Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
As he joined her on the bed, she reached out and wrapped her hand around his straining cock.
He closed his eyes and let himself enjoy a few moments of pleasure before he opened them again and grasped her wrist. “Unless you want this over with now, you need to stop.”
She glanced down and her gaze widened at the sight of pre-come on the head of his dick. Without warning, she sat up, leaned forward, and licked it off, moaning as she sat up again, a Cheshire Cat grin on her pretty face.
His entire body vibrated with need, and he nudged her shoulders. Taking his cue, she lay back on the bed. He glanced at her body, realizing for the first time, her breasts were fuller and her waist was less defined. She was still fucking gorgeous.
Leaning over, he licked one nipple, pulling the tight bud into his mouth and scraping with his teeth.
She gripped his shoulders, her long nails digging in deep. “Oh my God. I’m so sensitive,” she moaned.
He lightened his touch and gently sucked and licked, shocked when her hips began to rotate beneath him. Her wet heat rubbed against his cock, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He raised his hips and settled himself at her entrance.
Their eyes met, and he entered her, inch by inch. Sweat beaded on his forehead and over his body. Holding back was torture.
“What’s with the slow motion?” she asked. “The Harrison I remember had power moves.” She arched a sexy eyebrow at him and waited for an answer.
Which he didn’t have. He couldn’t come up with a way to explain that he was being delicate with her. It was as new a situation to him as it was to her.
“I’m pregnant, not breakable,” she said, figuring out the problem on her own. “And I refuse to be treated like I am.”
Before he could react, she slid out from beneath him. “Flip onto your back, Harrison.” She nudged his shoulder, not that he needed convincing, and he sprawled on his back.
She straddled him, her hands on his shoulders. Leaning over him, she brought her lips close to his. “Are we clear?” she asked in a sexy voice.
“Crystal,” he said. God, she turned him on.
“Good.” She treated him to a cheeky grin as she grasped his cock in one hand, placed him at her entrance, and dropped down, swallowing him inside her completely.
Holy shit. He closed his eyes and tried to process the feeling of her slick walls clasping his bare cock in her wet heat.
“Now, I can be on top…” Her voice trailed off, and she pushed up on her knees, lifting herself until he almost slipped out of her heavenly body, then she slid back down again, and he groaned. “Or you can get over your ridiculous concerns and you can fu—”
He thrust his hips upward, completely willing to let her ride him. Her eyes gleamed, and she began to move, dragging herself up and dropping back down, picking up a rhythm that had his eyes rolling back in his head. He grasped her hips and held on, shifting his lower body in time to her movements, all but slamming into her despite his self-imposed promise to be gentle.
Her core squeezed his cock tight, and he nearly came from the pleasure, but he held out, determined to let her climax first. He slid his hands up her sides and brushed his fingertips beneath her breasts before rubbing his thumbs over her sensitive nipples, giving each the attention they deserved.
“That’s so good.” Her tone was thick with desire.
He pressed his thumbs into the tight buds, and her pussy squeezed him tight. “And you feel so fucking good.”
“So do you,” she said, rocking her hips and rubbing her clit against his pubic bone with each shift forward.
He tightened his abs and pushed himself to a sitting position, grinding their lower bodies together. Her eyes glazed over, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close, her breasts rubbing against his hair-roughened chest.
“Yes,” she said, her body trembling, her orgasm obviously close.
He knew what would tip her over the edge. He eased back, separating them so he could dip his head and pull one tight nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, tweaking the other with his finger and twisting hard.
“Oh my God, Harrison.” She drew out his name and stilled for a brief second before she rocked herself into him over and over, riding out her climax while he forced himself to hold back.
They weren’t finished yet. Their bodies still connected, he flipped her onto her back and began to pound into her hard and deep. Clasping their fingers together, he drew her arms above her head and ground their bodies together, his climax hitting him like a freight train. And when he came, his hot come spurt inside her, claiming her, even if she wasn’t aware of it yet.