Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 37(@200wpm)___ 30(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 37(@200wpm)___ 30(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
“Of course I am,” I tell her. In twenty-five years, we’ve never spent a night apart. If one of us was in the hospital, the other stayed. I can’t even nap without her by my side. I lay on my side of the bed; before I can even reach for her, she climbs on top of me. Her pussy is already wet as she sits on my thighs, her palms flat on my chest.
“I’ve heard that a woman doesn’t reach her sexual peak till her forties. What do you think about that?” she asks, grinding her pussy on me.
“I’d say I have my work cut out for me then, lass,” I reply.
“Can you handle it?”
“I’ve been handling it for years now. I know what you need.”
“And what do I need,” she asks before licking the side of my neck.
“This dick. In your mouth, in your pussy, or in your ass. You don’t care where as long as you get this dick,” I growl, reaching up and cupping her heavy tits. When I twist and pull on her nipples, she throws her head back and moans. Her long hair brushes the top of my thighs.
“Dealer’s choice,” she says.
“On your hands and knees,” I bark, and she scrambles to do so. I climb out of bed and pull her to the foot of it. Her ample ass looks so fucking inviting. I run my hands over it, separating her cheeks, looking my fill at her tiny holes. “Which one will it be?” I ask, running a finger from her asshole to her dripping wet pussy hole.
“Anything. Please, just fuck me,” she growls.
In the end, I decide on her pussy. I slam into her from behind and use her hips to pull her back and forth on my dick.
“Rub that clit, Raleigh. Let me feel those fingers.” She moans when she touches herself. The sound goes all through me. Damn, I’ll never get tired of hearing that.
“Very good, lass,” I say, still pumping into her. Her pussy tightens at the same time my balls do. Seconds later, we come spectacularly and when she collapses on the bed, I come down hard on top of her back.
“Ooof,” she groans and I move off of her.
“Sorry about that. I see stars.”
“Me too. That was amazing. Love you,” she says as she crawls to the top of the bed.
“Love you too,” I reply, kissing her softly after she yawns.
Long after she’s asleep, I watch her. Reminding me of that first night we met. It doesn’t feel so creepy anymore. I knew something would happen to me that day, but I wasn’t prepared to find her. Once I got over that, owning her, loving her, breeding her, and marrying her was everything I ever wanted and then some.