Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
“I’m not running away. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Do you remember how we talked about starting a family soon?” I ask him. My hands cover his that are on my breasts, attempting not to close my eyes or tip my head back. There’s one thing that I can’t deny, and that’s Madden’s stamina. He may have just come deep inside me; that does nothing in the way of him hardening again.
“Then what do you have to tell me?” He flexes his hips, pushing deeper. I lose my train of thought like I usually do when he’s tempting my body with another orgasm. He’s the only person who has ever stopped me in my tracks, much like he’s doing now when I watch his naked muscular body beneath me, his piercing green eyes, hair messy from my hands gripping the strands, knowing exactly how dangerous his mouth is whether it’s kissing me or torturing me with the need to orgasm even when he’s in a teasing mood. That’s why my mind has shut down, not worrying about the question he just posed or the fact that I have something important to tell my husband. The only thing I’m focused on is the way he’s currently making me feel. His eyes aren’t on mine. Instead, they’re glued to where he’s slowly working in and out of me, our cum mixed together, wetness helping glide a path, his fingers still working my nipples as I slide down with every motion of him pulling back.
“Focus, Hendrix, what do you have to say?”
“You act like you’re not the reason I’m losing my mind at this very moment.” We learned our lesson long ago not to leave the door closed and the dogs by themselves. Not that they come in our room a lot, but the second our door closes, it’s like a light switch is flipped, causing them to act like Dumb and Dumber.
“Oh, that. I guess you’d like the answer to what I did last night?” I tease him. It only seems fair seeing as what he does to me on a daily basis. Madden must be over my nonsense because in a flash, I’m on my back. He somehow manages to stay inside of me the entire time. The man is some kind of animal when it comes to getting what he wants.
“You gonna tell me, or am I going to fuck it out of you?” Considering that’s exactly what he’s doing, it’s kind of hard to form a complete sentence. My core clamps down on his length. His body locks up, head tipping back, throat muscles tightening, and knowing that it’s me making Madden feel this way is almost overwhelming. I lift my hips up when he pulls back, not wanting to lose him even though the sensation is exactly what I want. There’s something about him staying exactly where he is.
“You know those birth control pills you were ready to throw away last month?” I wait until that gets his full attention, and when his eyes land on mine, hands moving from where they usually are, on my breasts anytime I’m naked, to my lower abdomen. “I threw them out last night. I’m ready to start trying now.” My husband acts like I just gave him the greatest gift possible, and I’m not even pregnant yet.
“Fuck yes, I can’t wait to see you with our child. A little girl full of her mom’s personality and her looks.” If there were a way to describe Madden in this very moment, it would be more possessive, more in love, and absolutely more dominant in getting his wish to come true.
“I’m not sure we’re going to conceive a girl. A little boy wouldn’t be so bad either. We have two nieces who would absolutely dote on him.” This conversation is ridiculous. Whatever children we do have will be welcomed with unconditional love and devotion.
“Christ, the girls are going to be as excited as us.” I smile. Madden is not wrong.
“Maybe we should get this show on the road if you want to make this little girl you’re talking about.” Thankfully, Madden gets with the program and drops down to his elbows, hands cupping my cheeks, and kisses me, all while working my body back up to a fevered pace. I’m hopeful that in nine months, we’ll be welcoming a little one into our family, and with any luck, that will just be the start of another exciting adventure.