Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
My fingers itched to go over to her and undo her messy bun. When she turned partially to the side to grab a ladle, I could see the curve of her slightly swollen belly pressing against her T-shirt. She’d finally started showing over the past month, and it was hard to keep my hands off her even more now.
Knowing she was growing my child inside of her did something primal and possessive to me. The sight of her like this made everything male within me clench with ferocity.
I’d reached my limit staying back from her and just watching. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around my girl’s waist, letting my palms slide to her front, and spread my fingers over her gently rounded belly.
“Mmm,” she hummed and sank back into me, her head resting against my chest and her eyes fluttering closed. I dipped my head and kissed the side of her neck. “I’ve missed you,” she whispered and set the ladle down before turning in my arms, rising on her toes, and kissing me softly.
“Mmm.” It was my turn to hum. “I can tell dinner is gonna be fucking good.”
She laughed. “Yeah? Why’s that?”
I dragged my tongue along her lips and dipped the muscle into her mouth. “I can tell because you’ve been tasting the sauce.”
She pulled back and gave me a mock scowl, but the corner of her lips curled in a smile. “I make one good-ass pasta sauce, baby,” she teased.
“Let me taste that pretty pussy, little girl.” I hadn’t meant to be so fucking vulgar, not when she was in a lighthearted mood, but my cock was harder than granite. Yet, she surprised the fuck out of me when, instead, she sank to her knees and slid my sweatpants down my legs.
I groaned, my cock throbbing as she freed me, my dick springing forward and already leaking pre-cum. I groped the base. The only thing running through my mind was how good she looked, staring up at me with my cock bobbing between us and my crown leaking like a fucking faucet.
“Clean up the mess you’re making of Daddy,” I growled and aimed my cockhead at her mouth. She opened instantly and dragged her tongue along the slit, licking up the pre-cum and swallowing every drop. “Mmm, you’re such a good girl.”
“I’m only your good girl,” she muttered around my cock before licking the tip again. “I can’t get enough of you,” she added, before taking my length to the back of her throat and gagging just the way I taught her how I liked it.
I had my hands buried in her hair and guided her head back and forth, controlling the pace and depth of my dick sliding in her throat.
“I don’t deserve you,” I groaned when she gagged again, spit dripping out the corner of her mouth. She tried to pull back, but I kept my hands in her hair and her mouth around my shaft. “But I’m a selfish bastard and not letting you go, even though you’re better than me… deserve someone better than me.” The last part was whispered too low, and I knew she couldn’t hear.
She sucked me hard and long and to the point I was on the verge of coming. But I wanted to have a massive, full load for her tonight when I filled her little, pretty cunt with my cum and watched it slip out of her bared pussy.
So, using all the damn strength I had reserved, I stepped back, hearing my cock popping free of her mouth, and helped her to stand. I cupped either side of her face and kissed her long and deep, my cock throbbing and reminding me I could be draining my balls down her throat and into her belly right about now.
I tasted the salty flavor of my cum on her tongue and groaned because I loved knowing it was my flavor and scent overtaking her.
When she broke away, I was about to forcefully take another kiss from her. She gasped and placed her hand on her belly, and my desire faded fast as fuck. I could see how wide her eyes were as she ran her palm over her bump, and worry was at the forefront of my mind right away.
“What’s wrong?” Gone was my arousal, and in its place was my readiness to fix whatever the fuck was going on.
She shook her head and looked up at me at the same time she grabbed my wrist and brought my hand to her belly. For a second, neither of us moved or spoke. All I could feel and hear was my heart racing in my ears.
And then I felt it… a slight tap beneath my palm. My eyes got wide as fuck as I stared at where I touched, then looked into Tatiana’s eyes. I smiled, one of the rare, genuine ones that only my girl could pull out of me.