Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“I’ll never leave you, nothing will ever come between us again. Cum for me, I want to feel you cum.” I eased out and went back in going after her spot. Once I found it I worked it over and over with the head of my cock until her juices ran down and out and her screams rent the air.
I wasn’t too gentle when I chased my own climax, pummeling her body over and over until cum shot out of me and deep into her womb where I was sure it would do the most good. I squeezed her neck and pulled her head back so I could suck on her tongue as the last of my seed dripped into her.
The harder I choked the tighter her pussy squeezed until my vision blurred and her screams became hoarse murmurs that were caught in my mouth.
“Don’t move Princess.” I held her there until I was sure there was nothing left and my seed would stay buried inside her. Her cervix was a tight ring around my cockhead making it hard for me to slip out of her body so I waited, giving my cock time to soften before pulling out.
SHELLY
Okay what the hell was that? Last night I’d sensed something in him, something just there beneath the surface. He was my Nick, the same kind sweet boy I’d given my heart to all those years ago. The one who’d kept a tight hold on it even after the betrayal. But I’d felt something in him that hadn’t been there before.
I’d put it down to the tragedy. Anyone who’d endured something like that is bound to be changed by it. But now I think there’s something more going on here.
There was a new hardness to him now that I didn’t recognize. It was almost scary. And that tattoo, when did he get that? It was so unlike him. Then again I didn’t really know him anymore did I.
I’d known the boy; someone else had got to grow with the man. I pushed the resentment away for now. I hadn’t exactly given my word but might as well. I’d given him my body, and heaven knows he always had my heart; so why not see where this would go?
I stood in front of him in the shower letting the water wash over me. His hands washed over my skin and between my legs and I stopped thinking.
My mind floated and nothing else mattered but the feel of his hands on me again. It had been so long since I’d felt this, since my body had sung with the sweet pain of what only he could do to me.
“Lean over sweetbaby.” I did as he asked, planting my hands on the wall as I leaned forward, and welcomed him into my body.
The sweet burn made me feel alive in a way I never thought to ever again. I closed my eyes and opened my senses so that I could feel everything.
He whispered how good I felt in my ear, showed me with his body how much he’d missed me, missed doing this with me. I let go and let him have his way, let him have me as I pushed back into his thrusts.
I shouldn’t have made it this easy for him. I should probably have fought him, made him pay for what he’d done to us. But I too had been missing him. I too had spent many a night since he’d lost his family thinking about what-ifs.
I didn’t have the guts to make the first move, and I was secretly glad that he had. I felt greedy, selfish, almost wicked for enjoying what he was doing to me. In the back of my mind I knew that I was only here now because of his loss. I wasn’t too sure how I should feel about that.
I hadn’t had any part in what had happened, and though way back in the beginning I’d wished any manner of destruction on Dee, I would never have wished for the death of his son.
Now he wants to have a baby with me. Something I’d given up any hope of ever having. Until last night I hadn’t let myself think about all that I had lost. I’d cut myself off from life; I see that now.
Maybe somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind I’d always hoped that he’d come back for me, that we’d one day be together again. Perhaps that’s why I’d only been existing until now.
But now I feel so alive. “Yes, oh Nick.” I lifted to my toes as he dug deep, hitting that place inside me that relaxed all my inhibitions.
I never wanted the feeling to end, never wanted him to stop pounding into my body as if possessed. His hand on the hot flesh of my stomach, right where our child would grow made me hotter and in that moment I wanted that more than anything.