Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85274 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85274 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Lincoln!” she squeaks.
“Stop.” I playfully bat her hand away. “I’ve missed your smell.” I inhale again, and she groans but doesn’t stop me.
After I’ve gotten my fill of her for the moment, I press a kiss to the top of her mound and then work my way up to her protruding belly. It’s crazy how much it’s grown since I found out she was pregnant. I kiss just under her naval then above it, and I’m shocked as hell when I feel it bump against my lips.
“Holy shit,” I breathe. “Did you feel that?”
“I did,” she says, her eyes wide. “Oh my God. He kicked. Like, actually kicked.”
“Amazing,” I murmur, peppering several kisses to her belly. And then it hits me. “You don’t think he’ll know...?”
Ellie barks out a laugh. “No. And if you even think about stopping right now, I’ll be forced to finish myself.”
The idea of Ellie fingering herself almost has me wanting to stop just so I can watch that happen, but my need to be inside her is too strong.
“Another time,” I tell her, standing so I can give the rest of her body attention. Her breasts are covered in lace, just like her panties, so I take a second to appreciate them before I pull both of her cups down and watch as they spill out, her hard nipples beckoning me.
“Your tits are perfect,” I say, pulling a nipple between my lips and sucking on the rose-dusted peak.
She moans in pleasure and then says, “You better enjoy them now. Soon, my body will be destroyed. My boobs will be saggy, and my stomach will be full of stretch marks. I won’t be perfect.”
I stop what I’m doing to give her my attention. “Are you serious right now?” I ask, annoyed that she thinks I could be that shallow. “I’ve never seen a woman after she’s given birth, but if you think your body changing due to you carrying and protecting and growing our baby inside of you for nine damn months is going to make you any less perfect to me, you need to think again.”
Without giving her a chance to argue, I devour her mouth. One hand cups her breast, plucking and tweaking her sensitive nipple, while the other pushes her panties to the side and plunges two fingers into her. She’s warm and wet, and so goddamned perfect.
“Oh, shit,” she moans into my mouth. “Harder, Linc, please.”
I love that she’s slowly getting comfortable enough to ask for shit like that. That she’s taking control of her sexual needs and refusing to let the fuckers who raped her win.
I do as she requested, going deeper without being too rough. I work her up, fucking the hell out of her cunt until she’s coming around my fingers and screaming my name.
“I was thinking,” she murmurs against my mouth once her breathing has calmed slightly. “Maybe we could...” She clears her throat, and I back up so I can look at her, not liking the nervousness in her tone.
“What is it, Kitten?” I ask, when I notice her skin is a dark shade of pink.
“I want to replace the bad with the good.”
“Was what we just did bad?” I ask, confused. She was just screaming like—
“No!” She shakes her head. “It was amazing. The way you make me come blows my mind. I meant that I want to replace the bad memories of before with the good ones now.”
“Okay...I thought that’s what we’re doing every time we’re together like this.”
“It is, but I was thinking we could do anal,” she says softly. “When you did it before with your finger, it felt good. I think I’m ready for more.” Jesus, this woman. Her strength and courage know no bounds.
“Hold on to my neck,” I tell her as I scoop her up into my arms bridal style and carry her to the bedroom. Once I’ve laid her on the mattress, I grab the lube from my toiletry bag in the bathroom and then head back to the bedroom.
Ellie is quiet, probably lost in her own thoughts, so I throw the lube to the side and climb onto the bed to kiss her. She sighs into the kiss, the tension slowly melting away.
“You’re in charge,” I remind her. “Everything we do is your choice. You want me to go harder, I go harder. You want me to stop, I stop. Got it?”
She nods in understanding.
“I need to hear the words, Kitten.”
“I got it. I’m in charge.”
“Damn right you are. Now tell me what you want.”
I expect her to hesitate, so I’m pleasantly surprised when she says with determination in her voice, “I want you to fuck my ass.”
And since I would give this woman anything she wants—and let’s be real, what man doesn’t enjoy anal?—I do exactly that.
After making sure she’s ready—and working her up to the point that she’s about to explode—I wrap my arms around Ellie and slide into her from behind. While I slowly fuck her ass, I stroke her clit and pepper kisses along her shoulder and neck, reminding her that I’m here, that it’s me who’s inside of her. And when she comes, it’s my name she screams out in pleasure.