Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 69(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 69(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
“Because when this is over, I still have to be able to take care of myself.” She says the last part softly, almost like a remorseful whisper, but I hear it all the same. Hell, I feel it in my chest like a blade through the blood vessel.
My mind buzzes with a million things to say, but there is only one that matters right now. One thing I need her to know so she can get it through her pretty little head. With one hand around her waist and the other against her face, I kiss her with all the anger and lust I feel and give her the one undeniable truth. The only one that matters; “I took you bare that first time. Broke right through that thin proof you were untouched and came inside of you. Your soft virgin womb drank it right up, kitten. As far as I am concerned my son is inside of you right now growing and he will be born in a complete home with parents who love him and each other. This will never be over, kitten. You will never be free of me, baby. Never.” Deep down, she knows it.
Chapter Eight
Winona
Two Weeks Later
“Bounce that ass on this cock baby but shut the fuck up.” My pussy clenches whenever he talks to me like this and at first I thought there was something wrong with me, but then I realized I react to it because it means he is out of his mind for me and that feels amazing.
Right now we are in his office, door locked, having an afternoon lunch that quickly turned into me being the buffet. “Ray, I can't hold it.” Smack. He hits my ass and grunts when I clench once again.
“Yes you can. Oh fuck, stop doing that. We come together, kitten. You know that. Shit, this pussy is too good.” He rips down my bra and bites one of my nipples. “I can’t wait for my child to make your milk come in.”
“Ah God. It’s coming. Feels too good. Harder Ray.” I bounce faster with his help. His tight grip on my waist moving me up and down. I hear the string of curses leaving his mouth and I know he is on his way. I bear down on him and smile against his chest when his heat pumps into me and he shouts, burying his face in my neck with my own orgasm rippling through me.
“Fuck, Kitten. I love you.” He has been saying it every day since the argument we had and every time I want to say it back, but fear stops me. Instead I kiss his filthy lips and roll my hips once more. Moaning, I tangle with his tongue and try to put everything I don't say into it.
“Dr. Morris.” His assistant knocks on the door. “Dr. Morris, your mom is on line one.” Immediately I stiffen at the mention of his mama. The mama I have yet to meet and to my knowledge didn’t know about me. I have been trying not to take it personally. The one time I asked him about it he said he was trying to keep me to himself as long as possible, saying once she met me she would try to steal me from him with her society nonsense.
“Hey where did you go?” he asks, kissing my neck. I shake my head and try to play it off.
“Nowhere but I need to.” I giggle. He looks at me like he is not buying it, but we both know he has to take this call and I have to go to the shelter to check on Tommy. Technically it is my day off, but I have nothing else to do.
Groaning he lifts me off his lap, his cock slipping out of me, unplugging our joint release all over his thighs and mine. “Fuck I love seeing me on you. Don’t wash that off, kitten. You are going to be out of my sight and I need to know the dogs can smell the alpha.” He commands licking his lips. My body responds to his words like it does everything about him, she creams.
After another minute of saying goodbye I am out the door. The drive over as usual is me doubting everything even though there is nothing to doubt. I know that in my heart. Ray has proven nothing to me but his absolute devotion and love, but for someone like me who everyone leaves, I am having a hard time finding myself worthy. “Well if it isn’t the married lady.” Tommy says, walking over to hug me. For all of my arguing with him I have only come here one day since the wedding.
“Hi. I’m sorry.” I say, feeling ashamed of myself for abandoning this place. This has been more of a home to me then anywhere ever was except for with my sister.