Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
Throughout the progression of her pregnancy, her nipples had grown sweeter. I wasn’t imagining things, they tasted like frigging candy, and I couldn’t get enough of them. Each pink confection received an appropriate amount of tongue lashing before I repeated the process on the other side. Every time I deemed myself satisfied, I went back in for just another sip. That’s how it always begins, isn’t it? Just another taste? I groaned out my frustration while rubbing the soft mounds all over my face.
Brighton giggled and then sobered.
“I want you to fuck me hard,” she whispered.
My eyes roamed over hers, staggered by the fear of rejection that lay within. Before I even got a chance to say anything at all, she continued to state her case.
“I asked the doctor, and she said it’s fine as long as nothing hurts.”
My hands cradled her face, and I gave her a tender kiss. She melted against me in one breath, and in the next attempted to stage a protest. My fingers hardened around her jaw and bit into the skin, eliciting a gasp as my lips moved to her ear.
“You want my filthy words, baby girl?”
“Yes.” She panted.
“Tell me.”
“I want you to say dirty things.”
My tongue clicked, and I shook my head in disappointment. “Too vague. Sorry, baby.”
She wailed in frustration and gave me her widest, most innocent eyes. “Please, Ryland?”
“Please what?” I mocked her, my hands gentle as a Spring breeze as they glided over her skin.
“Please fuck me and make it good.”
I laughed in spite of myself. “You wound me, baby girl. Is it not always good?”
She had the decency to look ashamed of her jumbled up words. “Yes, of course, it is. Always. The best…”
“Okay, now you’re just going overboard. No need to gloat.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she tried to pull away. “Just forget it,” she ranted.
I snatched her arm and held in her place with a sadistic grin. Oh, how I loved when she took a tone with me.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
She opened her mouth, and I crushed my lips against hers, shocking the hell out of her. My teeth snagged the plump bottom lip and tugged sharply. She whined out her pleasure and dug her fingers into my shoulders.
My erection had the nerve to start grinding against her belly. Impatient little fuck.
“Stand up,” I barked.
She scurried to her feet like a good little soldier and awaited my instructions with clasped hands.
“I’m not going to fuck you hard, Brighton.”
Another protest was on the verge of her lips as she blinked up at me, and I silenced her with a look. She’d learned to love the pain I bestowed her. Now she craved it. She wasn’t the only one who missed it.
“You’ve got my baby inside of you,” I scolded as I pressed her against my chest. “We aren’t going to risk it. But I’ll give you what you need.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
I turned her to face the wall and pushed her palms up against it.
“Open your legs for me, dirty girl.”
She did.
The engorged purple head of my cock didn’t waste any time seeking out her heat as I rubbed myself against her. Dipping inside of her once just to get wet, I smeared some of that wetness over her ass.
A pause. I waited for the all clear from ground control.
“Yes, please…” she moaned. “Please, Ryland.”
“Okay, baby,” I cooed. “No need to ask me twice.”
I slipped inside of her with a torrent of curse words. Her toes curled into the carpet and her spine arced into a beautiful curve once I’d rooted myself fully.
“Good girl.” My praises were punctuated by tender kisses down her back and across her shoulders. “Such a good girl for me.”
She quaked beneath my praise and tried to rock back against me. I stilled her with my fingers in her mouth.
“Suck.”
She did.
Once they were nice and wet, I brought them down to her clit and coaxed some more incoherent babble from her lips.
“This is mine,” I informed her.
“Yes, yes, yes…” she agreed enthusiastically.
“My pussy.” Thrust. “My ass.” Thrust. “My filthy little mouth to fuck when I please.” Thrust.
“Yes, Ryland!”
Her voice tinged with excitement, and my cock swelled with every throaty murmur.
“You’ll never take it away from me again.”
“No, never.” She shook.
My thumb flattened against her clit, and she bucked against me, screaming out profanities. What an utterly sweet debauchee she’d turned into.
She rode my palm, pistoning me faster, harder. I allowed her to take over the pace because it felt too fucking good not to. She trembled and constricted around me, searing me with scorching heat as savage shock waves tore through her body. Already on the verge of exploding myself, her next words propelled me over the brink.
“I’ll never leave you again, Ryland.”
“Oh, Christ.” I threw my head back on a groan. My cock jerked violently, spewing boiling hot lava deep inside of her.