Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I didn’t want anyone else to be the father of my child.
I didn’t want to share my nights with anyone else.
Even if I weren’t pregnant and he would let me go, I didn’t want to be anywhere else.
I wanted to be right here.
He left my heels on and went for my black thong. He slowly pulled it down and over my shoes before he left it on the foot of the bed. Then he moved on top of me and widened my legs, taking the position he usually took when he screwed me. He used to do it this way so he could see my tits and face, but now he wanted to see my belly instead. He got the head of his cock inside me and slowly slid deep into me, pushing through all the moisture my body produced for him. He released that sexy moan I always looked forward to hearing. It was a moan of pleasure, a moan that showed he wasn’t thinking about anyone else but me. He could have any woman he wanted, but he only wanted to be with me.
My palms planted against his chest, and I stared into his eyes as he moved inside me, feeling that big dick take me all the way. Now that I’d had a real man like Cato, I couldn’t go back to anything else. Now that I’d lived with this man and slept beside him every night, I knew I never wanted to be without him. The one time I’d tried to cut him from my life, it ended up being the biggest mistake I’d ever made. When his shadow appeared behind that towel, I hadn’t been able to keep the tears back.
Because he was home.
I’d lost everything to greed, but I found everything in him. Now I was starting my own family, rebuilding all that I’d lost, and I was doing it with a man I respected and admired. Our relationship was built on a lie, but that lie turned into the truest feeling in my life.
My hand cupped the back of his head, and I brought his lips to mine for a passionate kiss, full of tongue and longing. We breathed into each other’s mouths as we enjoyed each other, our bodies so deeply intertwined, we were one person.
My heart ached for this man in a way it never had before. Watching him reject that woman in the bar tonight showed me how much he had changed. He was an arrogant asshole who had fucked anything that moved. He was stubborn and egotistical. But once he let some of his walls come down, he showed a beautiful side he shouldn’t be afraid to hide. He buried my father when he didn’t have to. He shot Damien so I could have my revenge. He let me go because he knew I would only want to come back. He’d turned into my protector, my partner. It wasn’t the future I’d planned, but now it was the future I wanted more than anything else. “Cato…I want to make more babies with you.”
He kept thrusting into me, his intense eyes focused on mine.
I wasn’t afraid to say how I felt. I would have said it sooner if I’d known what was in my heart. “I want to spend my life with you.” I cupped his face. “I love you.” Everything spilled out of my lips, like warm caramel pouring over ice cream. The passionate ignited me, but the love in my heart gave me the courage to tell him how I felt. He wasn’t the man I’d pictured myself with, but now I couldn’t imagine my life with anyone else. Maybe he was wrong for me, but I didn’t care. With Martina, we were already a family.
Cato slowed down his pumps then unexpectedly came inside me. His dick got extremely thick as it buried farther in my body. He gave his hips a swift buck and dumped everything into my cunt, releasing a moan at the same time.
It was the first time we’d made love and he didn’t make me come first.
Maybe my words aroused him so much that he couldn’t keep it in. Maybe my confession was so sexy his body didn’t know how to react.
He pressed his forehead to mine as his heavy breathing continued. No words were forthcoming, but he seemed to gather his bearings. His cock softened inside me, but within a minute, it was hard again. He moved his mouth to mine and kissed me, giving me a slow and sexy embrace.
But he didn’t say it back.
And it didn’t seem like he was going to.
When he was at full mast, he started to thrust inside me again, this time a little harder. He pulled his lips away and looked into my eyes, the desire burning white-hot like an inferno. He clearly wasn’t angry by what I said.