Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 107012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
“Then show me. Let’s make a baby,” I whimper.
He steps back with a sexy smile on his lips and begins to peel off his tux. I’m a little sad to see it go. All the men cleaned up nice for today.
The people were just as gorgeous as the wedding. I hope to have a wedding as perfect as theirs someday. This all has been like falling into a wonderland.
I bite my lip as my man stands before me completely naked. My chest swells with pride as my gaze lands on the 3D tat of my name that runs up his torso on the right side. I love that piece.
I was so nervous but Dyl remained patient with me. I’ve been so entranced by him stripping, I didn’t even think to remove my ruined dress. Instead, I’ve been standing here drooling the entire time.
I snap out of it as he comes closer and unzips the destroyed dress. The fabric floats down to the floor and he lifts me onto his waist. My bare breasts smash against his chest as he captures my lips for another kiss.
I hold on to his powerful shoulders as he carries me into the bedroom. The rooms here are so nice. There’s a fireplace warming the large space that’s bringing its own charm with it.
Dylan places me on the bed and climbs over me. The heat from the fireplace already has a shine of sweat on our skin. I run my hands down his smooth back to his ass and dig my nails in as he devours my mouth.
He breaks the kiss and looks me deeply in the eyes. “No matter where life takes us, remember how much I love you and that I’ll do anything for you,” he says.
I nod and bring his lips back to mine. He reaches for my panties and pulls them down my legs as we drink each other in. I push at his chest for him to fall onto his back.
I’m already slick between the legs, but there’s something I need to do first. Dylan and I have spent a lot of time training my throat for him to fit without me gagging. It has turned into one of my guilty pleasures.
“Oh shit, baby,” he groans as I begin to bob on his length.
I smile around him as I’m just getting started. I get him nice and sloppy wet. He fists the sheets as I take him deep for the first time. I go to do it a second time, and he bucks off the bed.
“That’s my girl. Your head is fire. So fucking good. Play with your pussy for me. I want you nice and wet when I slide inside you.”
“I’ve got you, baby,” I purr as I tilt my head then lick the underside of his shaft. “I’m going to suck you so good, you won’t have a choice but to fuck me hard.”
“Is that what my girl wants? You want me to fuck you nice and hard?”
I don’t answer with words. At least not words that make any sense. I take him deep a few times before he grabs the back of my head and holds me in place, causing me to gag.
“Fuck, come here,” he says tightly as I lift my head.
He climbs from the bed and grabs me by the ankle to drag me to him. I’m surprised when he pulls me to my feet as he stands on the side of the bed. Turning me around, he drops to his knees and buries his face in my ass, then spreads my cheeks to give him better access.
I cry out and fall face-first onto the bed, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets as I moan and cry into the mattress. I love the way his tongue and fingers feel inside me. Dylan has made my body feel amazing every time he has touched me.
He usually knows just what I need before I can think of it. Like now, he stands, grabs one of my legs and holds it up and out as he thrusts into me. My eyes cross and I gush all over him. He angles his hips and keeps thrusting.
“Oh my God, Dyl. Shit, babe. Fuck,” I scream into the mattress.
“Is this how you want it? Is this hard enough for you? Are you ready for me to put my baby in you?”
“Yes, yes, yes. I already stopped my birth control. I’m ready when you are.”
He stills. “What did you just say?”
“I stopped my birth control. Like I said, my brother is turning eighteen. I’m a little sad. I want a baby.”
“Fuck, Ciara,” he grunts.
He reaches to pull me to stand then turns me to face him. He lifts me into his arms, hooking my thighs over his forearms. I drop my head back as he enters me again. The way he’s bouncing me on his dick has me so wet I can feel my pussy rippling around him.