Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
She sighs softly, my hands cradling the soft round flesh of her breasts as I try to kiss away the pain of my thick intrusion.
I slip my tongue against hers, driving a fraction deeper. I growl, something primal urging me to take what is mine and then lick her to a thousand fierce and trembling orgasms when I’m done to make sure she’s soft and relaxed and ready for me next time.
“I’m yours,” she whispers, as if reading my mind.
I push, sliding deeper inside her ripe body. Growling out loud, the animal inside me takes over, and I thrust with wild ferocity.
“God, baby, I can feel the end of you. Feel your pulse throbbing around my dick. Your clit swelling against me when I grind into you,” I whisper before shaking overtakes her body, clenching around my cock, her legs quivering, nails digging into my back as her release pulses through her.
“I’ve waited so long…” she murmurs between pants.
“For what, baby?” Speech is difficult as I thrust in and out of her, hit the end, and swirl my hips, causing her to moan repeatedly. She is losing herself. Losing herself in the pleasure. I can see it in her eyes—the way her neck arches, the way her nails claw at my back, my arms.
She is ravenously seeking me, and it is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“For you. I’ve been waiting so long for you,” she murmurs as I take her. My heartbeat quickens tenfold as my eyes widen at her words. I search her beautiful face, held taut with ecstasy, her full lips red and swollen from my kisses. She pulls one elegant arm up behind her and holds onto the sofa cushion. There she is, taking my fucking breath away.
The way she gives herself over to me—by giving me everything she has, she owns me. Everything snaps into focus—life with her. Our kids. Our grandkids. She and I. My world shifts, and now she is my axis. I revolve around her. I will do anything for her.
“I’ve never felt this way, Savannah. I was born to make you happy,” I profess between thrusts as she begins to clench around me again, the nails of one hand digging into my bicep, the pain radiating through my body, landing at my balls and throttling my pleasure up another notch.
“I can’t stop thinking about cumming deep inside you for the first time.” I catch her earlobe with my teeth. “I can’t stop thinking of planting my seed inside you, seeing what beautiful babies we make.”
Savannah’s arms snake around my neck, hips rocking against me before I suck one of her pebbled nipples into my mouth and she nearly comes unglued. With the throatiest, sexiest moans I’ve ever heard, her body begins to slowly tremble until she cums and cries out in another wave of sweet pleasure.
“That’s it. Coat my cock with all that sweet cum.”
Before I can register what’s happening, her tiny fingertips are dancing between her thighs and tickling my balls in the most delicious and illicit ways. The air vacates my lungs as my own release rockets through me at her unexpected touch.
I cum in thick jets, unable to even think about pulling out of her before she steals the cum right out of me.
“You’re magic.” My strokes slow, lips sliding against hers as I ease in and out of her. Caging her in my arms, I hover over her soft form and kiss her until we’re both gasping for breaths.
“We’re gonna have to talk about exactly what you mean when you say don’t leave.” I slide to her side, twisting her into my arms perfectly so I can wrap one hand around her waist and slide my finger around her juicy clit and sink into her from behind at the same time.
She clamps down on her lip, eyes flickering open finally and landing all around the room, anywhere but me.
“Well,” she sighs as I stroke a little quicker, intentionally trying to fuck her breath away.
“Well?” I tweak her nipple, eliciting a sexy sigh.
“I guess in the moment, I’m caught up and thinking…” I’m rubbing her clit with renewed speed, sensing another impending orgasm taking over her body.
“Uh-huh…?” I fuck her a little deeper with my finger, stroke still faster.
“Well, if you keep doing that…” Her knees tremble, a new orgasm taking over her. “Is forever asking too much?”
I laugh, stroking her creamy skin and trailing kisses along her shoulders. “Exactly what I was thinking, sweet Savannah.” I place a kiss at the base of her neck. “I’m disappointed it took you so long to ask.”
Chapter Sixteen
Axel
There’s a pink ceramic mug on my counter that wasn’t here a week ago. “Read More, Kiss More” in loopy gold script. There’s a pair of fuzzy socks draped over the arm of my couch and an avalanche of romance paperbacks stacked beside my boots by the door. In the bathroom, a citrus-and-honey shampoo has staged a quiet coup against my sad two-in-one. And my favorite gray T-shirt—the one that fits like it was made for me—now fits like it was made for her and refuses to migrate back to my drawer.