Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
“I know angel. Shit! Just be a good girl and it will feel good soon.” Sliding in and out, I swear I can feel the vein on his cock, sliding against me like it is keeping my pace.
“Oh shit, D. Yes! I love having you inside me. Feels so good. Fuck my pussy harder, Mr. President. Fuck me.” I am officially out of my mind, possessed by his come. I am being torn down and reborn as this confident woman who knows what she wants.
“The Fuck! Apparently my sweet girl has a dirty bitch inside of her, huh angel?” Seems I do. “You want to be my bred, dirty little bitch angel?” Even as he asks he doesn’t stop destroying my pussy. But I don’t want him to. His mouth touches mine and it sends me into a frenzy. I love kissing him. There is something so intimate and finite about it. We play tonsil hockey for a minute; his cock never stops invading me. We moan into each other’s mouth, fucking our lust out, but kissing out our feelings. “Answer me Leigh. Do you want that?”
“Yes! I want to be your dirty bitch, D. I want to be your everything.”
“Fuck you are a revelation. Get on your hands and knees angel.” We both groan as he pulls out of me, already missing the feeling of being joined. Looking over my shoulder, I see him stroke his cock again, rubbing in my cream as he does it and my pussy quivers, calling for him to come back.
“Look at that ass. I am going to spank it. Make it red, hot and MINE.” I wiggle the ass he is obsessed with in response. At this point I don’t care what he does as long as he puts his cock back inside me. I feel so empty. He stuffs himself back inside of me and his hand makes contact.
Smack.
Holy hell that feels good.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
He alternates back and forth between the two of them. Fucking me relentlessly. The sting ebbs into a low friction the more he rubs it, and I can feel something building.
“Oh fuck! Oh shit.” I don't know what I am saying but that is all that comes out.
“Are you on birth control angel?” he asks, pulling my head back.
“No.” I barely get it out above the moan pouring from my mouth. My whole body is buzzing.
“That’s good baby. Because I am going to put my child inside of you right now. Your tits are going to get so big. Filled with milk to feed our kids. Hell yes!!! I can see them leaking out now, dripping all over the kitchen table, where I will have you bent over, milk pooling under you, waiting on me to lap it up like a newborn puppy. Ah shit, Angel.” He growls and his body shakes. I slam myself on and off his cock, chasing my release. Moaning and keening as the need to scream and impale myself on him one last time courses through my body.
“D, I need you. Please. It hurts.” I can feel all of the liquid between us, dripping down my legs like oozing warmth.
“Look at all that cream leaking out of you, dripping onto my balls. Do you know what this proves to me, angel?” I shake my head no, not really hearing anything he is saying right now. “It tells me you are fucking perfect for me, baby. Now tell me to breed you so I can give us what we both want.” Thank God. I need him to finish.
“Yes D. I want that. BREED ME!” is the last thing I yell before stars dance in my eyes and the air leaves my lungs rendering me almost unconscious. I fall onto the bed, lifeless, shaking and filled with exhaustion. My release gives him permission to let go. He grabs my hips, lifting me and in less than four fast and furious pumps, he is doing as he said. Coating the inside of me with him and our future.
“Ahh shit. Shit. Shit!” Is the last sound I hear before everything is black.
That was two months ago. Now here we are, insatiable and risking it all for each other. “Shit.” My ringing cell phone has me running from the shower, towel wrapped around my head. “This is Everleigh.”
“Ma'am, your car is going to be ready in twenty minutes.” Darn it. I forgot I had an appointment. Aside from being his lover, he has shown tremendous faith in my abilities and has put me in charge of his organization's charitable donations. As President of the United States, he is not allowed to have any corporations or organizations under his name for his tenure. As such, his companies have been placed with an interim CEO, his CFO Gordon Mason. His charities, he put in my name.