Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Don’t stop,” I beg. The small nip of pain I felt is already gone. Donovan is a big man, and I think it’s going to take me some time to get used to him even now that it’s not my first time. I’m also not going to complain about it.
“You’re so damn tight and small. Going to have to break you in.”
“Donovan.” My pussy clamps down around him. I don’t only love the things Donovan’s mouth can do to me but the things he says too. They get me worked up just as much.
“You like the idea of me breaking you in, don’t you?” He keeps thrusting in and out of me. “That means you need to be in my bed every night so you can go to sleep with my cock inside of you.” He thrusts, and my nails dig into his shoulders. “So you can wake up the same way.”
“Yes,” I agree, lifting my hips to meet each of his thrusts. That sounds perfect.
“Good girl. Glad to see we’re on the same page.” I’m too lost in pleasure to fully understand what he means. Especially when his fingers find my clit. I cry out again as another orgasm hits me.
Donovan groans my name as his release spills deep inside of me, mixing with my own. He buries his face in my neck then rolls us so that I’m sprawled out of top of him. I’m wiped out, and I close my eyes as he starts to run his fingers up and down my back, gently soothing me.
“If you want we can build a room on my place, or even build on the east side of the property. There are several acres out there for your dad to have his own place close by.” I lift my hips, and Donovan’s hard cock slips out of me. He lets out a grunt, and when I go to roll off him he grips my hips to stop me. “I was only—” I cut him off.
“I don’t want to talk about my dad with your cock inside me.” That’s partly true, but it’s still a lot for me to process. I know things are about to change, and the things Donovan said last night have me thinking about the future, and I don’t only mean with my dad either. He told me that he loved me and then I let him cum inside of me. That’s bigger than us living together or even marriage, if you ask me. That’s saying you want to tie yourself to me for the rest of our lives.
“I’ll give you that one.” He gives my ass a squeeze. “But you already agreed to move in.”
“That was a dirty trick,” I laugh.
“When it comes to you, I’ll play dirty to get what I want.”
“I do love it.” I lean up, kissing him. He deepens the kiss, his fingers tangling in my hair before he rolls and pins me under him.
“Am I pushing too fast? I’ve never done this whole girlfriend thing. Hell, ‘girlfriend’ sounds wrong. You’re way more to me than that. I love you, and I want to wake up to you every morning and fall asleep every night with my mouth on you.”
“I want that too,” I admit. “‘Girlfriend’ is really new to you?” I ask. I don’t want to know about his past, but I kind of do. Even with the scar, Donovan is fine as hell. He might not see it, but the rest of the world does.
He didn’t notice the other girls at the corn maze checking him out while he helped me work the stand. His attention had been on me, and I’d checked. Too bad for them, I seem to be all he sees. I love having all his focus, but that said, I also know if I want to be the center of his world I have to actually come and be the center of it. I don’t want to have to choose, but I want a family of my own too one day. I think my dad also wants a woman to call his own. Maybe we’re both worried about how we each might take that.
“My job came first back then because maybe I was always trying to prove myself or something. A lot of the other agents gave me some shit with how I grew up.”
“And how is that?” I run my hands up his chest and wind my arms around his neck.
“Some might say with a silver spoon. I got my criminal justice degree from Penn State.” Damn. I didn’t know all that. I mean, I can tell from his home he does well.
“Oh, a trust fund baby,” I tease, and I swear he blushes.
“Hey, I got a full ride to Penn State on my own.”
“Is that when the FBI swooped in and snatched you up?” I ask. “Oh! Were you in a secret underground student society called the Skulls? I love that movie.” Donovan’s whole body shakes with silent laughter.