Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“You hog the bed,” I joke with her, knowing deep inside having her tucked to my side all night long was everything I’ve dreamed it would be, if not better. Actually, scratch that; it was what heaven would be like if I ever made it there. “And you snore.”
She gasps as I chuckle silently. “I do not snore, do I?” She fights to get away from me, but I tighten my hold on her.
“It’s not like deep,” I say, “it’s soft.”
“You are lying, Emmett,” she accuses me, and I roll her over to her back. Her legs open for me as she hitches both legs around my hips. “You are lucky I like you.”
“Am I?” I ask as I hold myself up on my elbows and surround her head with my hands. I rub her nose with mine, and her hair is all over my pillow. She rubs my ribs with her hands. “How lucky am I?”
She looks into my eyes, and I hope I’m hiding how much she means to me. If not for me, then at least for her. “So lucky.” She smirks. “The luckiest.”
“Get a condom,” I say even though I vowed after the last time it would be the last. She arches her back as she twists to the side as I sit back on my feet. I watch her grab a condom from the side table that holds the box I got over a year ago and never opened. She comes back with the silver packet in her small hand. “Put it on me,” I urge her and watch her eyes light up. I watch as she tears open the top of the packet and then takes out the condom. She grips my cock in her hand, and I almost hiss as I watch her hands shake a bit as she puts the condom on the tip of my cock and then rolls it down. Once it’s all the way down to the base of my cock, she kisses the middle of my chest before she lies back down and opens her legs for me. “You ready for me?”
“Always.” She reaches to grab my cock with one hand, pulling me to her as she rubs it up and down her slit, and her hand moves when the tip of my cock is at her entrance.
“You going to watch?” I ask, and her eyes go to where I move my hips a bit more as the tip of my cock disappears inside her. Fuck, it’s like I’m literally in fucking heaven as my eyes go to where my cock slides into her.
“So fucking tight,” I grind between clenched teeth as I try not to lose it and just slam into her.
“Emmett,” she says when I bury myself into her, “more.” She moves her hips up and moves her legs back, allowing me to slide into her deeper. “Hmmm,” she moans, “like that.”
I pull out to the tip and then slide back into her. “More,” she pants out, “and harder.”
“No,” I deny her as I move in and out of her slowly. “Want to savor this.”
“You said that last night when I was on top of you.” Her hips thrust up to meet me. “Harder, Emmett.” Her hands grip my biceps, her nails pinching into my skin. “Please,” she says softly.
“Anything,” I finally agree, pulling out and slamming back into her. “For you, fucking anything.” I don’t stop. Instead, my thrusts are long and hard. Every time I slam into her, she moans, and her pussy squeezes me even more. “Fucking anything.” My forehead sits on hers as she closes her eyes and arches her back. Her pussy grips my cock so tight it’s a wonder I can even pull out, but it’s enough that I’m chasing my own release.
One of her hands goes to my cheek as her mouth swallows my groan, her tongue sliding into my mouth.
She meets my thrust with her hips until I bury myself in her, and all I can do is hold on to the feeling as I feel myself come inside of the condom. I collapse on her, and her legs and arms tighten even harder around me. I close my eyes as I bury my face in her neck, smelling her and wanting to remember this moment for the rest of my life.
“I have to get rid of the condom,” I say as my heart starts to come back to its normal pace. Her hold lessens as her legs fall from my hips and her arms fall to the sides. I get up on my elbows and I tell myself not to make eye contact with her, but my heart is another story. This has been what it’s been wanting for fucking ever. She smiles at me, and I can’t help but bend my head to lightly brush her lips with mine before I roll off the bed. Don’t look back, my head screams at me. My head turns immediately to look over my shoulder at her in the middle of my bed. Her back arches as her legs stretch out in front of her, and her arms go over her head as she stretches.