Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Before this shit had jumped off I was able to put thoughts of taking her aside for long periods of time. I’d needed to just to get through the day, or I would go get her from her bed in the middle of the night and just slake my lust inside her. Something I had promised myself I would never do.
When I finally do take her, it’s going to be the special shit that she deserves; the first couple of times at least. Because if my dreams and daydreams were anything to go by, I had a world of hard fucking planned for her future.
It was the only way I knew to fuck and as little as her ass is I’m sure it was going to take some doing to get her accustomed to my size. I’d already taken all that shit into consideration, hence the pharmacy run weeks ago.
It may appear that I’m plotting the demise of her virginity; I like to think of it as my finally staking my claim. Mind you I’m going on the assumption that she wants this shit too, but I’m honest enough to admit that it won’t make a difference, I’m taking her one way or the other. If I have to talk her around so be it. But, that pussy is mine no if ands or buts.
For fuck sake Creed, don’t think about this shit with her so close, it’s only a couple more days. Yeah but I’ve been wanting her so fucking bad for so long now that just the thought of how close I was to finally having her was almost more than I could take.
Creed
When I thought enough time had passed I ran my hand over my cock with a stern admonishment to stand the fuck down and went back in. I’m just gonna go to bed turn out the lights and get some sleep. She’s just one little girl Creed stop being a bitch it’s not a good look.
“Fuck me!” I stopped short in the doorway.
“Ahhh.” She screamed at my sudden entrance. I’m not sure which of us was more surprised her, or me. That was before she dropped the fucking inadequate towel and I nearly swallowed my fucking tongue.
We both stood staring at each other and I was amazed that I was able to drag my eyes away from her amazing body long enough to look into her eyes. “If he’d touched you, I would kill him in the most horrific way possible.”
She didn’t need to know that I meant to end the fuck anyway, and I’d just told her in not so many words that I knew what had been going on. Not how I wanted this conversation to start, but she’d given me such a shock I’d just sworn in front of her for the first time in her life.
“Creed?” She looked white as a sheet.
“Don’t be scared baby, it’s gonna be okay.” Damn, I was reminded once again just how jumpy she is around me, how aware we’ve always been of each other. Well not always.
I wanted to hold her and offer comfort, but I couldn’t risk that shit. I know one thing for sure; two days and twenty-two hours couldn’t come soon enough.
I swallowed hard and fought for control. I might not fuck her, but there wasn’t a chance in hell that I was going to be able to keep my mouth off her tits. I was also fascinated with the bush between her thighs. Fuck my dick was hard.
“You’re beautiful.” The smile that broke across her face went to the heart of me and helped ease that knot in my gut. I hadn’t lost her after all thank fuck.
My little Jessie, my babygirl, was all grown up. My mind went from the vision I’d just seen before she snatched the towel up and covered herself; to the first time we’d met.
Jessie and I share a long and sordid history. One that I try not to revisit too often because I don’t like hurting her, and any reminder of the way we met was bound to hurt her in some way. Looking back at it, it was a stroke of luck that I’d been the one to be there that night. I like to think that there was a bit of fate involved there too.
I can’t imagine life without her in it, couldn’t fathom the last nine years being any different. Even when I wasn’t there with her, just knowing she was in my life, that she was mine and only mine, was enough to get me through.
She was my own little good luck charm. The one thing that had gotten me through some of the toughest hellholes in Baghdad, and that was before I knew I was going to make her my woman some day.