Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 25255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
“You like taking my cock?” I growl.
“Oh!” she cries out. “It’s so big.”
I grin as I thrust in harder and faster, fucking her like I’ve been dying to since I first saw her stunning face.
Her tight pussy squeezes me with every thrust. I’m not going to last much longer. I want the moment to last, but I’m also obsessed with the thought of filling her womb with my hot cum. I want to coat her insides with it.
You can do this every day now, I remind myself.
She’s all mine now. I can stuff this sweet pussy with my big dick anytime I want.
“I want you to cum on my dick,” I growl as I pick up the pace, fucking her until she’s practically screaming. “Release on me, baby.”
“I’m close,” she groans, her tits swaying back and forth to the thrusting of my hips. “So close.”
I grab her blonde ponytail and pull her head back as I fuck her harder.
“Cum on me,” I command. “Cum on me now.”
She screams out as another powerful orgasm slams into her. I grit my teeth, fucking her through it. Her pussy muscles clench around my cock, trying to draw the cum from my balls as she creams all over my shaft.
It feels so fucking good. I feel an orgasm coming…
Fast… Strong…
I throw my head back and roar as the orgasm rips through me, heat taking me over as I plant my cock deep in her cunt.
Stream after stream of hot cum shoots out of my hard cock into her tight little pussy. It’s enough to fill her womb. It’s enough to breed her.
I shiver as the last drop leaves me and enters her.
Nothing is stopping her from getting pregnant now. She’s mine. Truly mine.
I slowly slide in and out a few more times until it becomes too intense for both of us and I have to pull out.
Jane collapses on the bed. I sit on my heels, admiring her beautiful flushed body before the tiredness takes me over too.
I can still see my red fingerprints on her supple ass cheeks. I was too rough. But she didn’t seem to mind.
My eyes settle on her puffy red pussy. Some of my cum is leaking out, but again, she doesn’t seem to mind.
I run my eyes up her naked body and smile when I see her face. She’s already asleep, her eyes closed, her face so calm and serene.
I love how she already feels so safe with me. So protected and secure.
I’m going to treat this girl right. I’m going to put her desires above everything else.
I grab the sheets, pull them over her body, and lay down beside her. She moans when I put my arm around her, holding her protectively.
She’s mine.
And that’s how it will always be.
Chapter Ten
Tucker
I’m suiting up in the locker room before the game when Harris comes up to me, looking concerned.
“What the fuck happened at the club with your girl?” Harris asks.
I grit my teeth and swallow a growl just thinking about it. That image of Jane bleeding from her nose will haunt me forever.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
I sit on the bench with a huff and start to lace up my skates, yanking the laces until they dig into my hands so hard it hurts.
“Did you hit her?”
“What?!” I snap as I whip my head around, glaring at him with deadly intent. He’s lucky I like him or he’d be tasting my knuckles right now.
He steps back, showing me his hands in surrender.
“It wasn’t me,” I say, taking a deep breath to try and calm down. “It was Maddock.”
“Ooh, boy,” he says with a low whistle. “Are you going to kick the shit out of him again tonight?” He rubs his hands together in excitement. “This is going to be epic.”
“It’s not going to happen,” I grunt as I turn back to my laces. “I’m not fighting him.”
“What?” Harris says, staring at me in shocked confusion. “Why not? That’s your whole deal.”
Not anymore, it’s not. Jane is my whole deal now. She’s going to be watching and I don’t want to disappoint her by getting into another vicious brawl. I want her to be proud of me. I want to be the kind of man she’ll respect.
“Maybe this will change your mind,” Harris says as he pulls out his phone.
“It won’t.”
“Don’t be so sure,” he says as he scrolls through it. “The reason why I asked is because of this. Look at what Maddock is saying about you online.”
He shows me his phone and my stomach drops. It’s a picture on his Instagram of Jane’s bloody face.
The caption underneath makes me livid.
Look at what Tucker McKinstry did to his girl last night at the bar. Only a little bitch would hit a woman.
Vicious pounding rage takes over every inch of my body. I let out a furious roar and punch my locker as hard as I can. The metal door caves in like it was hit by a meteor.