Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
I kissed my way down her abdomen until I reached the swell where her children grew. My hands cupped around her, taking in as much skin as I could. Wanting to surround the babies with a layer of protection.
“You know, I’ll always protect them,” I said, meaning it. “The babies. And you.”
“I believe you,” she whispered. “At least, I want to.”
“Believe it, Emmanuell. I’ll be ruthless in keeping all of you safe.”
Placing kisses all over her belly, I tried my best to will her to understand. But, honestly, I didn’t fully understand it myself. She’d somehow imprinted on me. Her and her children. The first time one of them had kicked my hand just the night before? Yeah. I was gone then. I knew it and expressed it to her, but there was no way she could fully understand. Or believe. So I’d have to prove it to her. However long it took.
I slid her pants from her slender hips along with her panties. Her pussy glistened with arousal, and my mouth watered for her. Kneeling in front of her, I stroked her, letting my fingers play through her silky folds while we gazed at each other. I brought my fingers to my mouth, bringing all that honey to my tongue. God! She was exquisite!
With a growl, I leaned over her, bringing my mouth to her pussy. “So fuckin’ sweet!”
Emmanuell screamed, her whole body shuddering as she reached for my head. Once her fingers closed in my hair, I wasn’t sure if she wanted to push me away or hold me close. I’m not sure she did either, because she seemed to do both alternately. I didn’t care. I just ate her up.
Her clit pulsed beneath my tongue with each swipe. Her pussy tried to squeeze my tongue every time I swiped through her entrance. Her cries grew frantic, and I latched on to her clit, sucking the little nub until her body tensed and she gave a shrill scream.
“Gideon!”
“Ughh…” I worked her clit with my lips and tongue, needing her to ride out her orgasm to the very end. Once she relaxed, I yanked off my shirt and moved up behind her. “Not takin’ a chance on hurtin’ you or the babies.” I reached over to the drawer and pulled out a condom. Except how the fuck old were they? Fuck! I took precious seconds to check the expiration date, nearly howling with relief when I saw they were good. Then I shoved my jeans past my hips and gloved my cock when it was the last thing I wanted to do. But we hadn’t discussed me taking her without a condom yet, so gloved it was.
“How do I… Oh!” I hooked her leg over my arm before guiding my cock inside her and sliding in as far as I could. “Gideon,” she gasped. “Oh, God!”
“Just relax,” I murmured. “I’ve got you.”
She whimpered, gripping the arm I’d wrapped around her. Looking back over her shoulder, she caught my gaze with hers. Unable to resist the erotic, shocked expression on her face, I leaned in and kissed her gently as I started to move. Carefully, I took her, never taking my eyes from her. With every surge forward, she gasped, her eyes glazing over.
“That’s it, baby.” My voice was lust roughened. It wasn’t as hard to keep focused on her comfort as I’d first thought it was going to be. Not because it didn’t feel good inside her. Fuck! She was strangling my fucking cock like nobody’s business! But she mattered. Unlike any other woman in my life, Emmanuell mattered. I wasn’t sure exactly when it happened, when she’d crawled under my skin, but in less than twenty-four hours, she’d become the most important person in my world. And I was going to take care of her and the children she was bringing into the world. “Give yourself to me.”
“Gideon…” Her sigh was fucking perfect. A woman being well-pleasured. “God!”
I slid my hand down her body until I found her clit and stroked, her moisture making the flesh slick. Two seconds later, her body tensed and she screamed, arching her back as she came around my cock. Her orgasm triggered my own, and I groaned my release, tightening my arms around her as I emptied myself into that fucking condom. The pleasure was intense and brutal. I didn’t want to hurt her, but it took all my strength not to pound into her as I finished.
The feel of her, the way my chest swelled with pride as she came in my arms, was an awakening of sorts. It had never mattered to me if a woman found pleasure. I fucked. If she got off, great. If not? I hadn’t cared. But now? There was no way this woman was ever leaving my arms anything other than completely satisfied.