Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“I can feel my body. My…”
“Say it,” I command, holding my tip against her hole, hungry for more.
“Womb,” she moans.
I can tell by her tone that she thinks this makes her halfway insane, just like when she told me about her mom. My woman’s volatile, which is why she ran yesterday, but this… This is real. The truth. Us.
“Your womb is hungry for it.” I thrust back inside her, pushing deep, her soaked slit wrapped intimately around my shaft. “For our future. For a family.”
I slip into a rhythm, sliding out and then back in, pushing deep into her sweet hot hole and keeping my eyes on her face and chest. Her tits bounce gorgeously for me. Her mouth twists into adorable shapes of pleasure, her eyes locked on me. She glides her hands up my arms, squeezes onto my shoulders, and stares meaningfully.
This is as important to her as it is to me. It has to be. We’re betraying… No, not that.
She moans in shock when I start fucking her young tight slit even quicker. Her fingernails scrape over my back as I lean down, kissing her cheek, lips, and neck, losing myself entirely in my woman. She’s the only person who can make me forget the wrongness of what we’re doing.
I move my hips quicker and quicker, filling her hole, the walls of her pussy stroking me as if trying to coax a waterfall of seed out of my dick. She moans right in my ear.
“That’s so fucking hot,” I growl.
“W-what?”
“When you moan like that.”
I feel her breasts rubbing against my body as I pick up the pace. Both of us are sweaty as we shift together. She’s moving her hips too. There’s something instinctive about how she’s doing it, like her womb is telling her what to do, her need to get pregnant.
When I explode inside of her, it all begins, but there’s no way I’m doing that until I feel her creaming down my dick. Rearing back again, I watch her tits bounce, hypnotized. I fuck her harder, the room filling with her perfect, wet noises of release.
“Yes, yes, yes.” She gasps. “It’s so…”
“You were made for this,” I growl. “Your body was fucking made for me and nobody else. Just me. You’re mine. Mine. Mine.”
With each word, I thrust into her again. The concussion, my aching ribs, the standoff with Rosa… None of it means a thing, as bad as that is to think. Only we do.
“I think I’m going to come.”
Her hips move even quicker, her tits and belly jiggling captivatingly. Her hips are almost the sexiest part, the way they shake with each thrust, her whole body responding to my attention.
“Do it.”
I’m panting, barely a person anymore, more of a beast and a wild thing. I’m letting out the savage.
“Come.”
I thrust into her really goddamn hard. The bed whines, the mattress squeaks, and my woman shoves a hand over her mouth. She screams, trapping it with her fingers.
“On.”
Somehow, I pound into her innocent pussy harder. Her inexperienced hole responds by pulsing around my shaft, almost making me explode, the seed surging and boiling up my dick.
“My.”
Again and again, I fuck my woman like there’s an engine in me. The end of my cock has so much intense pleasure right now, a focused point of pure sensation.
“Dick.”
She covers her mouth with both hands, her body jostling up and down as I entirely give in to my instincts. I look even farther down at my cock hammering into her hole. When I see the white cream sliding down my shaft, I can’t take it anymore. I collapse on top of her, talking frantically close to her ear, unsure she can hear it. I’m unsure if I’m making any noise other than animal grunting except for the hungry sounds of our shared release.
“You’re mine. You’ll always be mine. This is it, Emma. You’re going to… ah… give me… Fuck, yes, yes, your pussy feels so…”
Suddenly, even these sounds are beyond me. All I can do is bite down to stop myself from roaring. She sinks her fingers into my back. My cock aches, the tip burning in the best way, every shred of my attention focused on the feeling of the release. The rightness of it, my woman taking everything I can give her. After, I lie atop her for a couple of moments, both of us panting. She goes from digging her nails into my back to holding me gently.
“That was amazing, Leo,” she whispers.
I lean back, smirk, then kiss her on the lips. “Why do I sense a but coming?”
She returns my smile, but her eyebrows knit, and she slowly shakes her head.
“We should’ve locked the door first.”
“I know.” I pause, then say, “I love you.”
“Really? I wasn’t sure if that was just sexy talk.”