Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He rears back again, staring down with wide eyes, shocked to see how I must look.
Both of us, caught up in the building release, so much sweeter than it ever could’ve been over the phone.
Our bodies move together, his cock sliding out all the way to his engorged tip and grinding back inside me.
I hear my moans as if from far away, but all I can truly focus on is the destiny-driven feeling between my legs.
It should sound crazy that destiny has any part of this, but I can’t stop myself from believing it. Everything we want is happening here, the formation of our future.
Everything we need.
My pussy scorches with blistering pleasure when he drives somehow deeper, then holds himself there, leaning down and finding my lips.
Our teeth click in the chaos of ecstasy, and then I feel him smiling.
For a second, I wonder if this is it when he finally starts laughing.
“You’re everything to me,” he grunts passionately. “I’m going to protect us, always, always….”
“Always,” I whimper in response, as my core rushes with heat, with lust, with love. “Forever.”
He kisses me hard as his hips start to move again, his manhood slipping in and out of me.
Each movement provokes a torrent of friction.
My hands tighten against his back, squeezing so hard I feel my fingernails bend.
His breathing comes fast, captivating, as he groans and grunts with each thrust. His eyes are glassy as if entirely focused on this, on us.
“Push those…tits together,” he snarls, staring down at me.
I’m not sure how much time has passed. I don’t care.
All that matters is the lust erupting between my legs and the desire evident in my man’s every single gesture and sound.
I do as he says, no longer feeling silly, no longer feeling as though he’s going to mock me. As if he ever would.
As I gaze back up at him, it hits me, just how badly he wants me. It’s all across his face, brimming in his eyes.
My nipples rub sensitively against my palms, but mostly the look on his face makes this worth it, his eyes snapping to my hands.
Warmer and warmer, boiling, heating up, my pussy on fire, everything blazes.
An intense feeling gathers deep inside, right at the tip of his hammering cock, as both of us moan louder as I drive down and meet each thrust in the middle.
We’re dancing together, the sheets rubbing against my sweaty back, the euphoria threatening to burst.
And then I open my mouth, thinking it’s going to be another moan, and a scream of pure release comes out.
My pussy goes tight, so tight I feel him pushing in even harder as my core begins to pulse, hot wet pleasure bursting out of me.
My head rushes with flashing images of the future, with him walking down the aisle toward me, him looking down at me at the altar, a smile on his face, and then Hayden holding our first child.
The orgasm erupts a second time, causing the scream to turn into a hollow moan, hardly any sound coming at all. This is good because it lets me focus on his grunting and growling.
His breath grows intense and quick toward the end as I stare through pleasure-teary eyes and savor the sight of him, the feeling of his thrusts turning completely unchained.
He hammers me into the mattress now, roaring as he fucks me harder, the bed squeaking.
My pussy aches with the wetness, with the force of his pleasure, but there’s no discomfort, not like at the beginning.
Just as I feel the orgasm slowly coming to an end, he collapses atop me, his solid chest pressing against my breasts, his manhood beginning to wilt inside my sore and contented core.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers in my ear. “Just perfect….”
I love you, I almost scream. So, so much.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Hayden
I move my fingers through Hallie’s hair, savoring the feeling of every single strand, savoring the sound of her every breath.
It’s been minutes since we had sex for the first time, and now we’re lying here as though on a cloud.
I can sense she feels the same, as though we’re floating.
There was a moment, toward the end when I almost said it. I almost told her I loved her.
It wasn’t fear of her not saying it back which stopped me.
It was the notion that Graham was going to make us end this.
But that’s the thing. I can’t end this.
“What are you thinking about?” she murmurs.
I shift up slightly, looking down at her. She returns my gaze, her naked body on full display, draped across my chest, tempting me to palm her sweet pussy again.
“About how much I care about you,” I tell her. “This seals it, Hallie.”
“The sex?” she murmurs.
“Yes,” I say passionately. “And the fact we couldn’t stop. The fact you had me so obsessed I drove across the city, then here, all while knowing we should stop.”