Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“Hmm, I wonder if I could make you change your mind. Tell me, Danica, would you carry my kids, your stomach swollen with our child?” His hand tugs at the end of my towel. One tug, and it’s on the ground, leaving me bare.
“Theo.” My mind blanks, my worries fading away when he unbuttons his jeans and they drop from his waist, his hard cock pointing upwards along his lower abdomen.
“Answer me first. Then you can have your choice of my mouth or my cock.” One of his hands cups my breast, thumb sliding over my nipple. I watch as his fingers grip his thick shaft. His hands are much larger than mine, and still, the tips of his fingers barely meet. He twists his wrist with every upward and downward stroke. My mouth goes dry, and I whimper with wanting to drop to my knees and choke on his dick. “Fairy, answer the question.” He moves closer.
“Yes,” I admit. Never in my life did I think I’d have the chance, let alone a man who would love me as completely as Theo does. Yet here he is, offering more than I could have ever expected.
“When?” He releases his cock and wraps his arm around my lower back, and then we’re both going down together. My back meets the mattress, thighs spreading willingly for him to invade more than my body. Theo invades my heart and soul, too.
“You’re not playing fair,” I groan, hips arching up, legs hooking around his lower back, ankles locking together.
“I never said I would. Tell me. When am I throwing away your birth control pills?” He drags the underside of his length against my slit, further escalating my desperation to feel him inside me.
“Not right now.” My body tenses when I feel his thick mushroom-shaped tip inside my pussy. He doesn’t move, holding himself steady as I clench around him, both of us relishing how we feel together.
“I need more than that, fairy.” I don’t know if he’s talking about his cock inside me or a better response. Either way, I’m unable to string two words together, let alone answer in a way he’ll be content to hear.
“Theo,” I say on a long groan when he takes his cock away. His hands grip the backs of my thighs, holding them there as his head dips between my legs. Theo’s wide and wet tongue strokes the length of my center. All I’m left to do is watch as his head moves up and down, keeping the pace slow and teasing my clit with every pass.
“I’m giving you three months, that’s it, Danica. Then my cum is going to stay inside you, unprotected.” He lifts his head. My wetness coats his lips. He licks at them as he makes a statement, I know he’ll hold on to.
“Fine,” I relent when he shows no signs of going back to feasting on my needy pussy. The smile that takes over his features should be illegal. Theo Goldman knows exactly what he’s doing to me, persistent in his task to get what he wants.
“Good answer.” He goes back to eating me like I’m his last meal. One finger slides inside my pussy, another along my ass. Pleasure like never before takes ahold of my nerve endings. I’m moaning his name while one hand fists the back of his head, holding him in place, my other clenching the sheets. My body convulses as Theo continues his slow and steady pace. He likes to slowly build up my orgasm before pushing me over, and tonight, I have a feeling the second I’m coming, he’s going to slam his cock inside me only to build me back up all over again.
“Yes, there, please don’t stop,” I beg, eyes slamming shut, body locking up so tightly my muscles hurt. Theo doesn’t stop. He’s in it to win it, and I’m reaping the rewards.
TWENTY-SIX
Theo
“Fairy, wake up.” I kiss her bare shoulder. We were both worn out last night after everyone left. Shit, my dick is about drained fucking dry, and while we both needed it after she let everything out, I didn’t expect her to sleep through my phone ringing, me getting out of bed, taking a shower, and even right now. This woman is sleeping the damn morning away. The call I just got off with Sylvester means it’s time for her to know the game plan. The only problem is, Danica is somehow sinking deeper into sleep. I’m about to slip the sheet and comforter off her body when she finally starts moving.
“I’m sleeping. Either get in or pull the sheet up. I’m cold.” She shivers before cuddling further into my abandoned pillow. I smile. My, my, how things have changed within the last few weeks. At one time, she was doing everything she could to keep me at bay. Now she wants me closer. Fuck, but I love this woman.