Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Get on your hands and knees, baby,” he growls. I scramble to do that. I hear his clothes hitting the floor, but I can’t see him. I feel the bed dip under his weight when he joins me in the center of it. He kisses my neck and each of my ass cheeks before checking to see how wet I am. “So wet for me.”
“Yes,” I moan. He removes his fingers and replaces them with his cock. If his hands weren't on my hips, I don’t know where I would have ended up. I drags my body on and off of his hard length until I’m seeing stars, but still he doesn’t stop. Nothing has ever felt so good.
“Your cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock, baby.”
“It does?”
“You know it does. I can’t keep my hands off of you or my dick out of you.”
“Mmm,” I moan, pushing back on him.
“I’m going to fill you up, breed this pussy, and tie you to me forever. That sounds fucking amazing, but I don’t say anything, because I’m too busy screaming his name as I come. He leans over my cock, still thrusting, in order to kiss my neck. “You take my cock so good, baby. So. Fucking. Good.”
Later, when he’s sound asleep, I stare out the window at the city below. I have never felt so at peace or so in love before. It’s late, but my phone rings. I grab it from my purse before it wakes Ken up.
I see that it’s my mom.
“Hey Mom.”
“Hi, baby girl. How’s your trip going?”
“It’s been… amazing.”
“And Ken?”
“I’m in love, Mama.”
“I know. I knew before you left.”
“Was it that obvious?” I ask, laughing.
“Yes, at least to me, but I’m your Mama. I know you better than anyone.”
“Yes, you do. How’s dad?”
“He’s good. Hating retirement.”
“I knew he would. Why doesn’t he just come back. We can share work. I’ve always thought that early retirement causes the mind to go faster. He should come back, at least a couple days a week.”
“That’s not a bad idea. I just wanted to check on you. I haven’t heard from you since you were in West Virginia. Your location says you’re in Pennsylvania.”
“Yes. Philly. We’re going on food tour tomorrow. Well, I guess today, now.”
“Well, I’ll let you get some sleep. Love you.”
“I love you too, Mama. Thanks for calling. Tell Dad that I love him too.”
“I will. Talk soon?”
“Of course.”
We hang up and I crawl back into bed. Ken pulls me close to him and I snuggle into his chest. This is perfect to me.
“Everything okay at home?” he asks sleepily.
“Yes. My mom was just calling to check in,” I reply, but he’s snoring softly before I finish my sentence. I can’t help smiling at how domestic this is. I’m so blissfully happy. I never want this to end.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
KENDRICK
“This walking tour is amazing,” she says with a mouth full of cheesy beef. I reach my hand up and wipe the remnants off before sucking on the finger that I used. Her eyes become heated because she knows what that means.
We are currently on the Favors of Philly Food Tour. She has tried most of the vendors, but we still have about ten more to go. “Babe, I don’t think I can eat another thing,” I say, rubbing my stomach and sticking it out on purpose. She holds her stomach and giggles.
“You look hilarious.” I chuckle with her, happy because that is what I wanted, for her to smile.
“Well, thank you for your support, babe.” I tickle her side, laughing while she tries to get away from me. “Alright, so what do you want to do now?” She taps her hand on her chin while she thinks. I look at her adorable face all scrunched up like a puggle.
“I think we should do the hop-on, hop-off double-decker tour.” She is cheesing from ear to ear right now, and I would agree to anything to keep her happy.
We spent hours jumping on and off that bus, checking out all the sights and taking photos. At one point, an artist who was painting in the middle of a park took pictures of us kissing in the middle of the street. When a man on guitar came by, playing a familiar tone, she sighed against my lips. It was a great moment.
Now we are eating at Gaul & Co. Malthouse. It is an awesome bar with the best food I have ever tasted. At this moment, I am eating some type of riff on the Philly Cheesesteak in Philly. April has a plate full of buffalo wings and a pint of Lager. There is something sexy about a woman who can eat and drink a beer. “How are your wings, babe?” I still can’t believe she is eating again after all of the street food we took in. Hell, I can't believe I am eating again.