Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Holy fucking shit,” I groan as my cock disappears between her full lips. “This has to be a dream. You’re too fucking perfect to be real.”
I reach down and push the hair out of her face so I can look at her eyes. She watches me as she slides all the way to the tip and then back down again. It’s too much, and if she keeps doing this, I’m going to cum in her mouth.
I sit up and quickly pull her off my cock, but before she can protest, I’m kissing her. “You’re a fucking dream come true,” I say as I push her down on the bed and use my knees to spread her thighs. “Do you have any idea how fucking perfect you are?”
She’s soaking wet, and I groan with pride that she’s gotten this way with my dick in her mouth.
“Good morning.” She grins at me, and when I thrust into her, she moans in pleasure. “I made you coffee.”
“Coffee and a blow job?” I shake my head. “Woman, you better have a white dress because I’m marrying your ass.” Her eyes widen, and the smile falls from her face. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just—” She shakes her head. “I didn’t think that was funny.” She turns her head away from me, but I’ve got her pinned to the bed with my cock in her cunt so she’s not going anywhere.
“It wasn’t a joke,” I tell her and then touch her chin so she looks at me. “Do you hear me, Mia? I’m not laughing, am I?” I thrust into her again, my cock hard and needy.
“You’re only keeping me here to pay a debt,” she says, but there’s something else in her voice. Something that sounds like hope and hurt mixed together.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” I brush my lips over hers and then look into her eyes. “Money I’ve got. Plenty of it. The reason I’m keeping you around is because I want to love on you, and spoil you, and make you my little mama carrying our babies.”
“But we don’t even know each other.” Her fingers brush across my beard. “How can you say all that? How can you be sure?”
“The first time I saw you, I knew you were meant to be mine. You were alone in that house like an abandoned lamb. I couldn’t leave you there because I wanted to take care of you.” She starts to protest, but I put my finger over her lips. “I could have taken you to my sister’s. Hell, I could have taken you anywhere you wanted to go. But I knew your place was by my side.” Not to mention the way she responded to me. Her body craved the kind of attention I could give it.
She tugs on my hand, so I move my finger from her lips. “What if you get to know me and you don’t want me?”
“I understand that someone in your past has made you feel worthless. What I need you to know is that you’re not worthless to me, Mia.” Her eyes get watery at my admission. “You’re everything to me. I can feel it in my soul that I can’t go another day without you in my arms. Not after having a taste of heaven.” I thrust into her again, and she closes her eyes. “Do you hear me?”
“I hear you,” she says, and when she looks at me again, a tear falls.
Bending down, I kiss it away, and she wraps her legs around my waist.
“Then all you have to do is let me love you.” I kiss down her neck and back up. “All you have to do is let me give you babies, and I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life.”
“Yes, Nolan.” She rocks her hips up to meet my thrusts. “Cum inside me.”
“Fuck.” It’s like she’s found the cheat code to my cock because it instantly obeys. I grind against her pussy, and she cums with me, both of us grabbing on to one another.
A little while later, I’m leaning against the headboard sipping my coffee. She’s stretched across my chest while we talk, and it feels like some kind of winter magic.
“A girl could get used to this,” she says and grins.
“Good. Because it’s only going up from here.”
“What do you mean?” She sits up, and when I see her tits, I can’t help myself. I put my coffee down before leaning forward and sucking on one.
After a second, I take my mouth off with a pop and get out of bed. “I mean, it’s time to get up. We’ve got a big day.”
“Nolan, the snow is still coming down. It’s like six feet deep or something. What could we possibly have to do today?”
“I told you I was marrying you,” I say as I tug on boxer briefs and a pair of jeans. “Eli is a justice of the peace. I’ll tell some of the boys to meet us at the shop, and we can get this done today.”