Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
I’d scream if his strong hand wasn’t wrapped over my mouth, holding back my cries.
It only takes a few hard thrusts before I’m cumming all over my man’s big, glorious dick.
His massive body shudders as he thrusts in hard and fills me with a load of his hot cum.
I love him. He’s the fucking best.
“You’re going to get a big fucking tip,” he growls as he slides out of me and pulls up his pants.
“You already gave me a big tip,” I say, my blood on fire as I pull up my panties, feeling his hot cum glowing inside me.
“And when you get home, you’ll get it again,” he says, grinning.
I kiss his cheek, fix my hair, and casually walk out like I didn’t just violate the law with a sexy cop.
“I can’t wait.”
Maybe I’ll try to finish early…
EPILOGUE
Emmanuel
Twenty Years Later…
“I can’t believe we get to keep him,” Arthur says as I drive home with a permanent smile on my face. He’s our youngest of four. My girl and I have been busy the past two decades. I have a wonderful family with four children, a gorgeous house on the lake we bought ten years ago this summer, and of course, I’m still obsessed with my Lucy.
“I want to hold him,” Becca says, arguing with her older brother Oliver. “You’ve been holding him for so long.”
“Alright,” Oliver says as he hands him over. “But I want a turn again.”
“I didn’t even get a turn yet,” Samantha says.
The kids are arguing, but it’s not going to ruin my mood. Not today.
I’ve been planning this for a long time and the day is finally here. It’s Lucy’s birthday and I’ve got the biggest surprise for her—an adorable Rottweiler puppy.
She’s going to freak out.
We still talk about Cutter all the time. We both loved that dog to bits. He had the best life with us, hiking through the mountains, playing in the lake, wrestling with his buddy Rocky, and snuggling with each one of our kids. He lived a long, peaceful life and whenever we have the urge to see him, we go and visit him on his favorite hike where we buried him next to Rocky.
That dog couldn’t have asked for a better life.
And neither could I. We both owe it all to Lucy.
She’s my dream girl, my soul mate, my everything.
I can’t believe I got so lucky.
I know I owe a lot to that dog because without him, my girl would never have stepped foot in my town.
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a four-legged friend in the house and now I think we’re all ready.
The kids are still fighting over who gets to hold the pup when I pull into our driveway. I love the feeling of coming home. I love this house and I adore the people inside it. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
“Who gets to give it to Mom?” Samantha asks.
“I do,” I say, taking the puppy from her. “It was my idea, I did all the work, and I want to be the one to hand it over.”
They all sigh in disappointment, but no one argues with me. They let me have my moment, delighting my woman.
I hold the dog up, smiling at him as Oliver runs to the house to get Lucy. He’s a real cutie with his silky black fur, brown snout, and little brown dots for eyebrows.
I laugh when he tries to nibble on my wrist.
“My girl is going to love you,” I whisper to him. “I’m probably going to be a little jealous.”
I hold him behind my back as Oliver comes out with Lucy.
“What is it?” she asks, grinning like she knows something’s up.
After all these years, she still takes my breath away. She’s my home. That gorgeous smile, that wild blonde hair, those tempting curves… She’s still the only one I want. The only one I’ve ever wanted.
I’ll always adore my Lucy.
“Is this another birthday present?” she asks, tilting her head with a grin when she sees my hand held behind my back. “You already got me so much!”
“One more,” I say with my heart pounding. I didn’t even sleep last night, I was so excited for this moment. “Close your eyes.”
She smiles as she closes them.
The kids giggle with excitement as I take her new puppy and hold it in front of her face.
“Okay,” I say with my pulse racing. “Open.”
She opens her eyes, takes a deep breath, and squeals in delight as she grabs the puppy and hugs it like she’s never going to let it go.
They’re already best of friends, and yup, I’m a little jealous.
But in the best possible way.
The End