Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
My skin flushed, and I clenched my eyes shut, releasing his thick staff from my lips so I could cry out as I came. My legs shook and my toes curled as he held me close with one hand on my ass to hold me in place. I shouted out and laid my head beside his cock, unable to think, much less stroke him. As the waves crashed over me, I suddenly needed him in me, and I thrust him into my mouth again. I sucked his cock as my body convulsed and finally calmed.
Rolling over onto my back, I was dizzy as I watched him get onto his knees and position himself between my legs. My entire body was tingling and on fire from his touch. As he spread my legs, I offered him no resistance. I never would. I was his, and he was mine. Our bodies belonged to each other.
His cock brushed my clit, and I shivered. He angled so the head stood right at the opening, and our eyes locked together again, this time his with more intensity and mine lazily open and content. As he slid deep inside me, I clenched again, suddenly coming back to the moment as his staff split me in two. He was thick and long and throbbing, and I lay back to receive him fully.
As his hips began to pump and he thrust in me, I maintained my eye contact with him. Even when he eventually threw one leg over the other and fucked me sideways, I kept looking into his eyes, the intensity of our love so strong that it made the rest of the world fall away.
I could sense he was getting close, and I rolled to my stomach, getting to my knees and arching my back so he had better access. His fingers clenched my hips and pulled me into him as he thrust, harder and harder. My voice rose as I felt another earth-shattering orgasm coming closer. Sweat poured down the center of my back as he got faster, harder. Suddenly, the crash of the climax washed over me yet again, and his body slammed into mine and stopped.
He emptied into me with a roar, a climax we reached at the same time. Our bodies worked together to bring the intensity to a fevered pitch, and the release was incredible. We vibrated and shook as he emptied into me and then collapsed together. I curled into his chest, and he pulled the covers over us. I cooed as he kissed my neck, and soon we drifted off to a deep, blissful sleep.
EPILOGUE
ALEX - EIGHT MONTHS LATER
“Alex,” Camilla called from the living room.
“Yeah, babe?” I asked from the kitchen.
“Can you help me get up?” she called.
I shook my head and put the dishes I had just brought into the kitchen down in the sink. I was preparing to wash them by hand since there wasn’t enough for a full dishwasher load. I headed into the living room with a smile on my face though.
Camilla’s stomach was round and huge. She took pride in the fact that she kept in shape while the baby grew, staying small everywhere but the bulging belly. Now it hung off her like a bowling ball, and she was miserable. I hated that she felt that way, but it was kind of gratifying to see the bump that took so long to arrive having turned into the extraordinarily healthy bubble on her stomach.
She was reaching up her arms from where she lay on the couch, and I helped pull her to her feet. When she got all the way up, she kissed me and smiled, and I smiled back, happy that she was at least feeling good that day.
“I’ll be right back, if you can hang out here to help me back into my cave,” she said. I nodded.
Camilla waddled away, heading to the bathroom, and I waited by the couch, fluffing her pillow and rearranging her blankets. Our blankets. I guess I should get used to thinking of them that way, much like everything else. I still thought of them the way they had been on the back of her couch at her old place.
It had taken a lot of haranguing, but eventually she agreed that it was time to give up the apartment that she had barely stayed in for months. I didn’t mind her having her own space or a place to dip to if she needed alone time, but I knew she missed having some of her creature comforts at my place as well, and since she was there most of the time, it made sense for her to just move in.
But while she could still go to work, she wanted to have that place available since it was extremely close to the school and she could always go back for a nap or lunch if she wanted to. On a couple of occasions, she had been so tired after work she went there to crash, and I just met her there after work. Yet, for the most part, she would make her way to me, and we would sleep at my place. It was always her choice where she went, but she preferred to be with me at my place rather than having me go there.