Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
“Creative?” she sounded amused, and it brought a smile to my lips.
“Creative ways to fill your pussy with my come without hurting you,” I explained. Then my tone turned cocky. “Don’t worry, I have endless ideas when it comes to your body, bunny.”
Chapter 9
Justice
When I woke from our nap, Blair was awake and studying me with a worried expression while she chewed on her bottom lip.
“Don’t, Blair,” I admonished. “I’m the only one who gets to bite that lip.” Yep. I was jealous of fucking teeth.
I brushed loose strands of straight blonde hair back from her face. “What’s going on in that head of yours, bunny?”
“What is this?” she asked timidly.
“This?” I raised a brow. “You’re going to need to be a little more specific. And I’m going to assume you aren’t talking about my dick because that would just be insulting.”
Blair giggled, but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I meant, this—you know—us.”
I leaned up on my elbow so I could see all of her face while we talked. “That’s it. Us.”
She looked confused by my answer.
“You”—I pointed at her chest—“me”—I pointed at my own chest and then at her tummy—“and baby makes three. For now.”
Blair laughed, and the beautiful bell-like sound warmed my heart and hardened my cock. “So, I’m your baby momma?” She asked it flippantly, but as usual, she wore her true feelings on her face, and I could clearly see that she was afraid I was going to say yes.
“Bunny.” I turned her on her side so we were facing each other. “Don’t ever refer to yourself like that again. You are the mother of my children—”
“As in plural?” she interrupted with a squeak. Her face flushed with delight, clearly liking the idea.
“I intend to keep you pregnant for a long time,” I stated. “You’re going to be too irresistible when you’re wearing my ring and dripping milk from your sexy tits.” I licked my lips in anticipation as I eyed her chest hungrily.
“Justice?”
“I fucking love the way you say my name,” I sighed.
“Justice, focus!” she snapped.
My head flew up in surprise, and I grinned at the glimpse of her backbone. I loved that my girl was so soft and sweet, but I had a feeling that attitude I glimpsed from time to time would end up making her a tigress in bed.
“What, bunny?”
“Did you say ring?”
I frowned. “Of course, I said ring. You think I’d let my wife walk around without a ring, so every bastard around her knows she’s taken?”
Blair tensed and stared at me in silence.
“What?” I finally asked.
She huffed with impatience, and it was cute as fuck.
“Are you going to ask me?”
“Ask you what?”
“To marry you!” she practically shouted.
My brows drew down, and I scowled. “Absolutely not.”
Blair sat up and stared down at me incredulously. “You just said you wanted me to have your babies and wear a ring. But we’re not getting married?”
I shifted so I was sitting up too before replying. “We are getting married.” My tone made it clear this was not up for debate.
Blair shouted in frustration and pulled on her hair. “What the heck are you talking about? How can we get married if you aren’t asking me?”
Ah, then it all made sense. “Bunny, I’m not asking because you have no other choice. We’re getting married, and that’s final.”
“So….” She started ticking off her fingers as she made a list. “I’m moving in”—I nodded—“we’re getting married”—another nod—“and I’m apparently going to be baring you a gaggle of babies. Does that about sum it up?”
Her voice held a hint of sarcasm, and I narrowed my eyes while I waited for her to make her point.
“Why? Why do you want all that with me?”
“Because I love you,” I said with exasperation.
“Oh.”
I laughed at her befuddled expression. She clearly hadn’t expected my answer. Although I didn’t know how she hadn’t figured that out yet. “Bunny, I’ve loved you since long before I should have.” I decided to lay it all out for her. “There are no limits to my obsession with you, Blair. I’m going to be a possessive, jealous, domineering asshole sometimes, but no one will ever love you more than I do.”
She clasped her hands in front of her chest, and I was very proud of the fact that I didn’t let it draw my eyes down to her tits. “I love you, too,” she chirped brightly.
“Good.” I gently pushed her shoulder until she was once again lying on her back. “Now, let’s work on those babies.” After adjusting the pillow, I decided to eat her pussy until she came, then come all over it and push as much of it as I could inside. After that, I jacked off with my dick inside only an inch or so. Then we fell into another exhausted heap and slept.