Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 135604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
“No, don’t stop,” she begged, her eyes looking like she’d kill me if I stopped.
“Think I’ll stop,” I shared, starting to pull back again.
Tori’s eyes flashed with panic, then she slid her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit. Her lips parted. Her eyes rolled closed.
I froze, my eyes going between her hand and her face, blissed out as she built it.
Jesus fuck.
She was trying to come before I slid out of her. Tori was wanting my dick in her when she went off. Damn she was good. Better at the game than me.
No fucking way could I keep from getting there if her pussy started squeezing my dick.
I grabbed Tori’s wrist that was moving over her stomach and her other that was flat on the bed, then I plowed forward and filled her.
She gasped and shook as I moaned into her neck, pressing her hands on the pillow behind her and then sliding them above her head, my fingers skimming over her palms and pushing through hers, connecting us.
I leaned back and looked into her face as I fucked her, hips trusting deeper as her heels dug into my back.
“Harder,” she whispered.
I pressed my mouth to hers. “You love me?” I asked.
“You know I do.”
“Say it, babe. You want harder, I wanna hear it,” I said, keeping the pace I was good at keeping until we both came in an hour, or two, or tomorrow when we were both mad and wild for it.
“I love you, Jamie,” Tori said against my mouth, kissing me softly. “I love that you’re mine. I want everyone knowing it.”
“Yeah, you fuckin’ do,” I murmured, rearing back and going at her harder now that she gave me that. I slammed my hips against hers and pressed her hands into the mattress.
She moaned into my mouth, dragged her legs up my back, and dug her heels in.
“I want three,” Tori said between panting breaths. I felt the sweat of her body stick to mine.
“Three what?” I asked, kissing down to her jaw.
“Kids,” she gasped, then her legs tightened around me when I stopped building it in her because, fuck me, she was bringing this up. She never brought this up.
I brought it up. She’d agree she wanted it, too, or she’d attack me with her mouth and let me know she was feeling what I was wanting, but never, not once, had Tori broached this topic on her own.
“Jamie, please,” Tori begged, her legs pulling to urge me, and I could feel her growing tighter and wetter and tighter.
Fuck. She was right there.
I lifted my head and took her mouth, and then I fucked her hard and fast, powering into her, and Tori was coming within seconds, crying out and bringing on my own orgasm with how fucking snug her pussy got around me.
I groaned once more into her mouth as I finished.
Tori shuddered and panted beneath me, trying to catch her breath.
“All boys,” she added when I leaned back to look at her. “With hair like yours and skin that always smells like the ocean. I want that so bad.”
I gave her hands a squeeze, pressing my fingertips into her bones as I looked at her messy hair on my pillow and flushed skin, shiny with sweat, then lowering my gaze and seeing the beauty she was giving me in the smile she had lifting her full, soft mouth.
“You wanna get cleaned up before we talk about this?” I asked her.
Tori kept her smile, pinching her lips together, and shook her head.
I smirked, knowing she’d choose that ’cause lately she was always choosing it, saying she liked messy sex with me or some shit like that, then I slowly pulled out, shifted my hips up, and trapped my wet dick between us.
Tori hummed and wiggled beneath me. She loved it when I did that.
“Can’t even get you to go out in the ocean with me again,” I reminded her of the one thing she was still fighting me on and kept pushing off until another time. “And you’re wantin’ a bunch of boys who live in it like I do?”
“Yep.” She smacked her lips on the “p,” smiling bigger.
“Want ’em to surf?”
“Yep.”
“Probably gonna want their momma out there joinin’ them eventually,” I threw out. “You down for that?”
“I’ll be ready when they are,” Tori replied, looking proud of herself.
“Mm.” I lowered my head and nipped at her lip. “Five,” I said.
Tori blinked. Her head pressed farther against the pillow so she could see me better. “Five? You want five kids? Really?” she asked, blue eyes growing wider.
“Yep,” I echoed her, letting my lips smack on the “p.”
Her mouth twitched.
“Got seven bedrooms. We’re in one. Five for them,” I started explaining. “That leaves a game room or a place we can store our trophies, mine and theirs, ’cause they sure as fuck will be collectin’ ’em like I do. Talent’s in the genes, babe. And there ain’t no point in stoppin’ at three when we got room for more.”