Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 50080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
And just like that, he's stolen my heart all over again, and the next thing I know my husband is yanking me towards him—-
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!!!
"Stelios, w-wait—-"
But my husband is already cupping my face, and that simple touch alone has my entire body shuddering against his.
Is this really happening?
There suddenly doesn't seem enough air inside the limo, and need of the most sinful kind has come out of nowhere to breathe fire all over my body. I know I should pull away, but oh dear Lord—-
"Open your lips, wife."
It's that note of command underlying his diabolically sweet voice that kills me, and I'm now officially brainless.
Bye, logic and reason.
It was nice knowing you.
His tongue thrusts inside my mouth the moment my lips part, and a sob bursts out of me as the sheer intimacy of his kiss is so, so raw it has my whole world spinning out of control.
My first kiss.
I finally have my first kiss, and while a part of me just wants to relish the thought that I was able to have my first kiss with Stelios—-
There isn't any room at the moment for such sweet, cutesy sentiments...with the way my husband is already burning all of my inhibitions away as his tongue thrusts in and out of my mouth.
Oh God, oh Lord, please don't let this be a dream!
Now I know exactly why some people describe kisses as being tongue-fucked in the mouth, and I can only moan in surrender when he hauls me to his lap without breaking the kiss.
My husband becomes my world from that moment on, and all I can think about is how hard he feels all over...and how the unending thrusts of his tongue inside of my mouth have also made my breasts swell and ache like they're about to burst with passion.
Will this be how it feels...if I'm swollen with Stelios' child, and my breasts start to lactate?
The thought is just too much, the image in my mind so tender and vulgar at the same time—-
God, oh God, oh God!
The quickening of my pulse is my first hint, and when I feel the triangle between my legs start to throb, I just know, oh God—-
Stelios' big, muscular body jerks in surprise when I wrap my arms around his neck, and even though feeling him break the kiss with a sharp lift of his head has me crying out—-
It's just too late, and all I can do is cling to him as I whimper his name.
"Stelios!"
And then I'm helplessly grinding my pussy down on his groin as I start to cum.
"Husband"
I KNOW I SHOULD PUT up even the smallest token of protest when Stelios keeps me in his arms as he steps out of the limo and carries me all the way up to our bedroom. It's my last chance to make a stand, my last chance to keep my virginity and not lose myself in him.
But I just can't.
That one taste of pleasure has changed everything, and I just know I'll never be able to turn my back on it now that I know what it feels to cum in my husband's arms.
I want more and more and more of it.
I don't think I'll ever have enough of it.
And that's why even though I know I'm playing with fire as I allow Stelios to lower me to the bed—-
Game over, B.
All I can do is tremble and stare as Stelios steps back and keeps his gaze on me while methodically stripping himself of his clothes. I've only ever seen him bare-chested in the few months we've been married. This is my first time to see him fully naked, and oh dear Lord—-
Halp!
I really do think I have the world's hottest husband, you know?
Stelios is just hard and big and tanned all over.
And I mean it.
No exaggeration.
It's just pure sleek muscles everywhere, and when I finally have the courage to really look at his cock—-
"Did you just gulp?" Stelios asks in amusement.
"Uh...no?"
But of course we both know I'm lying, and especially with the way I still can't take my gaze off his huge, huge cock.
"You really aren't normal," I hear myself say when I finally manage to tear my gaze off his package, and although I'm absolutely being honest, the words only have the sexiest little smirk playing over my husband's lips.
Halp!
I seriously need help before my husband's hotness ends up frying every brain cell inside my head.
"As much as I enjoy having my wife stare dreamily at my cock—-"
"I wasn't doing that!" Right?
"Just looking at it won't get you pregnant, glikiá mou."
The words make me start, and I step back unthinkingly. "Um, about that—-"
Oh...crap.
I was thinking I could find a way to maybe...come up with an excuse that would allow us to have sex without making babies just yet, but the moment Stelios crosses the room and places one knee on the bed—-