Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
She would not be able to leave if she was carrying my child.
I’d already removed my shirt, and my pants were easy, as well as the boxer briefs I wore. All of them were gone from my body within a matter of seconds, and on the floor. I wanted to lick her cunt and hear my name spill from those precious lips, but I didn’t have the patience to wait. I needed to be inside her, and the sooner the better. She was driving me crazy with need, and I just couldn’t stop it. I had to have her.
Moving her up the bed, I marveled at her full, ripe tits. In the past few weeks, she’d gained back some of the weight she had lost, and she looked amazing. I didn’t want her starving herself.
I settled between her spread thighs, gripped my cock, and ran the tip through her wet slit. She cried out as I nudged her sensitive clit. I stroked over it a few times, and then dipped down, seeking out her entrance and finding her so wet, she turned me on even more.
Slowly, inch by inch, I began to sink inside her, and as I did, I took my sweet time. I wanted this moment to last, but I also loved the feel of her cunt as it swallowed my cock. Sucking me inside her as if she couldn’t help but feed on me. When she’d taken all but a few inches, I let go of my dick, took hold of her hands, and pressed them either side of her head, keeping them locked into place.
On that last inch, I slammed balls-deep inside her, loving the sound of her subtle moan. Drawing all the way out of her, I thrust back inside, not allowing her to become accustomed to the feel of my dick, but making her take it all.
My name was like a mantra on her lips. She couldn’t seem to help herself.
Niamh thrust up to meet me, and I stared into her eyes as I slowed down, making love to her. It was then I realized there was no other place I wanted to be. Yes, this had started as a job. I followed Ivan’s orders because I was loyal to him. He’d saved me, and I knew he’d also saved Niamh. I had a feeling all the men that were loyal to him had been saved by him, or by his actions.
Despite all of that, I wasn’t doing this because of Ivan’s orders. I was here because I wanted to be here. I was balls-deep inside my wife because I wanted to be. This was not a duty, it was not a loyalty, this was me.
Driving inside her, I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm, and I tried to control myself, but Niamh’s pussy was just too good, and I came, spilling my cum deep inside her womb. Even after my orgasm subsided, I didn’t pull away. The temptation to hold her and give her all my body weight was strong, but I held back and just looked down at her.
She had this soft smile on her face. “I was hoping this is what dinner would lead to.”
“Your leg is all but healed, I don’t see a reason to hold back.” I dropped a kiss on her nose and then took possession of her lips. I kissed her hard, and heard her soft intake of breath.
“We didn’t finish dinner.”
“I can eat dinner cold,” I said.
She giggled.
I knew she and Ivan had their secret. There was more about their first meeting than she let on, but I also had a feeling this was Ivan’s secret, not my wife’s. I wasn’t angry with her that she didn’t share it with me. In fact, I was glad she didn’t.
After all she had been through, Niamh was strong. She refused to give away Ivan’s secrets, and that meant she held a loyalty within her, one that Ivan could respect. All the men and women of the Volkov Bratva had to be loyal. Ivan was king. And to me, Niamh had proven herself.
Kissing her again, I felt my cock start to fill as arousal took over. I heard her moan and felt the answering pulse of her cunt as she tightened around my cock.
I wanted to get her pregnant.
Pulling out of her, I moved her to her knees, getting her into position, and then I drove deep inside her. From this angle, I knew I was going to get as deep as possible, and I wanted to drive her crazy. Reaching between her thighs, I began to stroke her clit, feeling her cunt tighten around me. She was so sensitive that every little touch set her aflame, which was exactly what I wanted.
“Are you close?” I asked.
“I don’t think I can come…” She didn’t finish, because I changed the angle but didn’t stop touching her clit, and where she didn’t think she could finish, I showed her she very much could.