Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Nix, God, Nix.” I move so her legs are off my shoulders, pressing my body to hers while maintaining my momentum, wanting to propel her into the orgasm she’s so close to reaching. The nerves along my back constrict, and my hands delve into her hair. We’re face to face. Every breath she takes I breathe in; it goes both ways. This time when her neck arches, I don’t do a damn thing to deter her, wanting to watch the emotions flood her face.
“That’s it, sweetheart, let go and take me with you,” I grunt as my own orgasm starts to take over my body. I slam inside her one last time. The cum jetting from my cock bathes her pussy, and I stay right where I am as I empty inside the woman who was always meant to be mine.
Rosaleigh doesn’t move either, not even when I reposition us, so her legs are up higher on my back. I read in a magazine somewhere that if a woman keeps them up long enough, it’ll help get her pregnant. I’ve got one forearm to the bed, my other hand playing with the strands of her hair as she takes her time to open her eyes for me. The fact that I could stay like this, live in her sweet-as-fuck heat forever doesn’t bother me. It’d be a fuck of a way to start and end my days.
“I think my legs are broken. Isn’t that how the saying goes? If a woman can make you a sandwich after sex, you didn’t do the job right? Well, I can assure you, there will be no food making of any kind. In fact, you’ll have to be the one to bring food to me because I am broken in the most amazing way possible.” Leigh’s eyes open. She’s got a smile on her face, and if she hasn’t realized I’ve come inside her yet, she will soon. I’m only hoping it doesn’t backfire on me. The conversation was left pretty open ended on both of our parts.
“No walking required on your part. I will say our date night out is becoming a date night in. You’ve got your choice of dinner, though. Either I can cook, or we can order from the diner and have it delivered.” Her stomach takes that time to rumble its hunger.
“Diner. Cheeseburger wrap, extra pickles, no onions, and seasoned fries. Oh, and medium-rare on the burger, please.” I guess that answers my question.
“As if I didn’t know that already. I’ve got Diet Coke in the fridge for you. I know the diner only carries Pepsi products.” She scrunches her nose at the thought of drinking Diet Pepsi.
“Thank you. I’d get up, but I’m currently comfortable. Even if there’s a strong man lying on top of me.” My cock gives its nod of approval by flexing inside of her cunt.
“Anytime. I’m not going anywhere just yet.” I’ve got at least a few more minutes until the magazine said it’d be safe to pull out.
“Good, because I like you right where you are.” Her hands goes to the back of my head, pulling me closer until our lips meet. I give in to whatever she wants as long as I can stay right here with her.
24
ROSALEIGH
I wake up warm. A body is lying half on me, half off, and a hand is cupping me between my legs, which is exactly how I fell asleep. Phoenix tried to be a gentleman by keeping his cock out of me. I wasn’t having that. I might be sore in a way that leaves me feeling his presence throughout the day, but that’s not considered a bad thing in my book.
“Go back to sleep. I can hear your brain thinking already. We’ve got an hour before we need to start getting ready for the day, and, woman, you’ve worn me out.” Nix may act like he’s tired. Tell that to his finger that is now working its way in and out of my pussy. I’d say he’s not worn out at all.
“Are you saying three times is all you’re up for?” I don’t bother with asking about where we’re going in an hour from now. Maybe Nix is going somewhere, but I’m staying in his bed all day until it’s time to go home because the girls are back.
“Oh, I’ve got more in me. That doesn’t mean I’m willing to get out of bed just yet, or move. I like you right where you are.” My center is slick with wetness; his fingers are coated in it. The lazy ebb and flow Nix is creating doesn’t help me quench my desire in the least for someone who is claiming to be worn out, and that person is definitely not me. Since Nix and I started this thing, I’ve found a new lease on life, happy for the first time in years save my daughters. Those girls are always brightening my world, even on the darkest days.