Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
The kiss broke her. It had to, since she’d been so stubborn all along. So convinced that love wasn’t possible for us. Christ, I had been too, but I wasn’t too stubborn to let it take me when the facts were present.
I brushed the backs of my fingers down her cheek and then her throat, across her shoulder. I grabbed her coat and dragged it down, off her body. She helped me, shrugging to lose it, and kissed me harder, groaning and grinding into me, giving her all as only she could.
My Riley. My sanity. First she’d taken it from me, and now she’d become it. The only thing that mattered. Her and our unborn child.
I drew back from the kiss, my dick already aching to be inside her again. “Are you able to… you know.”
“Fuck?” she finished, and I chuckled.
“That one.”
“Of course,” she replied.
“Good,” I said and lifted her off the chair. I gripped her ass with both hands now, and she wrapped her legs around my hips, grinding her hot little box against my throbbing erection. She was wet through those yoga pants, and the soft spot at her neck, where I nibbled and sucked, tasted of her—lavender, vanilla, and salt.
I walked her to the kitchen wall and pressed her up against it, ripped the calendar, which tumbled to the floor, and braced my arm where it’d been, holding her up by her ass.
Riley kissed me and dropped one leg to the tiles. The other she lifted and slung over my shoulder.
Oh fuck. “You looking to get pregnant with twins?” I asked. “Because I’ll shoot my load inside you again if you tempt me like this.”
“You know that’s not possible right?” she breathed, but her gaze was thick with desire, swimming with her need for me.
I managed a dry laugh. “You’re going to have to sleep naked, tonight,” I said.
“Why?”
I answered her question by ripping the yoga pants, stretching the material till it pulled free from her supple body. I tossed the ruined garment aside and admired her swollen, pink pussy, the curves of her ass cheeks peeking at me below it.
“What about you?” She worked on my belt. She fumbled it free, then tugged down my zipper, popped my top button. My cock fell out, heavy and veined, dripping precum already. Fuck, not even dripping—it was a veritable stream of my juices, all for her.
“I wanna suck it,” she whispered.
“No time,” I replied and popped the head of my dick into her warmth, slid upward and into her sheath.
Riley gasped and slammed her head back against the kitchen wall. “Oh my god, oh my god, it’s so sensitive.” She clenched around me. “I can feel everything.”
I adjusted her leg on my shoulder, ran my fingers down the inside of her thigh, grabbed her by the throat and pinned her there, my grip light. “You’re going to come for me,” I said. “You’re going to come on my cock when I fill you, Riley.”
“Anything for you,” she moaned. “Anything for you, Jax.”
I fucked her slow, only because fast would see me blowing before she was close to orgasm, and I couldn’t allow that. My woman would scream my name before I filled her. Her satisfaction was my trigger.
Riley’s shirt blocked my view of her tits, but it didn’t matter. Just the sight of her twisting for me, her neck muscles cording under the pressure of our sex, her eyes rolling back with every pained thrust, was enough to drive me through the roof and right into the fucking stars. The galaxy.
I leaned in and dragged my hand from her throat down between us, playing with her clit instead, resting my forehead against hers. “Hey,” I said, and she opened her eyes. “I love you, Riley.”
She shattered instantly, came screaming my name, pulsing and clawing at me. “Jax,” she moaned. “Oh Jax, oh fuck. Oh god. I love you. I love you too.”
“That’s it, that’s my girl,” I whispered.
Riley shuddered around me, her leg slipping, her mouth open, caught in absolute ecstasy.
My balls tightened and drew upward. Tingling spread through my abdomen and my hips jerked in a rhythm all their own. I couldn’t control it a second longer. I howled myself over the edge, slammed my fist into the wall and filled Riley to the brim.
It was too good. It lasted too long. Pulse after pulse.
This would be our everyday. Every night for the rest of our lives I’d fill her like this, appreciate her flavor, her scent, her everything.
“I love you,” she whispered again, and her leg slid from my shoulder. I caught it and lowered it to the ground, slipped out of her, dripping everywhere. “Jax, I do love you. And I want to be with you. I want to live with you and—”
I silenced her with a kiss, slower than the last one, but just as hot. I finished by sucking her lip, then kissed her nose on the tip, rested my sweat-streaked forehead against hers, and eclipsed my world with her gaze.