Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
“Are you going to tell me what things you like on me?” he asks as he walks up the stairs. I notice that you can see downstairs on both sides as he makes his way to his bedroom, I’m assuming.
My back is to the bedroom as he walks in and his mouth is on my neck sucking and then kissing. My head falls back as he turns and sits on the bed with me now sitting in his lap, my pussy grinding on his hard cock. “That’s probably number one,” I tell him as his mouth comes back to mine. The kiss is full of need as our hands move to try and get our fill of the other person. His hand pulls my shirt out of my pants and he lets go of my lips, just so he can pull the shirt over my head and toss it to the side before his tongue is back in my mouth. His hands move up to cup my tits and I moan out into his mouth.
“Sensitive,” I tell him as he pulls down the right cup before his head bends and he takes the nipple into his mouth. The sensation shoots straight through me as I grind up and down on his cock. “That feels—” I stop talking as I watch his tongue come out of his mouth and twirl around the nipple he just sucked. “Like fucking heaven.”
“Heaven,” he promises, moving to the other cup, pushing it down, “is going to be when I bury my cock in your pussy.”
“Oh yeah,” I murmur, closing my eyes as he sucks one nipple softly while his hand rolls the other nipple, my back arching to give him more.
He breaks away, grabbing my hips, picking me up and placing my feet on the floor in between his legs. He turns me around and I have a chance to see his bedroom. The television faces the bed with his built-in drawers under it and shelving all around the television.
He unsnaps my bra, tossing it to the side before I feel his teeth in my ass. “Best ass in town,” he notes, making me laugh as he turns me back to face him. His eyes are on my stomach as he unbuttons my pants. “Kick off your shoes,” he orders me and I put my hand on his shoulders, doing what he says and kicking them to the side where my clothes are, before he slides down the zipper and the pants fall at my feet. I’m getting ready to kick them away with the shoes when I feel his bare hands on my hips. He pulls me to him, his lips going to my stomach as he kisses under my belly button. It’s the softest kiss I’ve ever gotten, and it’s a kiss I’ll remember for the rest of my life. It’s a kiss I’m going to tell the baby about. It’s a kiss that, if someone asked me what my best kiss was, would be at the top of the list.
“The sweetest kiss,” I tell him as he looks up at me and I want to kick my own ass for saying it out loud. He stands in front of me.
“Challenge accepted.” He smirks at me as he nips my bottom lip and my hands go to the button of his jeans.
“Get on the bed,” he directs me, his hands moving around me to my bare ass as he squeezes both cheeks in his hands. “I’m not fucking rushing this.”
“Um,” I say when he lets go of me and I walk to his bed and crawl onto it, “what if I’m waiting for you like this?” I bend my arms on my elbows and arch my back, opening my legs, looking over my shoulder. “Would you rush if I was like this?”
“No.” He shakes his head as he gets rid of his jeans, leaving him in his T-shirt and boxers. My mouth waters as I see his cock outlined, but it doesn’t do it justice. “But I’m going to turn that ass red while I fuck you like that in round two.”
I don’t say anything because he reaches out and pulls my leg so I fall forward as he flips me to my back. My head falls on the pillow and he gets into the bed beside me. His hand is softly touching my stomach. “I can’t believe you’re here,” he says softly, his fingertips running over the bottom of my belly, making me shiver from head to toe, “and that you are having my baby.” He looks into my eyes before he bends his head. “Fuck,” he hisses out, taking a nipple into his mouth before moving up to kiss me. “I’ve thought about this moment for the last six weeks, having you here in my bed. Thought about you being here every single fucking night,” he admits, taking my mouth to stop me from saying anything. His hand moves to the side of my neck, and I have to say, I love when he does this. His tongue fights with mine as his hand moves from my neck down to my nipple. He rolls it between his thumb and forefinger before pinching it and then pulling it, making my hips thrust up.