Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Don’t worry, baby,” I chuckle. “I won’t ruin you.”
I hold my breath as she twists her head and kisses me, smiling as she does so. I run my hands up her body, feeling every inch of her soft skin before finally wrapping her up in my arms. Pinned beneath me, she’s never felt more like mine.
Slowly—very slowly—I begin to move inside her.
The pleasure takes hold of my entire body like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Somehow it’s even more intense than our first time down by the lake. It must be from all the build-up over the last year—like a crescendo in a song that’s been going and going for longer than anyone could have ever anticipated.
“Walker…” Skylar breathes as I rock my hips. She arches her back, changing the angle and allowing me to go deeper. She spreads her legs slightly too.
Christ, she wants it harder.
If only I’d jerked off this morning. Then maybe I’d have more stamina for her right now. But fuck if I’m not holding back with every single thrust.
“I’m gonna come already!” Skylar whimpers, her body beginning to shake. I feel her pussy clenching down even tighter on my cock too, causing me to bite down hard on the inside of my cheek, so hard I can taste blood.
Fuck, this is unreal.
“Do it, baby,” I grunt, pumping hard and deep.
“Come with me!” she moans. “I want to feel it!”
Relief washes over me. Do I want to fuck Skylar longer? Hell yes, I do. I want to flip her over and pound her in every position I can think of until we’re both sweating and she’s come so many times she can’t even think, but our parents are coming home soon, and I’ve been right on the edge since I entered her. Hearing her beg me to finish inside her right now is music to my ears.
I relax, close my eyes, and press my forehead against hers.
“Hell yeah, baby,” I groan. “I’m going to come so hard. I’m gonna fill that little pussy up.”
“You’re so…big!” Skylar moans through clenched teeth. “I’m coming!”
She comes, and I go off.
The feeling of her womanhood contracting on my shaft is enough to send me over the edge. I unload, spraying hot ropes inside her as her body begins to quiver beneath me. I didn’t even ask if she’s still on the pill, and frankly, I couldn’t care less. Breeding Skylar is the overriding impulse right now, taking over all other thought in my mind.
“I love you,” I blurt out as I fill her with my seed. “I love you, Skylar. You’re the only one. I never should have done what I did.”
“I love you too.” Her voice shakes as speaks, but her words wash over me like some kind of drug. “But shut up right now. Apologize later, okay?”
I almost laugh.
God, she’s perfect.
I pump my ropes into her then bury my cock deep inside and hold it there as the last waves of her orgasm ripple through her.
Then I hold her. I hold her close as I slump down on top of her, my heart pounding through my chest against her back, feeling the warmth of her body, the softness of her skin, smelling the scent of her body in my nose as I breathe deep.
God, I could stay here forever.
But unfortunately for both of us, this moment of perfection can’t last. Outside, I hear the faint sound of car tires followed by the sound of a car door.
“Is that…what I think it is?” Skylar asks.
“Shit.” I kiss her deep then slip out of her and stand.
“What kind of twenty-nine-year-old lawyer doesn’t have his own house?” she asks as I toss her pants to her.
“The kind that didn’t know he was moving coasts all of a sudden!” I hiss as I scramble back into my pants. “Besides, if I’d have gotten my own house, maybe none of this would have ever happened—”
“We’re home!” I hear my mom’s voice call out from downstairs as the front door opens.
“Eeep!” Skylar screeches as she almost falls off the bed getting into her pants.
I’m still pretty hard, and I know it’s going to be impossible to get into mine, so I just grab my clothes and race to the closet.
“Pretend you were napping or something!” I whisper. “I’ll see you soon.”
“Okay!” she whispers back. “Oh, and Walker?”
“Yeah?”
Skylar smiles at me from the bed, her face flush, her hair a mess. “I love you.”
Just the sight of her warms me from within. There’s no doubt in my mind, somehow I’ll break this to the folks and somehow I’ll make this work.
“I love you too. See you soon!”
And with that, I race into the walk-in, through the door, and back into my room.
I find a pair of sweatpants that I manage to get into and slide into a T-shirt, just as I hear the sound of Roman’s footsteps coming down the hall.