Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 6578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
“Savage,” I cry. He’s always been my sexy savage beast. He knows just what I need before I do. He never hesitates to give it to me. I still can’t help feeling like I don’t deserve him. A girl from the wrong side of tracks and guy like him is a disaster waiting to happen, but he’ll never let it. He loves me too much and I love him more than is healthy. None of that matters in this moment though. He’s fucks me roughly, holding on to my boobs as he does. He pinches and pulls on my nipples and that just heightens the sensations flowing through my body. I am going to lose it all over the place.
I scream his name as I come. Shudders rack my body due to the intensity. He growls my name and I feel his balls tighten as they slap against me. Then he fills me with his seed. There are no words needed as he slowly pulls out of me and moves to lay beside me. I sprawl out on my belly, exhausted.
This tour has been harder on me than usual. I just turned thirty and it’s like my body was like: nope, we’re done here. After five kids in ten years, I really thought I’d have energy forever, but I guess not.
Sam kisses me soundly, but then he’s fast asleep. I don’t know how he does it. I have trouble falling asleep without my babies nearby. Just as the sun comes up and I am finally about to fall asleep a wave of nausea washes over me and I have to jump up and run to the bathroom, barely making it.
As soon as I flush, my mind wanders, and I have to do some fast math.
“Okay, I can handle this,” I murmur as I throw on some clothes, grab my purse, and head downstairs and out of the hotel. I book it across the street into the drug store and grab a pregnancy test. After paying for it, I am back in the hotel room. I was gone less than five minutes, but when I get back, Sam is up and waiting for me.
“Where’d you go?” he asks.
“Drug store,” I say, holding up the bag.
“In the middle of the night?”
“Yeah. This couldn’t wait.” I pull the box out out of the bag and show it too him.
“You think?”
“Yeah, I am pretty sure,” I say as I take the box into the bathroom. He follows me but stays out by the sinks. I do my business and set the stick on the counter. I was my hands and we wait.
Three minutes later, the word pregnant starts flashing on the display screen.
Baby Holbrook number six is coming soon.
Isn’t life great?