Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
I drop my hands and wrap them around her waist, pulling her closer. I kiss her softly.
“I want to give you my last name. I want little girls who look just like their momma, and a little boy who will be momma’s boy to tuck in at night. If you want to wait until that happens, until we’re married, I’m okay with that too.”
She opens and closes her mouth a few times. “You… want to marry me?”
I can’t contain my smile. “Yes. I’m going to do it right, Em. I’m going to get down on one knee and ask you to be mine forever. You have some time to practice your yes.” I wink at her, and she starts to laugh. The sound fills the room, and my heart.
“Make love to me.”
I swallow hard. “I need to grab a condom.”
I’m not going to argue with her. I want her. I gave her an out. She got to choose and I’m not going to try to talk her out of it. Instead, I reach between us and slide one long digit inside of her. She’s soaking wet. I add another, and she rocks her hips against my hand. I lazily pump my fingers in and out of her, making sure she’s more than ready for my cock.
“I’m on the pill. I did it while at school. After Thanksgiving, I thought— It doesn’t matter. We’re protected.”
Right. Condom. I got lost in the feel of her pussy.
“You sure, baby?”
“It’s just me and you, right?”
“Forever. It’s been a long damn time since I’ve been with anyone. Long before spring break last year.”
She nods. “Then we’re good.”
One hand slides behind her neck. I pull her into a kiss. “Grip my cock, baby,” I mumble against her lips.
“What?”
“Take my cock in your hand and guide me into your pussy.”
“Like this?”
“This way, you control the pace. You take what you can handle. You’re in complete control.”
“Rome, I don’t know what I’m doing. It won’t be good for you.”
She tenses, and I can feel the insecurity rolling off her in waves.
My index finger covers her lips. “If you think for a second my cock being nestled into your tight, wet pussy won’t be good for me, you’ve lost your mind, baby girl. There is no right or wrong way. It will be good for me because it’s you.” I feel her body relax. “It’s just me, Em. The man who loves you more than life. We’re in this together. Talk to me, and tell me what you need. I’m right here, baby.”
“I’m nervous.”
“We don’t have to.”
“I want to. Stop trying to talk me out of it.” She gives me a hard look and I grin.
“There she is. There’s my girl. Every piece of me is yours, Em. Just do what feels good, baby.”
She nods and reaches between us, gripping my cock. She lifts up on her knees and positions my head at her entrance. She bites down on her bottom lip as she starts to sink down. She’s already dripping all over my cock.
My hands are on her waist. My hold is firm, but I don’t move. This is all her.
“You’re so warm, baby.” I’ve never been bareback before. “Your pussy feels like silk sliding over my cock.”
She slides down a little further.
“Oh,” she moans.
“You’re doing great, baby girl.”
“I need more, Rome.”
“Take what you need. Your pussy will take everything you give it.”
She slides down a little further.
“Feels so good.” She smiles at me.
I kiss her. “You ready for more?”
“There’s more?”
I chuckle. “I’m only halfway in, baby girl.”
“I should just do it, right?”
Her green eyes look to me for answers.
“You do what feels right.”
“It feels so good. I feel full, but it’s not painful.”
“It will be,” I tell her.
“Can you lie back?” she asks.
I drop a kiss on her lips and fall back onto the pillows. She leans over and places her hands on my chest. She slides a little lower and digs her nails into my skin. “Am I hurting you?”
“Don’t worry about me, Em. Claw the fuck out of me if you have to, baby.”
“Ready?” she asks me.
I smile at her. “I’m ready for everything with you.”
She nods and drops the rest of the way onto my cock. Her ass is resting on my thighs. She flinches, but other than that, she remains quiet. Her nails are sharp against my chest. Her breathing is labored, and her eyes are closed. Her head is tilted back.
Reaching up, I tweak her nipple, and she moans.
“Wow.” Her eyes pop open. “That’s making this better.”
I nod. I keep playing with her tits, my hands gently massaging her nipples, and she starts to move. She rocks forward and then back a few times as she sets a rhythm. When she lifts up on her knees and falls back down on my cock, we both groan.