Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
“Did his cock ever feel this good inside you? She turned her face away, but I pulled it back around and held it in place. “Tell me, did he ever fuck you this deep, this hard?”
She shook her head from side to side to escape my hold as unbidden tears rolled down her cheeks, and her pussy gushed sweet juice around my thrusting cock. “Please, Gavin…”
I don’t know what drove me to say those things to her, why I was suddenly so mad that he’d been here before me, that he’d ever seen her like this. It made no sense, but then again, nothing where she was concerned ever did.
I buried my face in her neck and sucked her flesh between my teeth, purposely marking her. “Gavin, no, what’re you doing?” I caught her hands and slammed them down above her head. “You know what I’m doing; I’m marking my woman.”
I fucked into her belly deep, stretching her pussy to fit the new cock that was inside her. She writhed and thrashed beneath me as she pretended to fight me, pretended that she didn’t want the fucking I was giving her.
I say pretend because we both know this is the game she has to play to make herself feel better about fucking me, for enjoying having her dead husband’s brother buried deep inside her wet pussy just hours after he took his last breath.
Gavin
That was our first time together downstairs on the couch where her guests were now sitting. Afterward, I’d taken her upstairs and fucked her all night, making her ride me at the last before taking her ass cherry just before dawn. I’d left her bed a little after the sun came up and had been back every day since to take what’s mine.
She was still giving me shit as soon as I walked through the door, but we both knew by now that it was just for show. Because without fail, I’d be in her two minutes after I crossed the threshold, and she was always wet for me, always greedy to feel my cock slipping into her.
Sometimes she’d cry afterward while I held her. She’d even questioned whether or not the rest of the family was really okay with us being together, claiming to be too embarrassed to face them or anyone after what we’d shared.
But that’s not where her shame and guilt comes from; it comes from the fact that I can make her pussy wetter than he ever did; that I’d stretched her out more in the last three days than he did in the two years they were married.
Now, as I fucked into her, I held her head still so that I could look into her eyes, and she mine so that there was no doubt who was fucking her, who she belonged to now and always. It’s a thing with me! Something I didn’t know about myself and had only learned here in the last few days; that I’m a jealous fuck.
“Feel how wet your pussy is, have you ever been this wet for him? Huh?” I knew the answer to that as well from the look of surprise on her face the first time I made her cum.
She’d damn near broken off my dick with her newly awakened pussy and had given me the pleasure of her juices on my cock each and every time I took her since.
Had it only been three days ago when I first came here for her? No one has to know that at the news of my brother’s untimely death my first thought had not been of the sibling I’d barely miss, but of the family tradition that had been passed down from generation to generation. My mind had fixated on one thing and one thing only, fucking Amber and planting my seed inside her.
Her ass began to move as I pounded her, and I knew that too was beyond her control. She tried holding back, I could feel it in her, feel the strain of tense muscles, but I wasn’t about to let her keep anything from me not now, not ever.
“Let go, Amber, I already told you, this pussy is mine, I own it and you. You’re not allowed to hold back from me. I want all of you.” I growled the words in her ear before biting into her neck as I fucked my cock in her slow, making her beg.
She fought it for as long as she could before her natural nature won out. “Please, Gavin.”
“Please what, tell me.”
“Fuck me, please fuck me.”
Those were just the words I’d been waiting for; the final hurdle crossed because I knew that once those words left her mouth, there would be no going back. I’ll never let her deny us again, not for any reason.