Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12437 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12437 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Chapter 6
Lucas
I had a feeling, but the fact that she didn’t stop me. I warned her. Now it’s time I kept my promise. I wasn’t kidding about filling her up with my baby. My father called and told me that once he’d met Diana, he knew she was the one and they made my brother that night. He didn’t hold back, and for thirty years, they have been insanely happy. Now it’s time to fill my future wife with my seed and get started on my happily ever after.
I watch as her body adjusts to me. “Relax, Sugar.” She does ease up for me. I love the way she capitulates to my commands as I control her body. I thrust forward and pull out just leaving the tip in before pumping back inside. She gasps, holding onto me with one hand around my neck and the other on the countertop. She still has her top on, and I’m still dressed while I claim her virgin womb. It’s not the way it’s supposed to happen, but it’s too late for hearts and flowers. “Can you come for me again?”
“I don’t know,” she whimpers, clenching around my cock. I lean back and stare between us where my huge dick practically splits her tiny pussy in half. I growl as I see the mixture of us tinted with her virgin blood. The beast in me comes out of nowhere.
“Look what you did, baby. I’m tearing your innocent little pussy apart. Watch how you take me in so perfectly…swallowing up my cock like your mouth did,” I tell her, cupping her chin and lifting her head to look at me. “You’re mine, Lexi. You and your pussy belong to me. I’m not letting you go. Although, I don’t think I’d let you go even if we didn’t fuck.” I feel so damn animalistic, aching to mark my territory. “Do you want to come again? Because I do. I want your pussy to suck up all my come as you scream my name.”
I can feel her body tense up, and her head fall back. “I’m coming,” she cries out, her vice grip around my cock squeezing my come out in quick jets. I lean down, pinning her to the surface.
We lay there, lost in each other’s eyes when the timer goes off on the stove. “Just in time,” I mutter. Standing up, I pull out of her and turn off the oven. “Come let me get you in the shower and then we’ll eat.”
“You should take that out because it’s going to keep cooking,” she says. Nodding, I fix my pants, then grab the oven mitts and pull out the casserole my mother made.
“Okay, babe. Let’s go wash up.” I scoop her up in my arms and carry her over to the bathroom. I give it a minute to warm up before testing it. It pays to have great plumbing. I help her finish undressing then do the same for myself. She hasn’t said a word, and it has me worrying. “Lexi are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah. I’m fine,” she mumbles, waking from some sort of trance.
“Are you regretting what happened?”
“Oh, no. Not at all. Sorry, it’s my wildly active brain. I jumped from the thought that we had sex on the counter to its weight capacity, then to the thought that maybe you’ve done this before.”
“Okay. Wow. I’m not going to lie and say I was a virgin. That ship sailed for me a long time ago, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone and it’s never been in my condo.”
“What’s a long time?”
“Since college, before law school.”
“Whoa. Okay, that’s like five years at least?”
“Closer to ten. I had a lot to prove when I decided to follow in my father’s footsteps. Sex only distracted me from the goals. Besides, women become less attractive when they throw themselves at anyone with money. I tried to date, but every date would end the same way. Paying the bill and forgetting their name as I walked out to catch a cab. It’s been so long since I did that even. Either way, it makes no difference because you’re mine and that’s it.”
She rolls her eyes and purses her lips. “You’re right. Now can we wash up because I’m getting hungry?”
Chapter 7
Lexi
I close my eyes as the spray hits my face. It feels so warm and relaxing. Even better is the feel of Lucas’s hands sliding around my waist. I sigh and lean back on his chest. “This is so nice.”
“Yes it is, sugar,” he whispers, kissing my neck from my behind. “But I have to feed you, so let me help you.” He pours some soap into his hands and lathers up his hands before rubbing them over me. This is so perfect and addicting. Every inch of my body is caressed, worshipped.