Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
She likes my touch.
I squeeze the full mounds, and I don’t do it gently. There has to be a sting of pain in my grip. Faith doesn’t seem to care. In fact, her head goes back, those long blond tresses falling down around her like a veil, so long they tease against my legs. She takes a shuddering breath as her eyes close and my hands move from her breasts, across her ribs and finally to her hips, clenching and biting into them as I watch her tongue dart out to lick her lips.
So fucking sexy.
“Naked. I want you naked, Faith.”
“But—”
“Now,” I order, leaving no room for argument. She stares at me for a minute and then shifts so she can take off her shorts and underwear.
I thought the view couldn’t get better. I discover I’m wrong. I sit up, resting against the back of the headboard; I don’t want to miss any of this.
“Can I suck you again now?” she asks, her eyes hiding from mine slightly, her face blushed with a pink hue.
“Later. Climb up on top of me and let me inside, Faith.”
“Titan—”
“I need inside of you, wife.” The word ‘wife’ slips from my tongue with ease and a sweetness like aged wine. It feels right and that’s another thing I’m not going to think about. Not right now. She moves her body and I help pull her up until she’s over my cock—exactly where I need her. I encircle her hand in mine and pull it down to my cock, wrapping it around my shaft. “Take me inside,” I growl and she doesn’t bother to hide the pleasure those words give her. Fuck, her face lights up with pleasure. My cock pulsates at her touch. She guides me to her entrance and she’s so wet I feel her juices against my head already. All that wetness… all that excitement from nothing more than sucking me.
Faith Lucas might be fucking perfection.
When she lowers down on my cock, agonizingly slow—I’m sure of it.
“God… I’ve missed you, Titan,” she whispers. Her voice is soft and full of an honesty you can hear. An honesty that shakes me to the fucking core. “You feel so good. It’s like heaven when you’re inside of me,” she moans as she settles on top of me, stretching up to kiss me and causing my cock to scrape against her inside walls, and fuck if that doesn’t feel even better.
I take her lips with a hunger so violent the kiss may bruise her lips and I don’t care. I need more. My tongue invades her mouth, tearing into her like a soldier ready to conquer. Faith begins riding me, using my cock to bring us both where we need to be. We kiss until both of us are oxygen starved. Her gasp of air vibrates in my ears as I kiss down her throat and then bite into the side of her neck. Again, I don’t do that gently. I’m too hungry for her, too starved. My fingers wrap painfully in her hair, only tightening when she rides me harder. I move from her throat, holding her hair so she can’t leave me—not that she would, but I’m beyond thinking. My balls are heavy; my body feels as if liquid heat is being poured through it. I’m that damn close to coming.
I lie there and watch as Faith takes what she needs. Her tits bounce up and down—taunting me with her ride. My cock tunnels in and out of her pussy and I watch that too. Her fingers are biting into my sides, scoring the skin as she braces herself. She doesn’t ride me gently. She’s a hellcat determined to get what she wants and I love that too.
“Titan… Titan…” She whispers my name over and over, and I can feel her tighten against my cock, milking it as her juices rain over my shaft.
Fucking unbelievably beautiful.
“Come for me, Faith. Come for me,” I urge her, my fingers moving down to where we’re joined. I use the pads of them to rub against her swollen clit. It’s thumping against my fingers and so wet it’s hard to do anything other than rub and push against it—but then, that’s all it takes.
Faith detonates, letting out my name in a long, winding wail of a sound that is loud enough I’m sure they hear it in the next hotel room over and I don’t give a fuck. She’s bearing down on my cock so hard that my body jerks up and at her tortured, breathy voice I go over the edge with her.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers close to my ear as I fill her full of my cum. “I’ve missed you.”
My eyes close and I surrender to this woman… to my… wife.
Fuck, marrying her might have been the smartest thing I’ve ever done.