Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He’s filling me with every stroke as a sheen of sweat runs from his brow.
His own manly scent fuses with my essence as he obliges my commands.
“Come for me, Jade,” he growls, “Come on my fat dick, and I’ll give you a baby… give you my seed every fucking minute of every fucking day,” he promises.
The words and the sensation of him inside me bring me to boiling point in a second, and feeling his arousal harder and thicker than ever inside me, our shared climax erupts.
I never knew anything could feel so good, and our eyes widen as we shudder and shake, gripping each other harder as our mouths lock.
His tongue rolls over mine as wave after wave of our climax grips us harder and deeper than anything I’ve ever felt.
And if Zak’s body is anything to go by, I know he hasn’t felt like this either.
He stays inside me, and we both grip and flex against one another, eventually almost too afraid to move because the intensity of it all is so much.
Almost too much, but I don’t think that could ever be a thing with Zak and me.
But finally, we both collapse into one another. Zak fully spent and me tangled up in his embrace.
Never wanting to let go, and hearing his deep voice whispering in my ear, I know I’ll never have to.
“You’re mine now, Jade…forever.”
And if I couldn’t feel any more satisfied or special right now, he blows my mind by saying the one thing I’ve hesitated to tell him.
“I love you, Jade…I love you so much,” he murmurs, kissing my mouth and then my neck.
He works his way down to my breasts until we are lying side by side, his head on my chest.
Our hands move slower across each other now, but every point of contact is still like pure electricity.
“I love you, Zak,” I tell him.
The sound of our words are eventually drowned out by our sighs.
Our little giggles and the knowing looks we exchange.
Closer than ever now, and finally together the way we both knew we should be from the moment we saw each other only yesterday.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Zak
I don’t remember falling asleep, but these past twenty-four hours could’ve been a dream.
The smile that plays on my lips long before I open my eyes as I feel Jade in my arms lets me know I’m not dreaming.
She’s mine now. That’s all I care about. And all in less than one day.
Her sleeping chest rises and falls against my arm as I play big spoon.
I can’t hold my eyes shut for another moment, needing to see her sweet face already.
I glance over at her, shaking my head in wonder as I watch her mew and shift a little.
Whispering in her ear again how I feel.
Those three words I’ve never told anyone else. And I’ve sure as hell never heard them spoken to me.
From Jade, though, the words sound like they’re being spoken for the first time.
And I already know, as corny as it sounds, that I'll tell her how much I love her as well as show her.
Every chance we get.
Keeping as still as I can and not feeling my arm anymore, I watch her until she starts to stir.
Her eyes finally flutter open to find mine.
“Hi,” she rasps, moving her tongue around in her mouth. Her backside pressing firmer into my front as I feel myself flexing against her fine ass.
“Hi,” I rasp back, shifting myself only once she moves a little.
Hesitating as I hover close to her face, but only until I kiss her deeply.
Savoring her lips on mine, any hour of the day or night.
“How you feeling?” I ask her, knowing she feels just fine to me. Her smile and long breath in before she sighs loudly lets me know she feels just fine too.
“What time is it?” she asks, stretching like a cat under the covers before hugging my arm again.
Bunching herself up in a little ball curled against me.
“It’s a little after four,” I remark, raising my brows as Jade lets out a different kind of groan this time.
“What is it?” I ask her, but I can kind of guess.
Jade taking off like she did this morning was always going to have blowback.
And I think we’re both sensing it way before either of us says anything else.
“I’m dreading checking my phone,” she murmurs, suddenly wide awake and starting to sound like the worried girl I thought we’d left behind for good.
“So don’t check it,” I reason in a soothing tone.
Easy for me to say.
“I’m worried about Joey, too,” she adds, turning herself over to face me and giving a little wince.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. Propping myself up on my elbow.
“Just a good kind of sore,” she grins, pecking my lips, sitting up in bed, and using the abundance of pillows behind us to support her head.