Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Besides,” my husband growls into my ear, his fingers pinching my clit just enough to make me cry out. “I’m not going anywhere until I feel this tight little pussy milk out every last drop of cum from my big, fat cock.”
He punctuates the last words with thrusts that fill me and slam me into the mattress beneath me. I cry out, clawing at his back and urging him on with my hips.
“I already came, you know.”
“I do know,” he purrs.
“Twice.”
“Well you’re going to come for me again,” he growls into my ear. I whimper as his finger delves down and teases a slow circle around my asshole. He pushes it inside, and he knows that drives me crazy. Coupled with he huge feeling of his thickness inside my pussy, we both know he’ll be dragging a third orgasm out of me in no time.
His lips fasten on a nipple and he starts to drive in and out, over and over until my whole body is ready to explode. Until I’m screaming and clawing him hard enough to leave marks.
Until I’m ready to melt for him.
“Come for me, sweetness,” he growls. “Make that sweet little pussy come on my big cock, and I promise I’ll leave you with a big, hot, sticky load of my cum inside of you. And while I’m gone tonight, it’s going to take hold in your womb.”
“Oh fuck,” I cry out.
Both times he’s made me pregnant, it was the hottest thing ever. The first was soon after we met, the second was barely two months after our son was born. Now, with a boy and a girl, its a toss up if we even were going for a third.
But I want one, and I know he does too. I love feeling so full with something he’s put inside of me — something we’ve made growing in me. I love the way I look with my belly swollen and my breasts so tender. And if I didn’t already want to jump on him every chance I get, when I’m pregnant, we barely leave the bedroom for months.
Also, Jagger loves it when I’m pregnant. He was insatiable before, but once I started showing that first time, it was a wonder I could get anything done without him pouncing on me and fucking me against the wall, or the dining room table, or the shower, or hell, the floor.
Not that I’m complaining.
At. All.
“You want that?” I whimper, so close myself.
“I want you full of my child all the time,” he growls. “I want you swollen and big, like the goddess you are.”
His cock thrusts deep inside of me, the slick sounds of my pussy tightening on him filling the room.
“So come for me, sweetness. Come for me so I can empty every last drop of my hot cum deep inside this tight little fuck-hole. And if you’re a good girl,” he growls right into my ear, and his voice sends a current right to my pussy.
“If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you clean my cock up with those sweet lips of yours.”
It’s like pulling a trigger. The orgasm explodes through me, my whole body tensing up around him like I’m trying to suck all of him inside of me. Jagger roars as he drives in. I feel his big, heavy balls twitch against my ass, and I cry out as I feel the hot pulse of his cum squirting into me.
I’m still panting when he starts to move again.
“Oh God, what are you— fuck.”
My orgasm tumbles into a second as he just keeps moving in and out of me. His cock is still hard as an iron bar, and he only growls like an animal into my neck as he starts to piston his thick girth in and out of my messy pussy.
“Oh God, Jagger!”
He keeps going, the thick load from his first orgasm leaking out between us and coating my pussy and my thighs with his seed. I can feel it leaking out and trickling down to my ass, teasing over my little asshole as his big cock pounds into me over and over again.
We come together, me screaming and practically passing out, and him roaring as he empties another thick load deep inside of me. We slow to a gentle rhythm before slowly, we come to a stop, gasping for air.
“You…” I mumble, nuzzling into his chest as he flips onto his back and scoops me into his arms. “Where did that come from?”
He grins. “You were right. I do want a third.”
“Me too,” I whisper.
“And I want one now, so...” He shrugs. “Just wanted to make sure.”
I giggle, leaning up to kiss him. “Well, I think you did a pretty good job of making sure.”
I gasp as he takes my hand and moves it between my legs. I know what he wants, and I feel my body tingle in response. I cup my sticky, messy pussy for him, and then squeeze my legs together tight.