Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Stop!” I cry out just as his crown begins to ease into me.
Bry instantly freezes.
“What’s wrong?” he pants, every muscle in his amazing body strained as he holds himself just inside me.
I feel stupid as fuck for stopping him now, but, “We forgot the condom.”
“Condom?” he repeats, as if it never crossed his mind.
I nod my head up and down and fight the urge to squirm. To thrust my hips up and take him deeper in my pussy.
“Do you have any?” I pant, hoping desperately that he has one in his pocket or wallet.
Sweat breaking out on his forehead, he growls as his fingers dig into the bed, “No, do you?”
“Fuck.” I squeeze my eyes shut and groan. “No.”
If I did happen to have a condom lying around here somewhere, it would be so old by now it would probably be expired.
“What do you want to do?” he grinds out from between his teeth.
I know he’ll pull out if I tell him to... But, dammit all, I don’t want him to. All my muscles are wound up tight in anticipation and inside me there’s this achy, desperate space that only he can fill.
He’s so close, it would take no effort at all to rock my hips up and take him fully inside me.
Opening my eyes, I peer up at him. Tracing over the structure of his face. His jaw is still clenched and his expression is tight, barely restrained.
My gaze dips lower, dragging across his magnificent body. He’s hard everywhere, there’s not an inch on him that isn’t defined and cut with strength.
Reaching his hips, I stare at his thick cock and experience a sensation memory. My skin tingles as I recall what it felt like last night to have him driving inside my body. What it felt like to have his breath in my ear. All those moans and groans…
I shiver involuntarily and he growls. “Zoe, look at me.”
It takes every ounce of will I have to tear my eyes away from his cock and look up at his face.
His voice softens, but his expression and the look in his eyes is still fierce. “What do you want to do, baby?”
Baby, gah. If we do this without protection, I could get pregnant… But fuck, I could be pregnant already.
Am I willing to have his baby?
A wave of heat rolls through me at the possibility and my walls clench. Bry mutters something and twitches inside me.
Fuck, I think I am. I don’t know the why or the how, but the thought of him impregnating me is arousing.
“Zoe,” he groans like a man in pain. “You’re killing me.”
I lick my lips nervously, and the weight of his stare as he follows my tongue along my lips seems to empower me. Fills me with purpose.
“Don’t stop,” I whisper, and a part of me can’t believe I’m saying it.
Bry jolts and again I feel his cock twitching inside me.
His voice is thick and gritty, his gaze intense as his eyes trap me and hold me. “Are you sure?”
This is insane. I should totally back out… but fuck it. I just realized I want this. Maybe even need it. Earlier, the thought of a child scared the shit out of me, but now that I have Bry poised above me, naked and in need, there’s suddenly nothing more than I want in this world.
I swallow to ease the tightness in my throat. “I’m sure.”
“Fuck,” he groans and shudders, his eyes closing as a look of pure bliss ripples across his face.
Then his eyes snap open, full of heat and determination.
He pulls out and I almost cry at the loss. Then he reaches between us, his thick fingers pushing through my folds. My hips jerk up in surprise and then all the stiffness and tension I’ve been holding onto melts out of me with a moan.
“You’re soaking wet,” he remarks with a touch of disbelief. “You want me to knock you up, don’t you?”
Dragging his wet fingers up, he swirls them around and around, drawing little circles on my clit.
I twitch and jerk beneath him as he tortures my little bundles of nerves.
“Tell me,” he demands, sounding less and less like a man and more like a beast in heat.
When I don’t immediately answer, he presses his fingers hard against me and I come completely undone.
“Yes,” I cry out as pleasure sparks inside my core.
Pushing his hips forward, he slowly begins to ease inside me, spreading me open.
“Tell me you want me to pump you full of my cum.”
My eyes want to roll into the back of my head as his thick length sinks inside me.
“Tell me, Zoe,” he repeats, and grabs me by the chin forcing my eyes to focus back on his face.
My lips tremble and the edges of my vision blurs as shaft continues to stretch me. The slow, easing glide a slow torture I want to savor.