Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
“Please,” she begs so prettily for me.
“You know what I would have done if you'd left the house without underwear?” I ask her, palming her ass with one hand and sliding the fingers of the other through her wetness. My cock is more than ready to slide inside, but the way she’s presenting herself makes it worth the wait.
“What’s that?” Mae responds, pushing her body backwards when I sink two fingers into her cunt.
“Spank you until your ass is a pretty shade of pink, then every time I slam my dick inside you, you’d feel the sting of pain over and over again.”
“Oh god.” It’s clear as fucking day she likes that idea.
“You want that, baby girl? You want my handprint on your ass?” We’ve barely scratched the surface of her sexual appetite. So far, she’s met me match for match.
“Yes, Daddy.” The minute the words leave her mouth, my hand lifts in the air before coming down on the lush cheek of her ass. I repeat the process while my fingers fuck her, my hand raining down with each slap, moving to different areas each time. Through it all, Maeve lets out deep moans, asking for more, not at all giving me any indication she’s in pain. In fact, my woman moves into each hard smack while she’s dripping down my fingers, into my hand, and down to my wrist.
“That’s my baby girl, soft and sweet, letting me have my way with her pretty body and tight-as-fuck cunt.” There are times I take her more than once or twice a day, and still, there’s a snugness to her cunt.
“I’m so close.” I pause what I’m doing with her ass but keep my fingers inside of her. My hand works the belt buckle and the buttons on my denim jeans. There’s a reason I go commando. It’s a fuck of a lot easier to get inside my woman when she’s ready to light up the room.
“Hold it. Not yet. Not until I’m inside of you.” My jeans drop beneath my ass, allowing me room to work, harder and faster. I wrap my hand around my cock, thumb and finger pinching the tip. She’s not the only one ready to get there. It’s damn hard to be around Maeve and not fuck her morning, noon, and night.
“Hurry.” The impatience in her tone pushes me to move faster.
“Not gonna go slow. You better hold the fuck on, baby girl.” I take away my fingers. Her greedy cunt clamps down on them, reluctant to let me go. The minute I’m free, my hands grip her hips, and my cock lines up with her tight pussy.
“Finally.” She tosses her hair over her shoulder, eyes locked on mine. Her cheeks are red, there’s flour dotting a couple of places on her pretty face, and damn, her lips are plump from biting down on them.
“You busting my balls, woman?” I don’t expect a response, not with the way she’s gripping the head of my cock with her cunt. I’m barely inside, and she’s trying to take me. Damn, this woman. She’s mine, with her soft Josephs and sweet daddys. I’ll do whatever I have to keep them forever. I claimed Maeve Oliver. Now all that’s left is to make it official in every possible way.
“Daddy,” Mae whimpers when I thrust all the way inside. I lose sight of her as she closes her eyes, and I clench my jaw to keep from coming too fucking fast.
“You’re marrying me, Maeve. Love you more than life, and while I know already that you love me the same, it’s time to make it official.” My hand travels the length of her back, causing her flesh to rise with the movement. She pushes back with each thrust of my hips, matching me yet again. Still, she’s not close enough, never is. Even going to sleep and waking up with her wrapped around me, I’m always trying to find a way to keep her glued to me.
“Yes.” I wasn’t asking. Either way, Mae is going to be my wife and the mother of my children. I move her off to the side. My front meets her back, and my lips travel the nape of her neck.
“Love you, baby girl. Fucking always.” My teeth sink into her soft skin, and damn, there’s no holding back now. Maeve’s body comes alive beneath mine.
“I love you, Joseph.” Her pussy keeps its hold on me as my orgasm takes over, pulling me right along with her.