Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 110624 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110624 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
And this beautiful man belonged to me.
He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed it. It was always bittersweet to see my name inked around his finger, a symbol of an unreturned commitment born out of a nasty fight. How could I have turned him down when he had asked me to marry him? The life I had before he came along was empty, consumed by fear of the future and past regrets. Meaningless. Being with Jake was always about living in the present. Our lives weren’t perfect, but he was perfect…for me.
I was still straddling him when he flipped me over onto the bed so that I was lying on my back. He hovered over me and his smile faded when he realized I had tears in my eyes again.
I was crying because of how much I loved him, plain and simple. Before he said anything, I ran my fingers through his hair and said. “They’re happy tears.”
“Okay.” He smiled. “I want you to relax now, baby. I am going to make you forget all of the pain of the past couple of months. It’s just you and me and this moment. I want you to get lost in me. Can you do that?”
I bit my bottom lip in anticipation, as he lowered his head and devoured my mouth with his. I teasingly nipped at his tongue ring, and he groaned playfully.
“Do that again. Bite my tongue like that, but do it harder, pull on the barbell. It fucking turns me on when you bite me,” he said.
I kept locking his tongue in with my teeth, and he growled each time I did it. We couldn’t get enough of each other, smiling, laughing, teasing. It was heaven.
When he began sucking my nipples, the sensation was overwhelming. We would laugh every time milk would come pouring out, and then he would lick it away. “Mmm…so sweet, just like you are,” he said.
He kissed his way down my body and if the need I harbored for him all day was like a controlled burn between my legs, then his hot wet mouth coming down on my clit was the gasoline. The cold metal of his ring sent a shockwave through me. He circled his tongue slowly around my folds while his fingers moved in and out of me. He moaned in ecstasy, enjoying giving me pleasure as much as I loved receiving it. I had my hands on his head, guiding his mouth over me.
“Pull my hair harder,” he said, and I complied. “Harder,” he repeated.
He was driving me mad.
After a few minutes, he kissed his way back up to my mouth and I pushed his boxers down. “I want you inside of me…now.”
He continued kissing me, ignoring my pleas, his slick cock rubbing against my stomach. My need for him was immense. I lowered my hand and started to jerk him off, but he took my hand away. “Uh-uh,” he said, smiling over my mouth as we kissed.
He then kneeled above me and stuck his fingers back inside of me, closing his eyes and breathing out slowly. His wet hair was falling over his forehead as he looked down at me and let out a long breath that I felt on my stomach.
“Fuck…you’re so wet.” With his eyes fixed on me, he kept moving his fingers in and out before withdrawing them and licking each one and I almost came from watching him.
“I can never get enough of how you taste.” He licked his lips. “Turn over.”
I rolled over onto my knees, expecting him to finally give in. Instead, he continued to finger me. “Jake…please…I want you so badly.”
“Believe me. You’ll get me.” He slowed down the movements of his fingers, and the level of need was getting almost painful.
He took his other hand and moved my head to the side, pulling my hair back to kiss me, groaning into my mouth.
He removed his fingers. I was throbbing as he rubbed my ass gently with both hands. “I used to fantasize about this spectacular ass…the things I would do to it. I never imagined it would belong to me someday.” He slapped it once playfully, then squeezed my cheeks together. “You’re a dream. Turn back around.”
“You’re killing me,” I said pulling him down onto me and kissing him.
“How do you want me, baby?” he asked.
I knew what he wanted, and if there was any night I wanted to give it to him, it was tonight. “I want to ride you.”
He nodded, out of breath, and I could see from the look in his eyes, that he was pleased with my answer. He moved onto his back and held his cock in his hand, stroking it.
I wanted to give him some of his own medicine, so I lightly brushed my opening over his tip. His mouth trembled as he watched my every move and when I abruptly sat down on him, he let out a loud grunt that I was sure would wake the baby. He was now deep inside me and I began to grind my hips over him.