Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
One of her many wishes and desires was to have a large family. Axe’s ranch house had four more bedrooms, which were not occupied. There were beds not made, and she cleaned them regularly to keep them dust-free.
She couldn’t deny that her relationship—if she could even call it that—with Axe had made that yearning start to develop again. In the back of her mind, she could see little children running around the kitchen, or hear their laughter or even their screams, as she stirred a large pot of spaghetti sauce.
“Something smells good,” Axe said, jolting her from her imagination. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, it’s fine. Dinner won’t be long,” she said, taking the spoon out and placing it on the lid.
She was about to turn the other pot of water on, but Axe reached around her and flicked the gas off underneath the cooked spaghetti sauce. He took hold of her wrist, held her hand, and spun her around and away from the stove. Within seconds, his lips were on hers, and she melted against him. He pressed her up against the kitchen counter and she felt the hard ridge of his cock against her stomach. Heat flooded her body. Her nipples felt so incredibly tight.
“I’ve missed you,” he said.
She couldn’t help but smile. “I’ve missed you too.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and stared up into his eyes.
Axe reached for the string of her sweatpants, and she didn’t fight him as he grabbed her hips and pushed the pants to the floor. He tore the panties from her body. The sound of tearing fabric filled the room, and she let out a gasp. He pressed his hand against her pussy, and she couldn’t help but sink her teeth into her lip as she tried to contain the arousal.
“You’re so wet. Have you been thinking about me?”
“Yes.”
“What have you been thinking about?” he asked.
There was no way she could tell him that she’d been thinking about falling in love with him.
Staring up at him, she thought about sex. “You, inside me,” she said.
It wasn’t wrong, nor was it a lie. Axe was inside her. There was no getting away from how important he was to her.
He reached up, gripped the back of her neck, and pulled her in close, making her moan as he slammed his lips down on hers.
“I’m going to be inside you again, but now I’m going to take care of your pussy.”
He broke the kiss, and she didn’t have to ask him what he was doing as he sunk to his knees in front of her. He lifted one of her legs and placed it on his knee, spreading her open wide for him. She let out a little gasp, and then another moan as he plunged fingers deep inside her, and then his tongue attacked her clit.
There was no way she could think, only feel. He felt so good.
Whenever Axe touched her, there was no way for her to stop the pleasure, or to control it. It was just instant hits of pleasure and need.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, growling the words against her pussy.
“Please,” she said.
She didn’t know how long she was going to last, but then he did this thing with his tongue and fingers, and the buildup to her release took her straight over the edge, and she screamed his name. The orgasm was instant, and left her shaking.
At some point, Axe stopped licking her pussy and instead stroked and teased her clit, before lifting her up onto the counter in the kitchen. She didn’t have time to think, not that she needed it, as he replaced his fingers with his impressive cock, filling her.
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Axe had spent many nights dreaming of being with his woman, enjoying a late-night hot chocolate, a roaring fire, and being naked.
He was sitting in his chair, Clarissa between this thighs, and a blanket thrown across her body. They had just made love in front of the fire.
The snow was thick on the ground, and he’d called his ranch hands and told them to stay home. He spent the day checking on the cattle and going over the fences, before returning home to find Clarissa.
Work never stopped, but it did slow down for him in the winter. His men always appreciated the break, and he didn’t force them to travel in terrible conditions. The cattle were brought close to his home, currently housed in the barns. He’d go and check on them regularly. This is what he always did when the weather got too bad.
“We’re going to need to put a tree up soon,” she said.
Christmas wasn’t far away, and Axe couldn’t believe how the days, weeks, and months had all merged together. He wasn’t sure how long he and Clarissa had been enjoying each other.
“I’ll grab everything we need,” he said, stroking the back of her neck.