Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
“Oh.”
“You sound unhappy.”
He was. “No, it’s fine.”
She rolled over and sat up, the blanket falling to her waist. “Don’t lie to me. You’re upset.”
“I guess I was hoping for a miracle.”
“What do you mean?”
He ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s nothing.”
She growled and climbed over to him, straddling his lap. “Don’t lie to me.”
He held her hips, feeling her wet pussy rub against his cock. “I’m not lying to you.”
“You’re lying right now and it doesn’t look good. It makes you look really bad. Like a big liar.”
He flipped her over so she was back on her knees and this time, he cupped her ass, spreading the cheeks wide. “Stay. Don’t move or I won’t let you come.”
She stayed perfectly still and he cupped her pussy. Getting his fingers nice and wet, he drew them back to her anus. She tensed up but made no other move. He smiled as he circled that puckered hole and waited. She didn’t move but seemed to push back.
He pressed against that tight ring of muscles, and slowly, he slid a finger into her ass. She cried out, her hands gripping the blanket. He stretched her asshole, wanting to sink his cock in next.
“What would you say if I told you I wanted you off the pill?” he asked.
“Why would you want me to stop taking it?”
“Don’t play dumb. You know what I want.”
“I do but don’t you think we’re moving a little too fast?” She cried out as he added a second finger, working her ass.
He pulled away long enough to grab some extra lubrication. Sally stayed in the perfect position and he was more than happy to play with her. She had a nice ass. He slicked his fingers up with the lube and applied more to her ass. He waited until she was ready before he started to work his cock into her ass.
Slow and steady. He started to fuck her. Taking his sweet time, he eased in and out, working her ass.
She tensed up at first and he let her become accustomed to the feel of his cock before he pushed more of himself inside her. When she had most of him, he gripped her hips. He sank the last inch and heard her moan. “How are you feeling?”
“So full.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please don’t stop.”
He smiled, kissing the back of her neck. “I’m going to tell you a little secret, Sally.”
“What?”
He pulled out until only the tip of his cock remained, and then he slowly slid in deep, distracting her.
“I’m in love with you and I want us to get married and have lots of babies together.”
He repeated the thrust, not giving her time to really think about it before he was fucking her. She screamed, cried out, begged, and then moaned. He reached in front of her and started to tease her clit. She was a ball of nerves and he was happy to pluck them how he wanted them.
Working her pussy, he felt the answering ripple up his dick. He worked her body like only he knew how, and in the past month, he did know. Sally had become his whole world, and he knew he was the right guy for her, the only one who had the power to make her happy, and it was exactly what he was going to do. All he needed from Sally was for her to let him in. They weren’t enemies. They’d never really been to start with.
They were so much more and could be a hell of a lot more, if only she gave in and saw what they could be.
“I want you, Sally. Always. Give me the chance. I can prove it to you. I’ll make you happy and complete.” He kissed her neck and felt her orgasm as it washed over her. Her cries filled the air as she came, and he followed her into bliss. It was the best freaking orgasm of his life and he only hoped his woman truly believed him.
Chapter Seven
Becks opened her front door, eating a bag of potato chips.
“You do know it’s the morning?” Sally asked.
“Yeah, and do you know how early it is?”
“It’s five o’clock.”
“In the morning,” Becks said.
“I need to talk to you. It’s urgent.”
“Did you sneak out of bed to get over here?” Becks opened the door wider for her. Her friend was still in her pajamas.
“I may have.”
“Really? You’re becoming a shocking rebel with your boyfriend.”
“Please, don’t say that word.”
“Do I need to go and get my baseball bat?” Becks asked.
Sally went straight to the kitchen, opening the fridge door. “Why would you need to get a baseball bat?”
“Has he hurt you? Upset you? Broken your heart?”
“What? No, he’s done none of those things.”
“Then tell me why you’re here so early in the morning.”
“Kids. Babies.”