Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
I smiled since she wasn’t paying attention to my expression. “No wife or kids yet. Hopefully someday”—as soon as fucking possible—“because I also want a big family.” When she raised her eyes, I grinned, bringing a sweet smile to her face. “And since I plan on keeping my woman pregnant as often as possible, I would love for her to stay home with our children.” It made things a fuck of a lot less complicated that she was ready to start a family because I fully intended to ride her bareback until she was round and swollen with our child.
She smirked and put her hands on her wide hips, making my mouth water. It hadn’t taken me long to accept that there was no chance in hell I could go slow with my girl. But all this talk of knocking her up and images appearing in my head of her baby bump and dripping tits…I was fast losing my grip on my control.
I was fucking desperate to touch her. “What’s your name, kitten?”
“Bianca,” she replied.
I held out my hand as I introduced myself. “Aiden.”
As her palm brushed against mine, I could almost see the sparks flying from the electric current flowing between us. Bianca’s eyes grew wide and round, then she glanced down at our clasped hands. When her gaze returned to mine, it was filled with heat.
Rather than letting her go, I slowly drew her closer, watching her for any sign that she wasn’t coming willingly. But her eyes darkened with desire, so when she was merely inches away, I bent down and cupped her face. “I have to kiss you, Bianca.”
2
Aiden
Maybe I should have waited for her to give me permission, but I was overcome with my hunger, and any rational thought had been eclipsed by desire.
I sealed my mouth over hers and immediately felt as if I’d come home. My heart beat out a heavy rhythm, and I felt it pulsing through my body, all the way to my cock. I was so solid it was painful, and the fabric of my jeans felt abrasive against the soft skin of my shaft.
But my discomfort took a back seat to the perfection of Bianca’s mouth. She tasted like sugar and spice, a delicious combination I knew I’d never get enough of. Her puffy, porn-star lips were soft against mine, and I nibbled on the bottom one like I’d been dying to do. She’d moved in as close to me as possible, her hands resting on her hips and her big tits pillowed against my chest.
I threaded one hand into the hair at the back of her head and clutched the strands in my fist. When I teased her lips with my tongue, I gently but firmly tugged her head back. She opened her mouth, and I groaned as I dove in to get a stronger taste. Her velvety tongue slid against mine, and she let out a little moan.
That was it. I was done holding back.
I put my hands on Bianca’s luscious ass and boosted her up, holding her close and nestling my cock between her thighs. Her legs automatically circled my waist, and her arms wound around my neck. I was loath to stop kissing her, but if I didn’t watch where I was going, I could lose my footing and drop her.
A ragged groan escaped my lips as I slid them down and along her jaw to her ear. “Hold on tight, kitten.”
I smiled when she immediately tightened her limbs and rested her head on my shoulder. As quickly as I could, I made my way back to my property and toward the house. At the last second, I remembered the girls staying there. Son of a bitch. Then I remembered that no one was using the guest cottage and changed course.
When I felt her fingers scratch over my beard, I nearly stumbled as zings of electricity shot straight to my dick. Apparently, that was an erogenous zone for me. She did it again, and I had to capture her hand before I lost the ability to walk. I kissed it to let her know she hadn’t done anything wrong and cradled her palm against my chest. I couldn’t help but marvel at how her tiny hand fit inside mine.
At the guesthouse, I punched in the code to open the door, and Bianca’s head lifted to look up at me with a raised brow.
“People are staying in the main house,” I explained, walking in and kicking the door shut behind me.
“Does the owner know you use the guesthouse as a place for booty calls?” Her tone was tart, and I smiled. Knowing my kitten had tiny claws was a fucking turn-on. Not that I needed anything else fueling my passion.
“I don’t know. I’ve never had, nor been, a ‘booty call’ or even a one-night stand.” I’d never been into casual sex, even as a young, horny teenager. Besides, Bianca was special. The love of my life. And soon to be my wife and the mother of my children. “I have no doubt he’d approve of you, though.” I winked, and she blushed, smiling shyly back at me, showing off those sexy dimples again. I probably should have told her right then that I owned the property, but our lips had been apart for far too long, and I needed another taste.