The Love Series Box Set Volume 1 Read online Fiona Davenport

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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59954 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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My spine started to tingle, and I clenched my ass in an effort to keep from coming as my hips bucked wildly. But Imogene’s untried pussy was so hot and tight, I was quickly losing all control.

“Thatcher,” she moaned as she writhed beneath me.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If she kept saying my name like that, I was going to blow before I could make her come. And, I needed her to come first so her body would be soft and open, ready to take every drop of my seed.

“Damn, baby,” I groaned. “You feel so fucking good.” I’d never imagined sex would feel this incredible, but something told me it would only have ever been like this with Imogene. It made me even happier that I’d waited for her. The knowledge that I was breaching her virgin pussy with my own untouched cock—knowing we were each other’s first and only—it was like a drug.

I was losing the fight to keep myself in check and decided to push the boundaries with a little dirty talk and see how she responded. “You’re doing so good, sugar,” I praised her with a grunt as I pounded even harder. “Your little pussy is so snug, I can barely get my dick out. I think you like having my giant cock in your tight hole. Oh, fuck. Yes!” Imogene’s inner walls clenched, and she cried out. She was getting noisier, and it was hot as hell. I leaned up and stared at where we were connected, watching myself disappear inside her and come out again coated in her cream. “I’m going to break you in eventually, sugar. You’ll be able to spread your legs and take me whenever and wherever I need you.”

“Yes! Thatcher! Yes!”

“I bet you’ll be the one begging for it once you’re bred though, won’t you?” I bowed down and licked around one of her nipples before giving it a little bite. “You have no idea how fucking hot it makes me to picture you round and swollen with our baby. Your hips lush and wide, your tits big and aching for my touch.”

I was pushing myself over the fucking edge, so it was a damn good thing I’d worked her up too. “Tilt that pussy, sugar,” I growled. “Open wide and take me deep. I want you to milk my cock of every drop. We’re going to get you good and knocked up on the first fucking try. Fuck! Fuck! That’s it, sugar. Yes!”

Imogene went off like a rocket, soaring high and exploding with an ear-piercing scream. I followed right behind as her pussy massaged my dick. Hot streams of come gushed from my shaft, filling her so full it oozed out. The sticky mixture of us created a slippery passage for me to slide in even deeper.

“Thatcher,” Imogene moaned as I continued to pump an endless stream of hot liquid. “More,” she begged as her walls clamped tight around me. With each spurt, she moaned and pleaded for me to move harder and faster. Holy shit. She was getting off on the fact that I was coming inside her.

If I hadn’t already known she was the perfect woman for me, that would have convinced me. Since my dick hadn’t softened in the least, I gave her exactly what she asked for. I fucked her long and hard until we’d both come again, and again.

She was going to be sore as fuck the next day, but I’d never be able to deny her anything. It wasn’t until we were so exhausted that we couldn’t move that we finally stopped. I dropped down beside Imogene on the carpet, keeping an arm and leg thrown over her. She laid her head on my outstretched arm, and I cupped her pussy, my hand trying it’s best to keep my come inside her.

I woke up a few hours later and had just enough energy to stand and lift Imogene into my arms. After stumbling across the hall, I gently set her down on the bed, then crawled in and wrapped myself around her before passing out again.

“Thatcher?”

Imogene’s sweet voice penetrated my sleep, and I lazily opened my eyes. She was sitting up in bed with the covers around her waist, baring her gorgeous tits. Her hair was in crazy curls, her lips kiss-swollen, and she looked a little dazed and confused. I couldn’t help the satisfied smile that crept over my face while I stared at my beautiful girl. She was finally mine. For the first time in months, I could breathe easy.

I dragged her down into my embrace. “Yes, sugar?”

“So, I wasn’t dreaming?”

I laughed and kissed her on the nose. “Nothing could be more real.”

Imogene’s eyes studied me intently, full of questions. I sat up and scooted back until I was leaning against the headboard. Then I easily lifted her body and sat her on my lap, her legs straddling my hips. It brought our centers flush against each other, but I ignored the draining of my blood to my cock and focused on my woman. “What’s going on in that mind of yours?”


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