Replacing My Ex Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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Then she reached out with a hand and stroked my cock as I massaged the cream into her round tummy. She got a bit aggressive and pulled on my thigh until I gave in and moved closer to her head.

When she licked the bead of precum from my cockhead I hissed. I had to fight to concentrate on what I was doing. My hands glided over the hard mound of her tummy where my child laid while she suckled the head of my cock into her mouth.

I reached for the towel I’d dropped on the bed and wiped my hands because even though this cream was supposed to be safe, I wasn’t taking any chances. Once my hands were clean, I went right to her pussy, which was already leaking that sweet nectar, the scent of which was tickling my nose.

I dipped two fingers inside of her while teasing her clit with my thumb, and she swallowed more of my cock. I knew she was long overdue, so I brought her off quickly while denying myself the same pleasure, even though my balls were full to bursting.

As soon as her pussy cream coated my fingers, I brought her down gently, with little swirls of my fingers inside her pink flesh, but I left her sensitive clit alone. I eased my cock from between her lips, and she complained.

“Just one minute, baby, I’ll be right back.” Her eyes were half closed and dreamy when I got off the bed and opened that drawer again, this time to grab the little massage ball I kept there. Once back on the bed, I helped her into a sitting position so I could move the ball gently along her lower back.

Her sighs of pleasure were music to my ears. I kept one hand on the son while using the other to roll the ball back and forth over her flesh until I felt her relax, and my fingers went back to her snatch.

I played in her pussy with the fingers of one hand, massaged her back with the other, all the while nibbling on the vein along the side of her neck. I like the way she bends her neck to give me better access, telling me without words that she liked what I was doing to her.

My cock dripped precum down her back, and cried for release, but I ignored my own selfish wants to take care of her. I made her cum over and over again with my fingers before sitting with the mountain of pillows at my back and lifting her ass just enough to bring her down on my rod.

“Easy baby, easy.” I sometimes get scared that I’d hurt her, especially when my cock is as hard as it is now. Yes, I know, sex is supposed to be safe for her at this stage in her pregnancy, but I’m not sure whoever wrote that shit ever had more than a five-inch dick in them. I’m pretty sure my almost eleven inches could put the kid’s eye out.

So I took my time easing my whole length in her as she sat on my lap with her back turned to my chest. Once I was all in, I went back to massaging her tummy while slowly fucking up into her. I couldn’t hold out for much longer and came while my teeth were buried in her neck, marking her for the first time in a week.

I spent the rest of the night making up for lost time. I had her in every comfortable position I could take her in, ever mindful of how big her belly had gotten since the last time I’d had her. After having her sit in my lap, I’d put her on her hands and knees and fucked her that way, all the while holding her tummy for added protection.

Since she likes that position best, I fucked her that way twice more before ending the night with me spooning her from behind while gliding my cock in and out of her. I could’ve gone another round or two, but she needed her rest, so we fell asleep after that last time with my cock lodged inside her.

I fell asleep with a smile on my face, and in my heart as my son played a game of soccer under the hand I had resting protectively over him and the scent of my wife’s sweetness teasing my senses. Bliss!

DEIDRE

I am still steaming mad. First, my car refused to start, and those assholes back there pushed it exactly ten feet away from the gates of Thunder McCall’s place of business and left. I had no money, and my phone was barely working out here, so who could I call to help me?

I sat in my car and stewed, imagining all the ways I was going to pay that bitch back for trying to snatch me bald. Who knew she had it in her? That mousy little bitch seems to think that because she has a powerful husband, she’s not the same doormat I’d walked all over before.


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