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)
“Fuck yeah. Work my cock with your pussy, Leigh.” She bottoms out. My hands grip the cheeks of her ass, pulling them outward, trying to get deeper inside her.
“I’m not going to last long,” she purrs.
“Neither am I. Work your clit, sweetheart.” She clenches down on my cock, her body locking tightly. I am guiding her up and down, lifting my hips when she is going up. We work together, reaching our orgasm together.
“Oh God, Nix.” Head tipping back, a long moan leaving her, she shivers in my arms, and I feel her pussy shudder, pulling me along with her. My cum jetting into her tightness.
“Fuck yeah, milk my cock.” The aftershocks of her coming are still wrapping around me. We’re both slick with sweat, and the windows in the truck are fogged up. Marking this off as one of her firsts, it being with me, settles deep in my bones that waiting for Rosaleigh was worth it. I would have waited however long when it comes to the woman in my arms.
“You think you got me pregnant this time?” Leigh asks as she settles back in my arms. I don’t answer at first. I’m happy as fuck she isn’t pissed because I didn’t even ask where I was coming, not that she knew I searched for her birth control. “I know you took matters into your own hands. I’m not upset. You did kind of give it away, not allowing me to swallow once, staying planted inside me long after we came.”
“Every time I come inside you, I hope you are. It’s a little soon yet. We’ll know by next month, right?” I tip her chin up and to the side. My mouth lavishes hers, tongue tangling with hers, while my cock is still inside her, clearly not getting the memo that he’s already got his. We’ll be heading home soon, but for now, Leigh is content in my arms with my mouth on hers, and that’s where she’ll always be.
27
ROSALEIGH
“Why is everyone so chipper this morning?” I walk out of the bedroom, tightening my robe. Last night was the absolute best. After I confronted Nix about the lack of condoms and asking if I were on birth control, we stayed snuggled together in his truck until his cock finally lost its hardness, which meant I also lost him. It wasn’t long after that we both got dressed, I climbed back in my seat, and Nix headed home, which is when I promptly fell asleep. The wine, the amazing sex, and the beginning of the best birthday ever lulled me into a deep slumber. I only woke when Nix placed me in bed and took off my shoes. He was going to let me sleep, but I needed a shower, desperately. I was sticky between my legs, and my makeup was surely destroyed. I pulled Nix into the bathroom with me, where we made love again. This time, neither of us said a word; everything that needed to be said was told through our eyes.
“Finally, the birthday girl graces us with her presence.” I rub the sleep out of my eyes. Everyone is in the kitchen—Nix, Rory, Emmy, Ophelia, Ya-Ya, Baboosh, Conrad, and Sherry. My family is here. It doesn’t matter that I’m divorcing David; that doesn’t mean I’m divorcing his parents. Our children need them as much as they need the girls.
“Happy Birthday, Mamma Bear.” Emmy rushes towards me, full steam ahead, making me brace for impact. She leaps, and I wrap her up in my arms, holding her tightly.
“Happy Birthday. We were going to wake you up, but Aunt Fif said you’d need the rest after your dinner.” Rory joins on our hug, and then there’s Nix, eyes locked on mine as he saunters over to where the girls and I are standing, hugging one another.
“Happy Birthday, sweetheart. Hope you don’t mind having a houseful of people this early in the morning.” He comes up behind me, big muscular arms wrapping around the three of us, whispering in my ear. Tears form in my eyes, and everyone and everything becomes a blur.
“This is the best birthday a girl could ever ask for,” I respond, voice thick with emotion. The girls let go first. Nix stays wrapped around me, walking me toward our family, body bracketed to mine, intent on not letting me go, even when Ya-Ya makes her way over with Sherry in tow.
“Love you. I’m going to get started on breakfast. Fif has the drinks going, the girls are on the waffles, and I’m doing the meat, sausage and bacon. Dad has the eggs, and Conrad brought that syrup and hot honey you love so much. All you have to do is sit and hang with everyone. Let us take care of you, okay?” He kisses my temple, squeezes me one last time.