Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“That was at least ten hours ago. Like I said, entirely too long.”
His hands slide down to my panties, thumbs hooking into the waist as he starts to peel them down. I moan, feeling my pulse race as he strips me bare for him. I reach back, whimpering as I feel my husband’s thick cock throbbing so hard in his suit pants.
“Someone’s wearing too many clothes for this bed, I think.”
He practically tears his shirt off, and when I hear the jangle of his belt and the tug of his zipper, and feel him kick his pants away, my breath catches. He moves back behind me, and this time, it’s the totally bare, hot, swollen head of his cock that I feel tease between my thighs. His hand follows, sliding between my legs from behind and stroking across my pussy.
“Someone is very wet,” he growls, making me moan into my arm as he spreads my lips and teases my clit with his thumb. “I think my dirty girl’s been having some very nice thoughts while I was gone.”
I gasp, pushing back into his hand and arching my back. His other hand cups my full breasts, teasing my nipples and stroking my skin as his thumb rolls my tender bud. I can feel my slick heat coating my thighs, and when he slips his beautiful cock between them, I moan.
“I was imagining you coming home, and doing exactly this, actually,” I purr quietly, biting my lip as his hands drive me wild. His lips graze the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Doing what, exactly, angel?”
“This.”
“Tell me,” he growls, twisting my nipple just enough to make me gasp. He eases his bulging cock head against my pussy, letting me feel how hard he is without actually penetrating. I can feel his sticky sweet precum dripping from the tip and coating my eager lips.
“Sliding into bed behind me,” I whimper. “And pinning me to the bed.”
“And,” he growls, rubbing his thick shaft across my opening.
“And making me scream into the pillows while you fuck me,” I cry out, shuddering as his thumb threatens to make me come already.
“Spread your legs,” Jackson growls lowly into my ear, making my whole body catch fire. I half turn into the bed, spreading one leg out in front of me as I arch my back and push my ass back, opening me up for him. His cock head teases over my clit, but when he eases it against my tight, slick opening, I can feel my whole body aching for him to take me.
“Tell me what you want, dirty girl,” he purrs, teasing me mercilessly with the little taste of his cock.
“Fuck me,” I moan. “I want you to fuck me with that big, hard cock of yours.”
I whimper and turn my head, biting my lip and gasping as I lock eyes with the man I love.
“Fuck my little pussy, doctor.”
I barely have time to grab a pillow to moan into as Jackson pushes forward and buries every inch of his cock to the hilt inside of me. My body shivers, my pussy gripping at him and milking his gorgeous dick as he grinds deep inside. His powerful hands grab my hips, holding me tight as he pulls back only to plunge back in again.
His hips start to move against me harder, filling me up with every deep, powerful thrust and making me scream into the pillow. My hands slide up to my breasts, cupping them and pinching my own nipples as Jackson’s cock sends shivers of pure ecstasy shuddering through my body.
He moves on top of me, pulling me up onto my knees with his cock still stretching me wide. His hands slide up my bare back as I drop my shoulders to the bed, teasing my skin before he tangles one in my hair. I scream again into the pillow as he pulls back and then drives in deep, filling my little pussy to the brim. His balls, heavy and swollen with cum for me, slap my clit on every thrust, making me moan and shiver as my gorgeous husband takes control and starts to fuck me the way he knows I love.
His chiseled body ripples, muscles clenching and coiling as he tugs my hair, grips my ass, and plunges his fat cock deep inside of me again and again. I turn my head, cheek to the bed as I gasp in pleasure, feeling him push me closer and closer to the edge.
“Give me your hands, sweetness,” he growls, sliding his own hands down over my back and up my arms. Our fingers lock, and slowly, he pulls me up until I’m kneeling — back arched with his cock still buried inside. He grips my wrists with one hand, pinning my arms behind my back and letting the control shiver through me like wildfire that’s set me ablaze.