Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 144277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 721(@200wpm)___ 577(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 721(@200wpm)___ 577(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Maybe we just make this pledge to ourselves for now. But there will come a time when we make it official. Once all the train hopping is over. Once all the towers are blown up. Once there is no more threat of Extraction, we’ll go home, and settle in a scholar’s cave under the city. And we’ll dig up the past and figure out the truth.
“But I want it to turn you on too, Jasina. This isn’t about me, it’s about us. I want you to know that I’ll take care of you and the baby. That we’re a team in every way now. And that I will do anything to make you happy. To make you proud. To keep you safe.”
“Wow,” she smirks. “That was heavy.”
“Did I lay it on too thick?”
She shakes her head, scoffing. “No. You didn’t. It was just the right amount of convincing.”
“So my real question is, does it turn you on or off? Because all I want is to make you love me.”
“Love you…” She sighs. “Don’t say that if you don’t mean it.”
“What?”
“Love. Don’t talk about it if you don’t mean it.”
This is when I realize this whole conversation is taking place with my face between her legs. It started as me wanting to lick her into bliss. To tease some filthy words out of that pouty mouth. And then get those plump lips wrapped around my dick.
But that’s not what it is now. So I scoot up her body, bracing my hands on either side of her shoulders as I lean down to gently kiss her. “Why wouldn’t I mean it?”
“It’s just…” Her hand slips down to her stomach, her eyes still locked in mine. “We had a plan and this wasn’t part of it.”
“All plans change, Jasina. It’s life. You ride it. Like a train.” She smiles, so I keep going. “You get on, you get off. Every day is a new day.” I reach down and grab her hand off her stomach, giving it a squeeze. “You don’t need to worry about how I feel about you and the baby. I’m in. All I want you to think about now is… on or off.”
Her eyes squint. “What?”
I lean down, kissing her Biting her lip just enough to tease her. Then I whisper, “Does the dirty talk turn you on? Or off?”
She closes her eyes and shakes her head, which might concern me if she wasn’t smiling and blushing at the same time. Her hand flies up to cover her face. “I can’t believe we’re talking about this.”
I pull that hand down, lowering my hips over her pussy, pressing my hard cock into her. I reach down with my thumb and begin teasing her little nub. “On or off?”
Those royal blue eyes are looking straight into mine when she whispers, “On.” But at the same time, she’s got her hand on the button of my pants. A moment later, she’s popped it open and is sliding her hand inside.
I moan when she grips me, clenching my jaw, still looking into those amazing eyes. I love her. I already know it. I’m not going to say it, not now. Not yet. Because she won’t believe me and you only get to tell someone you love them for the first time once.
When I say it, she will know it. She will believe it. And from this moment forward, that’s my job. To make sure, when I say those words, she will feel it.
While I’ve been thinking about this, she’s pushed my pants down over my hips, freeing my dick. Her hand still gripping it, tighter now, as she slides her palm up and down my shaft.
I remove my hand from between her legs and lift my hips up just enough so she can open her legs and guide me inside her. I press against her tight opening, forcing myself to maintain control.
I had meant to lick her into a climax, but right now, I want more connection. I think she does too. Because when I press forward, her fingernails dig into my shoulders, gripping me tight, and her eyes close.
All thoughts of dirty talk are gone now and the only thing on my mind is the beautiful woman I’m on top of. I press forward, carefully, slowly. And I can tell by the look on her face that this is how she needs it right now.
Not rough. Not dirty.
Soft and emotional.
So I lean down and kiss her as we move together.
Enjoying the slow pace.
Living in this moment.
The aftermath of knowing that we have made a child.
That she is going to be a mother.
That I am responsible for two people other than myself.
And while I can’t read her mind, I can certainly read my own.
A family. A big one. With Jasina at my side.
This is the meaning of life I’ve been looking for.