Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 222(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Leaning up to get a better look at my horny woman, I slide out of her, my tip kissing her entrance. Her moans change quality. They’re more needy now, like she’s urging me to slide back in.
I push in harder this time, the mattress whining, her walls squeezing my base like she wants to keep me inside her. Her breasts bounce so perfectly that I have to slide out and push in again to watch them bounce over and over. I can feel her opening for me, accepting every inch in every steamy moment.
She meets my eye, smiles sassily, and then pushes her tits together. She nods as if to say, This is what you want, huh? If it weren’t for the need to be quiet, I’d roar when I see her hands buried in her thick tits, her nipples turning red.
We find a rhythm when I slide out again, savoring how her hole kisses my tip and tightens like she’s urging me to glide back in. I move quicker, captivated by the lust-filled twist in her lips, by the bounciness of her thick, curvy breasts.
I think I will explode right now when she shifts down in time with my thrust. The pressure is goddamn addictive. She bounces up and down, clenching her teeth as if fighting the urge to make too much noise.
I’m making animal-like noises as I try to hold back my roar. Her heat is getting wetter with each thrust. She starts to pulsate around my dick, and I know she’s close. I don’t know how long we’ve been doing this. Time loses meaning, just like in a fight, but a thousand times more intense.
She lets her tits go, letting them bounce with each thrust. Grabbing my shoulders, she nods repeatedly, silently telling me to come.
I smirk and try to speak. Not until I feel you creaming for me, but I can’t talk.
Even if my life depended on it, I couldn’t speak now. Come is rushing up my dick, pushing right against my tip, trying to explode. I grit my teeth and fuck her harder, deeper, addicted to how her walls flutter around my thickness. She turns her head and bites down on the pillow, looking so hot I almost lose it.
Almost, but then she moans into the pillow, her pussy getting even tighter as the orgasm surges through her. There’s nothing that could stop me now. Even if Ryan started hammering on the door, even if a hundred armed men stormed the house, I’m completely lost to this moment, lost to my woman.
She gasps, clawing my shoulders so hard I’m surprised she doesn’t draw blood. Then she lets the pillow go, her walls fluttering, coaxing.
I collapse atop her as my entire length burns hotly, the seed bursting out of me. I find her neck, kiss, and bite as softly as I can when our bodies are pressed so close it’s like we’re melting into each other. She shifts up and down faster, taking every drop of my seed.
After, I collapse atop her. She wraps her arms around me and kisses my cheek as my cock begins to wilt inside of her.
“I love you,” I growl.
The best part about her reply is she doesn’t even seem shocked. It’s like it’s obvious, the love we share with each other. She kisses my cheek. “I love you too, Duke.”
Rolling to the side, I pull her into my arms. I hold her tight, knowing I’ll never let her go. Whatever the world throws at us, we’ll fight, struggle, and win together. For our future children. For our future life.
“I loved you the first moment I saw you,” I say fiercely.
“I feel the same,” she whispers. “It should be impossible. Just a photo, and I felt it. The love. The connection.”
“Let’s not worry about what should be,” I tell her. “I shouldn’t be with my son’s ex. You shouldn’t be with your ex’s dad. We shouldn’t want each other this badly when so many years separate us.”
“Should, should, should,” she says, laughing, sounding drunk on life, drunk on us. “You’re right. Who cares about that word? I don’t. Never again.”
As we sink into a comfortable quiet, I try not to think that Ryan might try to stop us. It’s going to be tough for him. I know that, but I hope and pray he gives us his blessing. The truth is, if he makes me choose…
I can’t think about it, but I know for a fact I’m never letting Molly go.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Molly
I must fall asleep. I wake to Duke gently shaking me by the shoulders. Opening my eyes, I see he’s got a big smile on his face. It’s the most genuine, carefree expression I’ve ever seen him wear. My body is still sore, but in the best possible way.
When he glided up inside of me, it was like heaven. No, it was heaven. It was everything I dreamed being with my man would be. The nerves drifted away the moment we started. There was simply no room for them in the intimacy.