Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Just when I was sure I needed to bury my cock in her, I pressed my fingers inside of her and rubbed against her g-spot to get her off. It worked like a charm and soon Remy was coming all over my fingers. Her body collapsed, exhausted, against the bed and I smiled down at her, satisfied with my work. I pulled my fingers out and licked her juices up before finally reaching down and unzipping my jeans.
As soon as I got my thick, hard cock, I began rubbing it and enjoying the view of Remy’s blissful expression. I could barely hold back, however. I climbed on top of her and slipped my huge dick inside her with a grunt. She gasped and wrapped her legs around my waist, allowing me to press deeper inside her until she had swallowed the entire length.
The feel of her throbbing pussy around me had me close to coming already and a mixture of shock and embarrassment hit me as I realized just how wound up I’d gotten over this woman. I gave myself a moment to recover my stamina before I finally began to move. Her slippery insides hugged me tight and had me gasping for air on almost every thrust. But I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.
I fucked her for hours after that. I made sure to stop every time I felt like I was too close to coming. Instead, I rubbed her clit with my fingers and teased her nipples with my tongue until she was spasming and coming around my cock. The exquisite feeling of it was almost too much for me, but I never gave in.
Once I’ve given Remy countless orgasms, I finally allowed myself to come with a hard, forceful thrust deep inside her. I cried out her name as I came inside her and I hugged her close to me, wishing that I could always be like this with her. I didn’t mind if the whole world around me vanished as long as I had Remy. It was a scary feeling, but I was determined not to run from my feelings any more.
Eventually, I rolled onto my side on the bed and pulled Remy close to cuddle her while we basked in the aftermath of our lovemaking. We were both silent and enjoying each other’s company for a long time after that. It gave me a lot of time to think about just how much my life had changed. After all, if anyone had told me six months ago that I’d end up engaged to a woman who was also carrying my child, I would have laughed at them and called them crazy. Yet, Remy had changed everything for me and I was so glad for it.
I snuggled closer to her and pressed a kiss to the top of her head as I thought about just how lucky I was to have her in my life. It was terrifying how much I felt for her. I loved her more than life itself and I couldn’t stop thinking about the child she was carrying inside her. I was so excited to meet them and get to know them. Would they look like me or like Remy? Would they have Remy’s eyes? Would they have her smile? Just thinking about it was enough to make me excited and I’d never dreamed I would ever feel that way about a kid.
All my life, I’d buried myself in work and money, thinking that once I achieved enough that I would fill the empty void in my heart, but in just a few months, Remy had been the one to finally do it. I’d never felt more happier or more fulfilled and I had her to thank for it. I knew it didn’t mean our life together would be smooth or easy. We would no doubt have the same problems and troubles as everyone else did, but I was sure that our love could overcome any obstacle.
I cuddled her closer again and she chuckled. “What are you thinking about?” she asked as she drew back and looked up at my eyes. “You’re cuddling me so close, I’m not sure you’re going to let me go.”
I laughed. “Maybe I won’t,” I teased and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “But actually, I was just thinking about whether I should invite all of Seattle to our wedding so I can show off my beautiful bride to as many people as possible or whether I should just whisk you away somewhere exotic and keep you all to myself. Then we could have a month-long honeymoon full of sex and more sex and then maybe even more sex.”
Remy giggled and pressed her head against my chest. “I like the sound of all of that. Why does it have to be an either/or proposition? Can’t we do both?”