Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
A part of me wanted to go slow and savor the moment, but I was too far gone. I couldn’t restrain myself. I wanted him. I needed him. Spreading my legs further to accommodate him, I shifted my hips up towards him as he raked his thick erection against my clit. My entire body ached for him.
“You ready for me?” he asked.
Unable to even string together coherent words, I nodded, praying that he wouldn’t stop. I wound my hands around his neck, pulling him closer as I kissed him.
His hand slipped between us, and his fingers entered me. Each movement was meticulous and slow, causing me to writhe beneath him while his thumb brushed back and forth over my clit.
I was unable to control my whimpers of pleasure as he delved deeper inside me. I didn’t recognize my own voice as it echoed through the room. I was completely lost in his touch, loving the feel of his calloused hands against my body. The bed creaked as I arched my back, feeling the muscles in my abdomen tighten with my impending release. My breath caught in my throat as waves of pleasure rushed through me, and just when I thought I couldn’t take it a minute longer, his hand was gone. He reached for a condom, and once he’d slipped it on, Wyatt was back on top of me.
His forehead rested against mine as he grazed his cock against me. His erection, hot and hard, burned against my clit before he thrust deep inside, giving me all he had in one smooth stroke. I inhaled a quick breath, and Wyatt immediately froze. “You okay?”
“I’m more than okay.” I lifted my hand to his face. “You don’t have to hold back. I can take whatever you have to give.”
I rocked my hips forward, begging him to continue. His hands reached up to the nape of my neck, fisting my hair as he drove into me again. Slow and demanding, he was in complete control. His teeth raked over my nipples, and I cried out wanting more. I dug my nails into his back as my whole body ignited with intense heat, unlike anything I’d experienced before.
Wyatt thrust deeper inside me, and as I tightened around him, he let out a growl and then quickened his pace. His control shattered, and unable to restrain himself any longer, he drove into me with hard, steady strokes. I fought to catch my breath as I felt my climax approaching. My entire body jolted and shook as my orgasm crashed through me.
I was still in the throes of my release when he found his own. Moments later, his body collapsed on top of mine, exhausted and sweaty. I loved the feeling of his body pressed against my bare skin, buried deep inside me. He took a moment to catch his breath, then tossed his condom and settled next to me on the bed. Neither of us spoke.
We just lay there, listening to the sounds of our breathing slow, and it wasn’t long before the silence started getting to me. I remembered our earlier conversation and the concern in his eyes, and I could feel myself getting worked up again. I didn’t want that to happen, so I asked, “What happens when I graduate?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you okay with me getting a job?”
“You can do whatever you wanna do.” He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. “You can get a job or stay at home. Whatever you want.”
“Do you have room at your place for me to have an office?”
“I’ll make room, and if it doesn’t suit your needs, we’ll find another place.”
“Don’t be silly. I love your place.”
“Well, it’s our place now.” He reached over and pulled me over to him. “We just gotta get your stuff moved over.”
“That shouldn’t take long,” I scoffed. “I don’t have much stuff. Just my clothes and a few pictures.”
“Then, we’ll get you more stuff. Whatever you need to make it feel like home.”
“You’re all I need. As long as you’re there, it’ll feel like home.” I glanced up at him, and my heart swelled when I saw the emotion in his eyes. He loved me. There was no question about that. But I couldn’t help but wonder if he saw the same future that I did which led me to ask, “What about kids?’
“What about ‘em?”
“Do you want to have any?”
The words had barely left my mouth when the mood shifted. Wyatt looked up at the ceiling and let out a deep breath, becoming lost in his own world of thoughts. And from the look on his face, it wasn’t positive thoughts that were twirling around in his head.
“I’d always seen myself having kids, but if you don’t want them, I’m fine with that. I don’t need anyone but you.”