Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“Our baby is thankin’ you right now.” She crunches into it and moans with delight.
“Gotta keep my girls happy.”
“Thank you for such a good time today. I was dreadin’ having to wear maternity clothes, and you made it a good experience.”
“It was my pleasure to take you. Now, we’ll just have to plan a day to go Christmas shopping.”
“I’m down for that. Preferably sooner rather than later because today kicked my ass, and the bigger I get, the harder it will be to stand on my feet for long periods.”
“I’ll look at our schedules and plan something.”
After dinner, Kaitlyn decides she wants to take a bath, so I offer to draw it for her. Then I decide to light a few candles and sprinkle in some salts. When it’s ready, I grab her hand and lead her to it.
“This is so sweet,” she gushes. “Will you help me undress?”
I give her a puzzled look because she’s always demanded privacy. “Are you sure?”
She nods, taking her hair out from the ponytail and allowing it to fall around her face. Slowly, I slide my fingers into the elastic band of her pants and lower them down along with her panties. Then I take my time lifting the sweater over her head. I meet her heated gaze as I reach behind her and unsnap her bra. Her supple breasts fall, and I swallow hard, wishing I could suck on her taut nipples.
“You’re hard,” she states, studying the large bulge in my jeans.
I clear my throat, readjusting myself. “Do you need help gettin’ in the tub?”
“Yes, please.”
I hold out my hand to help her, but she stops in place. “Touch me, Payton.”
Cautiously, I step closer and place my hand on her hips.
“Not like that. You know what I need.”
“I can’t,” I whisper. My words nearly destroy me.
Defeat washes across her face. “Why not? Am I not your type?”
Placing my hand on her cheek, I blow out a breath. “My sweet Kate, you’re so goddamn beautiful, the prettiest woman I’ve ever met. But you made the rules. I’m just following them.”
“Fuck the rules,” she hisses.
I shake my head, trying to stay strong even as she pushes the limits. “It’ll only complicate things, and you know that. We’ve gone this far. I don’t want to ruin what we have.”
She groans. “I’m horny as fuck, Payton. Do you have any idea what that’s like?”
A chuckle escapes me because she has no idea how many times I’ve wanted her more than life itself. “Actually, I do.”
With one last attempt to change my mind, Kaitlyn wraps her arms around my neck and presses her breasts against my chest. “You’ll either change your mind or regret telling me no.”
I smirk at her seduction tactic. “Is that a threat, Little Devil?”
She leans forward and tugs on my bottom lip. “It’s a fuckin’ promise.”
It takes every bit of strength I have not to bring her to my bed and devour her pussy like it’s my last meal. But I can’t budge on this. Everything inside me screams it’d be the best time of our lives, but she’d break my heart in the process. She wants me now because of her hormones, not because she’s in love with me.
Instead of continuing, she lets out a frustrated sigh before moving to the tub. I give her my hand as she slides in, the warmth covering her immediately.
With her belly poking out of the water, she dips her head back until her hair gets wet, then sets one foot on the edge of the tub. Her eyes squeeze tight as she lowers her hand between her thighs.
“Fuck,” she hisses. “You have no idea how badly I need to come.”
I’m mesmerized by her as she continues down the slow path to find her release. Soft moans escape her lips, and she gently lifts her chin.
“I wish you were the one touching me,” she nearly begs, picking up her pace. “The way you used to worship my pussy…shit,” she groans out. “No one’s ever done it as good as you, myself included.”
My breathing increases as my cock fights to break through my zipper. “I should go.”
“Watch what you do to me,” she pleads, cupping her swollen breast, then twisting her nipple.
“Fuck,” I whisper, though I hadn’t meant to say it aloud.
“This is your fault,” she murmurs, her movements becoming more intense as the water swashes. Just as I’m about to ask her how so, she continues, “Always touchin’ me. Being so damn gentle and caring. Shit…I’m—” Kaitlyn’s back arches, and her body convulses as she moans out in pleasure. She sucks in air as she continues teasing her clit. Once she shudders from the release, her body goes limp.
I cross my arms over my chest as her eyes flutter open. Her flirtatious gaze meets mine. “Enjoy the show?”