle. “Such a good girl, Angel. You’re making Daddy so happy.”
“It feels good, Daddy.”
“You think you can take more?”
“Yes, Daddy. Please fuck your baby girl’s ass.”
“Fuck, baby.” I pushed my way into her ass, adding more lube to make it easier for her.
My hips moved quicker, and her moans took over the room. I was grateful that Emme slept like the dead cause Sarena wasn’t quiet. Her ass clenched around my cock, making me shake.
“Daddy, I think I’m going to come.”
“Come for Daddy, baby. Gush all over that bottle. Fill it with your sweet cunt juice so Daddy can have a taste.”
She fell forward, her hand still moving the bottle in and out of her greedy pussy. I loved this girl. So fucking perfect in every way. How she bent for me but also stood her ground. At that moment, with my heart full of love and adoration for her and my cock deep in her sexy ass, my balls tightened, and we came together.
“Fuck. You’re perfect,” I groaned as I pulled the bottle from her pussy, scooping her into my arms and padding down the hallway.
“Where are we going?” Sarena asked in a panicked tone. “I don’t think I can handle anymore.”
I smirked, looking down at her head lying on my chest. “Baby, what we just did was a little intense. I was thinking of some R&R.”
Chapter Sixteen
Sarena
Safety was something we took for granted. Most of us spent our whole lives not thinking about its importance. But I learned at a young age to cherish it. So as I lay in the 1930s antique clawfoot bathtub, I recognized it.
I was between Sebastian’s legs, and a cloud of soap suds surrounded us as his powerful arms held me firmly to him.
His lips grazed my ear. “You didn’t say red.”
“You didn’t do anything that required it.”
“I must admit, I have a lot of guilt when it comes to you.”
Water sloshes out of the tub as I whirl to look at him. “Why?
“You’re young and innocent. You’ve gone through so much, and here I am bulldozing you. I’ve never felt the way I feel about you for anyone else. But I’ve got baggage. Some of it may be too heavy. I should be a good guy and let you go live your life. Find a man who hasn’t lived as much as I have, but I can’t. You’re it for me, Sarena. I didn’t know what happiness was until you. Now I’ve found you, I’ll never be able to let you go.”
“Good, because I don’t want you to.”
“You say that now, but you don’t know half of my shit.”
I traced the tattoo on the inside of his wrist. A pretty woman with large eyes, but what was noticeable was the green snakes moving in all directions that were supposed to be hair. A medusa.
“Sebastian,” I whispered, rubbing his wrist with the pad of my thumb.
“I got it last year. It was for my sister.” There was a pause before Sebastian moved his arm away from me. “My dad wasn’t a good guy. He was a piece of shit. My mom was too fucked up to do anything about it, and I was too weak. I was eight when it started. My sister was six. I still have nightmares where all I hear are her cries. I was able to help her later on. Therapy, a great education. She was happy, and her husband was a good guy. I hope she was happy in the end. But I got this as a reminder to kill anyone who touches someone I love again.”
“I don’t need protection, Sebastian. I need commitment and trust. I want to know without a shadow of a doubt that you’ll always be there, no matter what.”
My head was yanked back, and Sebastian’s soulful eyes pierced mine. “I will never abandon you. Ever. I keep my word. If I tell you I’m yours, then I’m yours and only yours. I don’t know how to tell you what you mean to me. But I promise I’ll spend every day of my life showing you. I want you, Sarena. I want you and Emme and more babies. It’s you and me, Sarena. Forever. It’s you or bust for me.”