Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 115272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Every time I’m inside her now, my only thoughts are of getting her with child. It’s become an obsession, the need to experience my child from conception to birth. To watch her grow with my child inside her. The pictures of her pregnant, the way she looked when swollen with my babies, have stayed with me ever since I’d gone through her camera roll. I want to see her like that, here with me.
As my thoughts became images in my head, I started to lose control. The harder I fucked, the deeper I wanted to go inside her, but I grew frustrated when I realized that I wasn’t getting deep enough inside her in this position, with her back hanging off the side of the divan.
So, I pulled her down onto the hard floor beneath me. Now I could drive my cock into her as hard and as deep as I wanted. Now I could feel the motion of her hips as she lifted them to meet me, each downward thrust slamming her back into the floor beneath.
I became inflamed when one of her breasts exploded, shooting warm milk across my chest and trapping it between us. I cleaned her with my tongue before going back to the source for more. “Did they eat enough?” She nodded her head and pulled mine down to her engorged nipple, and I was only too happy to oblige
I drained one and then the other, going back and forth as I slammed into her. She was so wet that she’d have pushed me out of her had she not been so tight. “This is going to hurt a little,” I whispered the words in her ear before she came down from her last orgasm.
I took her lips with mine to catch the scream I knew was coming as I knocked against her cervix and sought entrance to her womb. She screeched when I broke through and dug her nails into my back and shoulders. I kissed the tear that rolled down the corner of her eye and held still, letting her pulsations bring me off as I shot off inside her.
Her eyes widened as if she could feel me, feel the explosion of my seed as it splattered against the walls of her hopefully fertile womb. We laid there for the longest time, wrapped around each other as we both caught our breath and came down from the spectacular high of good sex. Something I never thought to have with her again but was monumentally grateful for.
It was hell pulling out of her. I had to wait until I lost my erection which she wasn’t making easy on me. Each time I thought I was in the clear, I’d make the mistake of looking down at her. First, that dreamy look on her face, and then my eyes would roam further down and get caught on her plump tits, and I’d have to start all over again.
By the time I was done with her, it was almost time for the kids to wake up from their naps. I must admit to never thinking I was such a sexual being, so this too is one of the things I’m learning about myself. It's almost like breathing freely after holding my breath for a long time.
I helped get the kids’ lunch ready then took them out to the garden to run around and get some fresh air. By early evening the deliveries started coming in, and the place was like a madhouse. “Gabriel, what did you do? What’s all this?”
All this was a new toddler bed contraption for triplets, complete with bedding and all the necessary amenities. There were clothes and coats and shoes and everything I could think of. Maybe I’d gone a bit overboard, but who can blame me? There is so much to make up for so much I want to do. This felt like the beginning of a new life, a new chapter, which was fitting as the last one was coming to an end.
LYON
We were packing up to go since things were pretty much settled on this end. The boy seemed to be getting his shit together and was no longer hell-bent on destroying himself. Then again, the fact that he didn’t know where Ricci was could have a lot to do with his easy acquiescence, but who knows. I don’t exactly trust these brainy types because they always got some shit going on.
If he’s anything like the rest of them, namely my own kid, I know he could stand in front of me and lie with a straight face while plotting chaos and mayhem in his head. My phone rang, and I answered without checking. “Lyon!”
“Hey Dev, is everything okay?” The others stopped what they were doing to look at me.