Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Fuck her hard. Take her. She’s ready.
On the other hand, there was the less primal part of me saying she’s not used to you. You’re big. Don’t break her. You want to be able to do this thing again.
I ended up giving a little bit of both parts of me, filling her full in one swift move, but holding still once I was there to allow her time to adjust.
She cried out, muffling her scream with her hand placed over her mouth.
That’s when I froze, realizing that I’d forgotten all about my kid.
My sick, probably going to throw up all over my couch, kid.
But, when I didn’t hear any stirring coming from the living room, I couldn’t help but test out my cock’s new plaything.
Pumping my hips, I looked down at where we were connected, loving the way that her pink pussy stretched tight over my hard cock.
I pulled out, then slowly sank back in, loving the way that her juices clung to my shaft.
It looked obscene.
And fucking hot as hell.
I loved it.
My eyes traveled up her body, stopping at her belly to look at all the cute rolls she had there when she was scrunched up the way she was, then moved farther to the curve of her neck.
She had a birthmark right under her chin.
An oblong little spot about the size of the tip of my pinky finger.
It was a spot that I’d always wanted to press my lips against and run the tip of my tongue along its borders.
“Booth,” Dillan whispered. “Please.”
I grinned and glanced up at her, finding her eyes squeezed tightly shut as a flush rose high on her cheeks.
She liked this. Me inside of her.
Which was a good thing, because I planned to make this a regular thing.
But I had to take things slow.
I didn’t want to overwhelm her.
I didn’t want to terrify her, either.
Not with the depth of my feelings for her.
“I’m not a virgin, Booth,” she whispered desperately. “Fuck me already. I won’t break.”
Upon hearing those words, my control snapped.
I was pissed and desperate and angry and filled with all kinds of possessive fury at her words.
I fucked her hard enough to make her mine.
I wasn’t sure why I was so pissed that she’d had someone before me.
I had no right to be, that was for sure.
Yet, I was.
I was pissed because I was stupid.
And I lost control.
My hips started to slam hard into hers, my cock filling her so hard, deep and fast that she barely caught her breath before I was filling her full once again.
The new speed had the mirror behind us jolting with each of my thrusts, and the drawers that my knees were knocking against were practically slamming in tune with my movements.
But I didn’t stop.
Couldn’t.
Especially not when her pussy started to tighten around me—rippling, gripping, and coaxing my release to the surface whether I wanted it to be there or not.
I liked to say that I had at least some control. But the next few seconds proved that I didn’t.
The moment that her orgasm hit her, my eyes went unseeing as I gritted my teeth and gave her one last thrust of my cock before I stilled inside of her.
I physically felt the condom snap, yet my orgasm was just too far gone.
I shot my cum inside of her.
Filled her up and didn’t fucking care about the consequences.
I wanted to do it.
Again and again and again.
Until the only thing that mattered was her and me.
She could only ever remember me being inside of her.
Making her feel this way.
Giving her this.
When I came back to myself, I knew I’d fucked up.
Yet, I couldn’t find it in me to be too upset about it.
I licked my lips and moved my gaze up to her face.
She was staring down at where we were connected.
I looked, too, seeing the ragged remains of the condom around the base of my cock.
“So… the condom broke,” I said.
She snorted out a laugh.
“No duh,” she said. “I felt the elastic snap, I’m not sure how it happened, but I swear to God it hit my labia. I’ve never… I just thought you wouldn’t feel it if it broke. I guess I was wrong.”
I couldn’t help it.
I laughed.
“I hope that your labia is all right,” I teased as I pulled out of her.
Before I could so much as comment more, or enjoy the way she looked with my seed pouring out of her, I heard Asa’s voice.
“Daddy! I’m going to bed,” Asa called out as he walked past the bathroom.
I swallowed hard, feeling a sensation of ice-cold water being poured over my head.
There was nothing like the sound of your kid’s voice to cool you off right quick.
I swallowed past the ball of embarrassment in my throat.
“Make sure you take your bowl with you, bud!” I called out, quickly yanking the broken condom off my cock.