Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
A sound to my right had my head swiveling, and I realized Caffrey was still standing there, watching us as though we were live entertainment. I scowled and jerked my head in the direction he’d come from. “It’s time for recess. Go play.”
Instead of being insulted, Caffrey laughed and meandered away, his pace deliberately slow because he knew it would drive me crazy. “Payback’s a bitch,” I called out, only to hear him burst into laughter again.
With my friend gone, I focused on my wife. “Tell me what’s going on.”
Faith sighed and rubbed a hand over her stomach. “I don’t even know how to say this,” she muttered. “I want to scream at you and scream for joy at the same time.” Her lips turned down into a cute pout that reminded me of how they looked when wrapped around my cock.
She’d been an excellent student over the past few years and knew exactly how to please me. She could control her gag reflex and take almost all of me down her throat. It was almost as good as being buried in her tight little pussy. Although, what really got me off was that she enjoyed sucking me off so much. I could relate because eating my girl’s pussy was my favorite way to start the day…and often the way I ended it too.
This line of thought was making the fit of my pants uncomfortable, so I shoved them away. “You’re going to have to explain, blue eyes. I’m not following.”
“Look,” she snapped. “I realize that you have a goal to fill every bedroom in our house with a kid…and truth be told, I’m totally okay with that. But Brice is only six months old! How the hell did I end up pregnant again? I’m on the freaking pill.” Then she scowled at me and poked my chest with her index finger. “I told you we should wrap it up, too.” She threw her hands in the air and stomped her foot adorably. “Get that silly grin off your face, Rush Baldwyne!”
I hadn’t realized my mouth was curved into a cocky smile, mostly because I didn't hear much past “pregnant again.” Until she mentioned condoms. “We do not use condoms, Faith,” I growled. “I hate when there’s anything between us.” I’d actually bought a box after we had Gabby but obviously hadn’t used them. When Brice was born, I used one once, and that was it. I’d ended up ripping it off after only a few thrusts inside her and vowed I would always fuck her bare.
Faith harrumphed and began to pace. “I still can’t understand how this happened. I mean, I know the pill isn’t one-hundred percent, but—”
“Baby,” I snatched one of her wrists and brought her into the circle of my arms again. “First of all, you’re right. It’s not a guarantee with birth control. And according to your doctor, you seem to be one of those women who are very fertile while nursing. Add that to the fact that it also makes you insatiably horny—which I have absolutely no problem with—and the news can’t really shock you that much.”
“I’m insatiable?” she repeated, her expression clearly calling bullshit. “You always have an obsession with my tits, but when I’m nursing, I feed you as often as our babies.”
I grinned, unrepentant. Yeah, I was definitely addicted to my wife’s milky breasts. And as excited as I was to be a dad again, I had to admit, I loved seeing Faith pregnant. It was hot as fuck, seeing proof that I’d bred my woman, and she belonged to me. It was a heavy aphrodisiac. And my mouth watered knowing I’d be sucking her dripping tits for longer than I’d expected. I wondered if she would let me talk her into baby number four before she was finished nursing this one.
I smirked because I could get almost anything from Faith while eating her pussy. And I’d never been above withholding orgasms to get what I wanted. Honestly, we’d probably made this one the last time I tied her to our bed and tortured her for wearing a tiny bikini on the beach behind our house. It wasn’t busy, but it was still public, and when I saw her talking to our neighbor Kirk, I went ballistic. I’d spanked her pretty little ass until it was cherry fucking red, and I knew she’d feel it every time she sat for the next few days.
Finally, I’d fucked her so hard we’d broken the bed, and during my climax, I actually blacked out for a moment. Yeah, that had to be it.
“Stop being proud of yourself,” Faith snapped.
I shrugged. “Sorry,” I apologized lightly, both of us well aware that I didn’t mean it.
Faith smiled ruefully and collapsed against me. “Just so you know, despite my completely justified tantrum, I’m really excited about the baby.”