Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
She nods. Her head is against my neck, and she kisses me there before whispering, “I need you too. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
I pull back, trying to keep my senses. “I have condoms in my suitcase.”
She stares at me, her face red and flushed. “Do you want to use them?”
I shake my head instantly. “No, I’ve dreamed of being inside you with nothing between us. But I don’t want to make that decision on my own. You could get pregnant the first time even. I don’t want to push you before you’re ready.”
Her eyes light up when I say pregnant, and just the image of her round with my babies in her belly makes my cock even harder. “I don’t want anything between us either.”
I groan as precum leaks from my cock.
I reach between us, stroking my finger through her sweet honey channel. “I need you wet, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She grunts, and she’s already soaked, ready for me. I roll onto my back and pull her on top of me. I stroke my hands up her waist and cup her heavy breasts as I lean up, my cock gliding along her bottom. I suckle her breast as her hands hold on to the back of my head, holding me to her.
I’ve coated her with my precum, and I know I have to get in her or it’s going to be over before it even starts.
I lie back. “I don’t want to hurt you. This time, I want you on top. You control it all, Janie. You can do anything you want.”
She nods and reaches between us, wrapping her hand firmly around my cock. Her eyes widen, and I know she’s shocked by the girth, but I just keep repeating to myself, Don’t hurt her, don’t hurt her.
“That’s it, baby, put me inside you.”
She raises up and puts me at her entrance. With just the tip in, I can already tell she’s going to strangle my cock. She slides down slowly, and it’s hell and heaven on earth at the same time. After only a few inches in, she stops, and I know I’m up against the tiny piece of skin that is keeping me from completely claiming her. I reach between us and put my finger on her clit. It’s swollen, and I work across it, trying to take her focus off the pain I know she’s about to feel. Her hips start to buck. “That’s good, baby. Keep doing that, and when you come, when you feel your orgasm hit, I need you to slide down on me and take me all in.”
She shakes her head side to side. “No, I want you to come too.”
I smile. “Don’t you worry about me. I’ll come, baby. There’s no doubt about it.’
She nods, and I put more pressure on her clit. She’s shaking over top of me, and I know it’s going to be soon. She starts to jerk, and I grab on to her hips and slam her down on my cock. Her eyes pop open, but she doesn’t stop; she keeps rocking on my cock as I shoot rope after rope of cum deep inside her. When she stops moving, she falls down to my chest. I hold on to her and try to commit it all to memory. I don’t ever want to forget this moment ever. I’ve claimed my wife... and I’m keeping her.
Epilogue
Janie
Two Years Later
“Let’s go see Daddy. You want to?” I ask our son.
The little boy that is the spitting image of his father nods and lifts his arms up, wanting me to carry him. I lift him up and put him on my hip.
I pick up the slice of pie on the counter and walk outside. I’m still doing the social media for the bakery, and I’ve added a few other clients to my list in the past year.
I walk out of the house, and just like every other time I look at it, I’m in awe. The ranch is done, and it’s everything I’d imagined. The night Carter brought me here, he described it to me perfectly, and it’s exactly the ranch he described. I walk toward the barn and stop next to the corral where Carter is training one of the new horses. There are a few cowboys standing to the side, and they all tip their hats to me, but none of them look my way long. Carter has pretty much put the word out that he doesn’t appreciate anyone looking at me, and I understand he’s protective. I act like it bothers me, but secretly I love his obsessive ways.
He rides over to us. “Hey, honey. Hey, CJ.”
CJ holds his hands out for Carter to pick him up, but he shakes his head. “Not on this horse, buddy. We’re still breaking him in. But I’ll take you out on Stallion later.”