Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 102566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
"Likewise,” he says.
I giggle as he gently lays me down on the canvas. The paint feels sticky and wet beneath me.
"Don't pay any attention to what it's going to look like,” he instructs. “Just enjoy yourself. Let me admire you."
I nod, wanting to go along with what he's saying even though my nerves are getting the best of me. I want this. I want Adrian to know every bit of me, to commit every inch of my skin to memory. That's what lovers do—except now we're so much more than just two people sleeping together. After all, Adrian is my husband... and I have the wonderful duty to please him every day for the rest of our lives.
He tries to object as I lower myself until I'm between his legs, but I pay him no mind. My lips wrap around the head of his cock and I moan, greedily sucking at his tip. "I missed this," I whisper, flicking my tongue against the dripping slit of his cockhead. "I can't ever be without you anymore... Can't imagine a life without you."
"You don't have to," he reminds me, fingers wrapping in my hair. "Fuck, bambina, you're driving me goddamn crazy..."
I keep licking and sucking, showing him just how much pleasure I can give him with my mouth alone "Get used to it," I smirk, continuing to torture him with the feather-light strokes of my tongue. "I'm never going to stop showing you how much I love you..."
He groans as I bring him closer and closer, right to the brink of an orgasm. I'm more than eager to push through and swallow his seed again, but Adrian seems to have something else in mind as he lays me gently on my back. Everything is messy, with pastel colors mixing into beautiful rainbows on our skin and on the canvas.
"I can't resist fucking you," he mutters. "I read up online... It shouldn't impact the baby."
I nod. "Please... I've missed you so much."
"We'll go see the doctor after this," he promises as he kisses a line over my neck, my throat, my torso, and finally down to my overheated center.
I moan his name as he continues, gently sucking, biting, teasing me until I'm ready to do anything and everything just to have a taste of my own impending orgasm.
Adrian knows exactly what he's doing. He merely smirks at me as I turn my pleading eyes to his, saying, "You want it yet?"
"I always want it," I whisper. "I need you inside me."
He takes his cock out. Once again, I find myself marveling at his size, his cock growing thicker and bigger with every second that passes. As the anticipation builds, Adrian places his long dick over my belly, showing me just how deep inside me he can reach. I gasp at the sight.
He doesn't seem intent on pleasure-pain tonight. Instead, he's gentle, loving in a way that makes my head spin and my heart race. He gently slides inside me, allowing me some time to adjust to his girth. He stretches me around his cock while I moan his name, already so very desperate for the release he keeps dangling in front of me, then pulling away.
"Please," I find myself begging. "I'm going to die if we don't come together..."
"You're not going to die…" He grins wickedly. "Although it might feel close to that..." His fingers join his cock between my legs.
While he thrusts inside me, his fingers massage my clit and make me moan his name louder and louder. I can only hope no one can hear us otherwise, I'll be in for a world of embarrassment tomorrow. Right now, I couldn't care less. All that matters is that we're together. Adrian is touching me, fine-tuning my body to fit his needs and his needs alone.
I may have been a kept captive when I first came here, but now I'm anything but that. I want this, want him and I do not intend on holding back my desires any longer.
As he thrusts inside me and his fingers keep working away, I dig my fingernails into his back. Our eyes meet.
"I can't take it anymore," I whisper. "I need you to come inside me...Together."
"Not yet," he grunts, picking up his rhythm.
This goes on until I'm a needy mess so eager for a release my fingers have clawed his back. "Please, Adrian!" I'm losing patience and the edge of my orgasm is tipping me closer and closer to the edge. But if I fall now, Adrian is sure to punish me... And it feels a thousand times better to come with his permission. "I can't take it anymore, stop torturing me, give me what I want, please..."
"What do you want?" He pushes his cock deep inside me. "Tell me what you want, my bambina, so I can give it to you..."