Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 179812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 179812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)
I put my thumb on his soft lips. “I know. I believe you.” Then, stroking his jaw again, “I’ll keep you safe too.”
He stares at me a beat. “I love you.”
My heart takes flight in my chest, and I smile. “I love you too.”
In the next breath, we’re kissing. We’re more than kissing. We’re pulling at each other’s hair and tugging at each other’s clothes. The familiar heat runs through my body and melts all my inhibitions. I’m writhing in his lap like I’ve done a million times and he’s pushing into my body in response.
I tear my mouth away from him. “But your hand, we need to—”
“My hand’s fine,” he growls before coming back to the kiss.
I rip away once again, panting. “What if someone comes? They s-saw us go in here and—”
“They’re not.”
“But—”
He grabs my throat then and oh God, I melt. I become liquid in his arms as he rasps against my jaw, “Are you trying to stop me, baby?”
My belly is all heavy and fluttery and I arch against the door. “N-no…”
He squeezes my throat, his thumb digging into his favorite thing, my jugular. “No what?”
I jerk and I feel such ache deep in my belly, my pussy that I moan. Then, “No, Sir.”
He shudders against me. Then, licking his lips, he rumbles, “Good girl.”
And then, we’re back to kissing and pulling at each other, and I don’t care about anything in the world. Not in this moment except being as close to him as I can be. To revel in this connection of ours. In this love that both makes us and wrecks us at the same time.
Except, just as he thrusts our clothes aside and enters my body in that hurt-y, glorious way, I remember something. Pulling him closer to me and fisting his hair, I whisper in his ear, “I didn’t take my birth control pill today.”
He freezes, moves back and gives me his eyes, full of questions, full of hope and I smile. “I love you.”
He studies my face for a bit before his lips pull into a lopsided smile. “I fucking love you too.”
With that, he starts moving inside of me and I pray that this be the moment we make our own family together.
THE END