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)
“Nick…” That was far as she got before I had my tongue shoved inside her pussy. I knew I was holding her ass too tight, digging my fingers into her flesh as I pulled her onto my tongue.
She came fully awake when I left off eating her pussy once she was wet enough to take me and drove my cock deep into her with one stroke.
“Just take me baby, I need you.” I buried my face in her neck so she couldn’t see my eyes. I didn’t know the anger would hit me this hard, thought I’d already dealt with the worst of it. The way I fucked into her told me different.
She didn’t question, didn’t say anything, just wrapped her arms and legs around me and accepted. I fucked into her in a frenzy trying to outrun my demons, to escape the shit in my head.
Only here, with her like this could I keep my sanity. I wanted to be back at the station tearing that fucker limb from limb, but since that wasn’t a viable option, this was the best way I could see to relieve some of the pent up rage.
“I’m sorry baby.” I pulled out and put her on her hands and knees before nosing around her pussy with my dick. I lined up just right and slammed in hard.
“Why did you fucking leave me? Why did you have to be so fucking stubborn? Couldn’t you see that I was only trying to protect you? Didn’t you know…?” I lost it.
Everything I’d held inside for thirteen years came pouring out and into her poor abused pussy. My hand fisted in her hair while the other held her around her middle so she couldn’t escape my punishing thrusts.
I accused her with each thrust, blamed her with each stroke into her womb. The rage wasn’t for her I knew, but dammit hadn’t it been her hardheadedness that derailed us? What would our lives be like had it not been for that fateful day?
I broke off when her sobs reached my ears and like a switch going off inside my head the anger left me just as suddenly as it appeared. Where the fuck had that come from? I didn’t know I had that in me, didn’t realize.
“Shh, shh, I’m sorry, look at me baby.” I turned her face to mine. Her eyes were bruised and hurt. I was gutted by that look, felt like crying myself.
“I’m sorry sweetbaby.” I took her mouth as I held still, relaxing my hand in her hair, running the other up and down her middle. “I didn’t mean it baby forgive me I’m so sorry.”
She calmed and relaxed and I started to move again. This time I was softer, gentler and she responded by pushing back into me, taking me, forgiving me for being an asshole and taking shit out on her when she didn’t deserve it.
We’d agreed to put the past behind us, to move forward and build a future together. “Forgive me?” I nuzzled her cheek as she nodded and once again I was humbled by her.
I wrapped my arms around her tight, and where a few seconds ago I was a raging beast full of anger, I held her now with all the love I felt for her.
I stroked gently, touched softly and whispered praise and gratitude instead of anger and blame. When I came, I brought her along with me with my fingers on her clit and my tongue in her my mouth.
I didn’t pull put once our breathing had come back to normal, but instead went down on my side taking her with me, our bodies still joined.
“What happened Nicky?” I should’ve known she’d realize that something was wrong. That something had set me off tonight. I looked towards the window where the soft predawn light was making its way across the sky.
“Not here, come outside with me. Dress warm, there’s a nip in the air this time of the morning.” I slid out of her body trailing a mix of our bodily juices with me and went to wash up before getting back into my jeans and sweater. She threw on some sweats and one of my sweaters before slipping her feet into her shoes and following me out of the room.
I took her hand once we were outside and led her to the swing in back of the house. The moon was still giving its light, but the stars were fading and the breeze rustling through the trees was the only sound in the air.
Everything seemed so still it was hard to imagine that the night had been what it was. “I got called in tonight. It seems they may have a lead on the men who killed my family.”
She picked her head up from my shoulder where she’d been leaning and looked at me. “Oh, I’m sorry; but that’s a good thing right? Now you know who it is, now they can be brought to justice.”