Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
The realization that a part of me is inside her nearly buckles my knees. I am overwhelmed by the love I have for her—for this unborn child that is a fraction of us both. It’s like being within a dream, the kind from which I never want to wake.
I cautiously reach out bring my hands to rest on her stomach, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. My own heart beats wildly, as if it is searching for its other half.
I need her. I need her in my arms. I need her beneath me. I need to be inside her. She is the only thing that can make me whole. I need her like I need the air to breathe.
My heart is racing as I move closer to her. I can feel the heat from her body, and I want to be near her. I want to touch her. I bring my hands to her hips, gently caressing her skin. She responds to my touch and moves closer. She looks up at me with a smoldering stare that sets my whole body aflame.
Our lips meet for the first time in what feels like decades, as if every emotion between us has been given its own voice. Passion, desire, and love all find their way into our kiss. Our bodies press against one another in perfect alignment, as though each piece of us is meant to fit together perfectly.
We explore each other’s bodies with our hands, exploring every curve and dip with newfound reverence. Our intensity robs us of breath; a wave of emotion washes over us both as we discover just how much we need one another.
Time stands still in this moment, suspended by a force beyond space or understanding. As our souls intertwine in the most intimate of ways, I know without hesitation that she is my home. I will never truly be whole until she is at my side once again.
I lean in closer and whisper in her ear, “I want you, Ani. I want you so desperately it hurts.”
She draws a sharp breath, and her body quivers beneath my touch. Before she can say anything, I press my lips against her neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I move my hands down her body, tracing the curves of her waist. I start to lower my head and nuzzle my face in her cleavage when she grabs my shoulders and pulls me up to her. Our eyes lock, and we both know that this is our moment. I capture her lips with mine, and we both moan in unison.
I wander my hands down her body, and soon I’m slipping my fingers beneath her panties. She trembles in anticipation as I stroke her warm wetness. She throws her head back, her breaths coming in short gasps as I teasingly circle her clit with my thumb.
I inhale deeply, pressing my body against hers. Her heat radiates through me, and I let out a soft moan as I drown in her scent. She looks up at me with pure desire, and I can no longer suppress the ache that has been growing inside me for so long. I slide my hands around her waist and pull her close, pressing my lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss.
With urgency, I press my body against hers. She gasps as I slip a hand between her thighs, tracing my fingertips along her most sensitive parts. Her warmth beckons me closer, and when I gaze into her eyes, I see the same desire that I feel.
I reach for her waist and hoist her up, pressing her against the wall. She wraps her legs around me, and I capture her lips with mine, tasting every inch of her. I explore her curves with my hands, running them over her skin, eliciting soft moans from her.
I’ve never enjoyed touching a woman as much as I am with her.
She’s carrying my child inside this body, and I feel as if I must touch and touch and touch again.
I want to be gentle. I want to make love, but the primal need inside of me needs to take her hard, deep, with all the aggression that is sizzling through me to claim her as mine. Truly mine.
We come together in a flurry of heat and movement. I thrust deeper, faster, and harder into her as she screams out my name. The intensity of our connection only grows as I feel her body quivering with pleasure beneath me.
I press my hips against hers, my hands roaming her body. Her heat surrounds me, her desire driving me on. I reach down and grab her hips, thrusting harder and faster. She gasps, her eyes wide with ecstasy as I drive into her.
My body trembles as her amazing tightness envelopes me. She gasps my name, her fingers digging into my back as our pleasure builds. I kiss her deeply, tenderly, savoring the sweetness of our connection.