Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Her pussy clamps down as I go off inside her.
“Come with me,” I grunt, spraying my seed deep in her juicy hole, filling her to the brim. “Come, angel.”
Her entire gorgeous body snaps taut. Her back arches, her mouth falls open, and she starts to quiver. I feel every single wave of her orgasm as it rolls through her, and tiny moans fall from her lips.
“You’re mine now, Katie,” I grunt, emptying my balls. “No one else’s. I took your cherry, and I filled your pussy with my cum. You belong to me now.”
“Yes.” She nods, finding her voice. “I belong to you, Daddy. Only you.”
“You love it, don’t you? My hot cum filling you up?”
Her pupils dilate, and she nods faster. “I love it.”
Capturing her lips with mine, I press my tongue into her mouth as my cock jerks one last time, emptying the last of my cum into her.
I slump down against her, wrapping my arms around her as we kiss. Christ, I could stay here forever. The heat from her body, her personal scent, the silk touch of her pussy on my cock.
This is where we belong.
I’m not even sure how long we lie there together, but at some point, her breaths grow deep and slow, and I realize she’s fallen asleep. And not long after, so do I.
When I wake up, Katie and I are spooning together on the couch, a small beam of morning light streaming in through the window. We must have shifted during our sleep.
She looks so angelic as the golden light hits her face. I don’t have the heart to wake her.
Instead, I carefully get up, slip on my briefs, and go into the kitchen. I’m not sure what Katie likes for breakfast, but who can turn down bacon? Especially the stuff I buy.
I make bacon, eggs, French toast, and pancakes. I even get the fruit salad out along with fresh-squeezed orange juice. I’m just setting the syrup by the plates when I hear the most adorable yawn and turn to see my angel walking in. She’s rubbing her eyes sleepily, wearing nothing but her T-shirt.
My blood heats up, rushing to my center. Damn, I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it through breakfast without fucking her again.
“You cook?” she asks. “Thought you’d have a private chef.”
“I do. But I wanted to make something for you.”
She slides right up beside me and purses her lips, as if to say kiss me.
And I do.
My whole body heats up, not just with lust for her tempting half-naked body but with a sense of satisfaction I’ve never once felt. This girl isn’t after me for my money. She doesn’t want the status of hanging off my arm. I trust her. And it’s important she knows that.
“Dig in.” I smile. “If there’s anything you want that’s not here—”
“Then I must be crazy?”
She laughs, forking a piece of French toast onto her plate and dousing it with syrup. Using her other hand, she grabs the piece of bacon I had my eye on and stuffs it into her mouth.
“Mmmm.” She dips her bacon in the syrup and takes another bite.
“How’d you know I like that?” I ask, dipping my piece like she just did.
“I dunno.” She shrugs. “Maybe we’re just…alike.”
My lips twist into a smile all on their own. “Maybe we are.”
We dig into our own personal feast. I go for eggs, bacon, and pancakes with a side of fruit salad, while Katie goes for basically the same thing but with French toast. We sit side by side instead of facing across the counter. It just feels right.
Everything about her feels right.
“You know, I have to say,” she says slowly, “…there’s something a little weird about this.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
I’m playing dumb. We both know exactly what she means.
“Well, I was engaged to your son,” she says with a soft laugh. “And now…you and I are…together. And it’s all because I walked in on him sleeping with your ex-girlfriend. I mean, she is your ex now, right?”
She giggles as I poke her in the side. “Of course she’s my ex now. And yes, it’s a little non-conventional. But who cares? You like me, don’t you?”
Katie nods eagerly, as if she doesn’t, the world might explode.
“And I like you. To me, that’s all that matters.”
I lean in and kiss her, tasting syrup and raspberries on her lips. Yeah, I could get used to this.
“I’m gonna go deeper into Kyle’s finances today,” I tell her. “And Clarice’s. If he was stealing from me, chances are she was too.”
Katie’s face softens. She looks at me with sympathy.
“What?”
She takes my hand in hers. “I just feel for you. Always having to wonder who’s out for your money and who really cares for you.”
I squeeze her hand back. “Don’t feel too bad. My life’s pretty good.” I tug her stool, pulling her right up close. “And it just got a whole lot better.”