Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
The ache in my pussy was still there, the throbbing between my thighs still present, but the sound of Locke’s voice in my head was a comfort.
“I’m going to take you to bed so you can get some rest. But my bed, so you’re there in the morning so I can fuck you again… and again.”
I gasped as the realization that I had just been fucked in the living room, and Locke was taking me to his bed to fuck me again dawned on me.
He pulled me to my feet, his arms wrapping around me and then sliding down until they were under my legs. I gasped as he picked me up, carrying me to the bedroom.
“There’s no turning back, Storee,” he whispered to me, his lips finding my ear. “You thought I was protective and overbearing before… Now you’re going to see what it means when you’re truly mine.”
Chapter 23
Storee
I hardly remembered falling asleep in Locke’s arms. I was so exhausted that darkness fell quickly. But when I opened my eyes again, the sun was barely beginning to rise, and I felt his arms tighten around me as his naked body was spooned up against me.
I shifted slightly to feel his body closer to mine, enjoying the warm and comforting embrace. He stirred, and I felt his breath on my neck before he pressed his lips against my skin.
“It’s still early. Go back to sleep,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky.
He pressed his hard cock between my ass cheeks, and I moved my hips slightly back against him in a silent invitation.
My wet pussy welcomed him when his dick found its way to my opening. He pressed in, just the head, and then withdrew it as I moaned in frustration. He pressed in again, just the head, then pulled it out. He repeated the motion over and over as I slowly became frantic with each thrust.
I arched my back as I felt him kissing and sucking the skin on my neck and shoulders.
“Go back to sleep,” he softly commanded.
He moved his hips forward again and I could feel his cock press against my wetness as the head grazed against my clit. The sensation was more than I could handle, and I pushed my hips back, taking him inside me.
He was still for a moment, tightening his hold on me. “Now we sleep like this.”
He pushed his hips forward again, forcing me to move with him until he was buried inside me. He stilled again and whispered, “Go to sleep, Storee. It’s not morning yet.”
“Sleep?” I whined, wiggling my butt against him. “With you in me?”
“Yes.” He nipped at my shoulder. “I think we may be sleeping with my dick plugging your pussy from now on.” I could feel his smile against my skin. “I like it.”
The stimulation was too much; the feeling of his heavy balls against me, his hard cock inside me, the warmth of his breath on my skin, and the feel of his muscular body holding me tight—I couldn’t help it. My body came and I groaned loudly, unable to contain myself.
“Good girl.” He kissed me on the neck. “Now go back to sleep.”
I didn’t want to give in to the sated sleep, but I was quickly succumbing to the pleasure of having his cock filling my pussy. I sighed as I accepted that I would be asleep in a few minutes.
I woke once more before the sun was up, the subtle movements of his body against mine making me aware that his hard cock was still inside of me.
“Shh,” I heard him say as he kissed me again. “Go back to sleep.”
It wasn’t hard to do as he asked, his cock inside me giving me a sense of security and comfort that acted like the most powerful sedative.
Sleep came easy.
I didn’t wake again until I felt his hard cock slide out of my pussy. I lifted my head to look over my shoulder at him and found Locke smiling back at me.
Locke Hartwell.
A man I never thought I’d be in the same bed with.
“Is this really us?” I asked. “You and me. Here?”
The warmth of his body seemed to melt all my worries away as I snuggled closer to him.
“It is. Does that bother you? Regrets?”
“Not at all. You?” I asked.
“I have enough regrets in life,” he said. “You will never be one of them.” He ran his hand over the bump on my head. “How’s your head today?”
“Surprisingly fine. I think you kept me… distracted.”
“Did you sleep well?” he asked as he stretched, his muscles rippling along his arms and torso.
“Really well,” I admitted. I almost added that his cock being inside of me helped but reason set in before I did. “What about you?”
“Better than I expected. I’ve never spent a full night with a woman before.”