Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Her walls flutter around my tongue as she teeters on the brink of an orgasm. But I’m not done with her yet. I slide two fingers inside her sweet pussy, curling them just right, and she screams my name, her body convulsing as she comes hard on my face. I don’t let up, fucking her with my fingers while my tongue works her clit, dragging out her orgasm until she’s a trembling, whimpering mess.
My throbbing cock is begging for release, but I’m not ready to give in yet. I drag her up the bed and crush my lips to hers. Her soft hands roam over my body and she scrapes her sharp nails down my chest as she reaches between us to stroke my cock again. She swipes her thumb across the head, smearing pre-cum everywhere, and I growl into her mouth as my control slips.
I pull away from her grip before I lose total control and line my cock up with her dripping opening. Her eyes are wide and filled with desire as they stare into mine. I push forward, sinking into her tight, wet heat inch by agonizing inch. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as her walls clench around me like a fucking velvet fist.
I start slow, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in, savoring the way her pussy grips me. Her moans grow louder, and I lean close to her ear to remind her, “Don’t wake up our little guy.”
She bites her bottom lip and swallows her screams as her hips meet mine with every thrust. Fuck, I know I’m not going to last much longer. I slide my arm under her leg, lifting it up to get even deeper, and she whimpers as I hit that sweet spot inside her.
Her pussy is drenched, her clit swollen and begging for attention, so I press my thumb against it, rubbing in tight circles as I fuck her harder, faster. Her inner walls vibrate around my cock telling me her orgasm is approaching.
When she comes, she digs her sharp teeth into my shoulder to quiet her scream. The tiny bite of pain sends me over the edge with her. My cock pulses inside her, spilling my cum deep in her pussy as I groan her name.
But I’m not done yet. I pull out, flipping her onto her stomach and yanking her hips up. She’s still trembling from her orgasm, but I don’t give her a chance to recover. I slide my cock back into her from behind, fucking her hard and fast, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Her moans are muffled by the pillow, but I can feel her pussy tightening around me again, and I know she’s close.
I reach around, rubbing her clit as I pound into her, and she comes again, her pussy milking my cock as I empty myself inside her for the second time. I pull out and drop to the bed, pulling her trembling body into my arms while both of us gasp for air.
Sometime later, I awaken to the sound of Albert whining in his bed, his paws scratching against the covers, while the unmistakable sound of Eloise retching in the bathroom echoes through the room. "You'll have to entertain yourself, little guy," I tell the puppy, his eyes wide and pleading, as I rush to the bathroom.
I step in to find Eloise kneeling naked in front of the toilet, her hair cascading around her shoulders in disarray. A pang of concern mixed with excitement grips me as a thought flickers through my mind—could it be that she's carrying our child?
"Are you okay, baby?" I ask gently, wetting a soft washcloth under the faucet before kneeling beside her. She lets out a low groan, and I tenderly dab the cool cloth across her clammy forehead.
"I think we’d better plan a quick wedding," she murmurs, her voice tinged with exhaustion, confirming my suspicions. "I just realized I’m two weeks late, and I’m never late."
"I’ve never been happier," I whisper with a smile, helping her to the sink so she can clean up and brush her teeth before helping her back to bed. “Love you.” I give her a soft kiss on her forehead.
Once she's settled and resting, I scoop up the restless puppy and head out to the backyard before he makes a mess in the house.
As he meticulously sniffs each and every blade of grass, his nose twitching with curiosity, I pull out my phone and swiftly navigate to the app to order a pregnancy test through DoorDash.
The convenience of modern technology allows me to discreetly arrange for the test to be delivered right to my doorstep, sparing me from the trip and the potential awkwardness of an in-person purchase.
Within an hour, the delivery guy drops the package off at my front door. I watch from the window, waiting for the moment when his truck pulls away and is halfway down the street before I dart outside to retrieve it.