Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Evan give me your son.” With those words I grabbed her legs and held them up and back, spreading her open as my cock shot off inside her over and over again.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her body trembled in the most erotic way. I slammed into her over and over, cumming deep inside her until my balls were finally drained.
I laid on top of her out of breath, feeling the tremors from both our bodies, knowing she’d just taken something from me. That I’d just shared part of my very soul with her.
“I think I just bred you.” I guess she liked the idea because her pussy flexed around my cock and squeezed. “Just in case, let’s try again.” I rolled with her until I was on my back. “Ride me.”
The rest of our time there was a blur. We spent our days working but at night I got to show her the city and all the places I found fascinating.
There was no longer an issue with men sniffing around her once word got out that the ring on her finger was put there by me.
That’s not to say that men didn’t still admire her from afar, but my stern continence and get fucked glare usually kept them at a respectable distance.
In the end the trip surpassed by earlier expectations. She was a hit both professionally and for me, personally.
The client was more than pleased with the ideas we’d come up with and plans were already underway to get started.
We’d be back and forth in the next few months overseeing things, but for now our work here was done.
Our flight back was different from the one we took there. Instead of sitting across the aisle from each other like we did then, I took her to the back where the lone bedroom was.
We spent the hours wrapped around each other. She still had yet to give me the words, but her actions spoke loud and clear.
There was no longer any doubt in my mind about her feelings for me. “So you’ll move in with me? You promised.”
I’d got her to agree to moving into our new home before the wedding but now that we were on our way home I was afraid she’d find an excuse to change her mind.
“I said I would didn’t I?” She was still flush and soft from our last round of lovemaking, my favorite. I like seeing her like this, soft and compliant.
The only way I can get her that way is after I’d taken her. Because these days she was even more stubborn than usual.
It’s as if my love for her was helping to loosen her up and I never miss an opportunity to tell her how much I love her.
My only sadness is the look that comes into her eyes whenever I say the words, the longing in her to give them back to me, and the fear that’s holding her hostage.
“Did I tell you today that I love you? No, I think we were too busy getting ready to leave and I forgot. Forgive me.” I tapped her chin and stole a kiss from her lips.
Just say it Gia, but I knew she wouldn’t, I knew that she believed in her heart that if she gave me those words she’d endanger me.
I didn’t believe it for a second, but it’s her reality and I have to respect that. I’m still holding out hope that one day I’d find the key to unlock that part of her.
“Okay then, so we’ll swing by and pick Amber up and the three of us will stay at my apartment tonight. We’ll use the weekend to move.”
“Whatever you say. I can’t wait to see her. Do you think you bought her enough stuff on this trip?” She’s been teasing me for days about that.
She had no idea that I’d accepted Amber as my daughter in my heart, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do for my kid.
So yes, whenever we were out and about these past few days, I’ve bought her anything that I thought she’d like.
I’d also spoilt her though she didn’t know it yet. She’d fallen so in love with the place that I’d secretly bought her a villa.
I won’t be telling her until our honeymoon though as I’m sure she’d kick up a fuss. But I find I like spoiling the two of them.
I like the feeling I get whenever I do something to put that special light in her eyes. I covered her tummy with my hand hoping that at least one of the times I’d taken her had resulted in pregnancy.
Though I no longer feared losing her, maybe having my child, having me next to her in marriage, would help alleviate some of her fear.
I have no plans on dying anytime soon and had already made up my mind to give up some of my riskier endeavors to as not to alarm her in the future.