Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Whatever the explanation, we couldn’t leave him at the hospital, so we buzzed through the fast food drive through, got him chicken fingers and a toy, and brought him home. He conked out on the drive home, and I carried him upstairs, with Glory arguing I was too weak the whole way. She undressed the boy, and I fetched a T-shirt for him to wear, and then Glory put him to bed.
Seeing her all motherly stirred some powerful feelings inside me, and if she didn’t look like Casper the ghost’s cousin and there wasn’t a young, traumatized boy in my house, I might have pulled Glory into the hallway and nailed her to the floorboards.
I find my sweetness lounging on the sofa with her head against the backrest and her eyes closed.
"You looked sexy as an avenging angel,” I say as I reach the sofa. “Maybe I should start writing fantasy stories featuring a very hot reporter who turns into a—"
"I like my feet here on earth," Glory interrupts. Her voice is weak, but color is starting to creep back into her cheeks.
I set the tray of food onto the coffee table and pick up the mug of spiced rum I made for her. I hold the cup to her lips. "Drink up. This one's not poisoned," I add when her eyes flick open and she gives the mug a dubious look.
"I can smell the alcohol.”
"It's good for your health," I coax. She takes a small, cautious sip at first and then a few more gulps with enthusiasm when she realizes it doesn’t taste like ass.
“I don’t think booze is good for my health.”
“It’s number one on the things to take after I have avenged my soulmate and saved the imprisoned prince listicle in the June twelfth issue of the Cherry Falls Gazette.”
“You sound very convincing. If I didn’t work there and know all of the things we’ve printed including most of the listicles, I might believe you.” She agreeably takes another sip. Her cheeks are nearly glowing now.
I sit down close to her and tug her against my shoulder. She comes willingly, and once she’s inside the circle of my arms, I finally allow the tension of the day to seep out of my veins.
“You have quite the story to write up.”
“In the future, let’s keep all the exciting stuff between the pages of your books,” she suggests.
“Agreed.”
I dip my head and kiss her. The kiss starts off soft. I have good intentions. The boy down the hall. Her fainting earlier. The drama of the day. All of that means she should rest and I should stop thinking with my cock, but then she swings around and straddles me.
My good intentions drain down into my cock. I clasp her around the hips and grind her against my thick hard shaft. “Sweetness, maybe we shouldn’t,” I suggest in a last-ditch attempt to be a gentleman.
She stops moving. “Because of your shoulder?”
“No. Shoulder’s fine. Can’t feel a thing. All the blood in my body is in my cock right now.”
She giggles, and it’s so fucking adorable, I drag her head down to mine for another kiss. I tongue her deep and long as my fingers tunnel under her panties to find her cunt sopping wet. I slip two fingers inside her and jack her sweet pussy with my hand until her kisses become sloppy and distracted. The fur throw on the floor is soft enough to cradle her body. I ease her on to the floor, peel her panties away, and take my own cock out. The broad head of my shaft pierces her tight cunt, and she gasps loudly as I penetrate her.
“Shh,” I whisper against her mouth. “If you make a noise, someone might hear you, and I won’t be able to make you come. You don’t want that to happen, do you?”
Fervently she shakes her head no. I kiss her again and shove my cock into her until my balls slap against her ass. She gulps down her next scream. I pound into her harder, faster, fiercer until she’s forced to press her mouth against my biceps in order to muffle the involuntary sounds being pulled from her lungs. I grin as I thrust into her, reveling in the responsiveness of her hot little body.
As she comes, a shuddery, shaky mess around my cock, I whisper how much I love her, want her, need her. How I will treasure her today, tomorrow, and every moment we have until the end comes, and even then I will not stop.
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” I pant as I shoot my seed into her convulsing channel.
Her eyes glitter as she mouths the same words back to me, and then she can’t say anything because she’s coming again.
This house is full of secrets once more, but this time it’s the secret of her love and mine.