Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“Winnie…”
“I’m broken, or at least I thought I was broken. But over the last couple of months, you’ve shown me exactly what a real man is, and Matt was never one. I know that down to the bottom of my heart. You showed me, and then you helped me get over him. You made me realize that what I had with him wasn’t anything compared to what I could have with you.”
“I’m not good stock, baby,” he said. “My track record is shit…but I can offer you this.”
His ‘this’ was followed by a grind of his hips.
His cock split the lips of my sex, and then he was sliding up and down the length of me in slow, shallow strokes.
I wanted more with him…but I was hesitant.
I didn’t want to be disappointed again. I didn’t want to find out that he wasn’t what I’d made him out to be.
But…the way he was with Conleigh? That was everything to me.
Everything.
I’ve never once seen Matt act like that with her. He’d been there physically, taken care of some of her basics needs, but he never treated her like a daughter, building a relationship with her and teaching her the ways of the world. He didn’t offer to take her fishing or do anything with her one-on-one, and he never got her anything that she didn’t actually need.
When she started to slip into one of those moods that all teenage girls got into, Matt would yell at her and tell her to go to her room. Steel talked her through it. Found out what the core of her problem was.
It was the sexiest thing in the world to watch.
He actually cared about my kids.
He didn’t just tolerate them.
And that, out of anything he could’ve done to win me over, was enough to make me love him forever.
“I don’t care,” I told him. “I want you. I want this. I don’t care if you can promise me tomorrow. I don’t care if you can’t give me forever. I want you now, and that’s all I wish to think about.”
“In that case, we’re doing this.”
I would’ve laughed had he not pulled away from me at the same time as he spoke.
“Where are you going?” I gasped, missing his heat almost instantaneously.
“Condom,” he said as he started to push himself off the bed.
I reached for his wrist and yanked him back.
If he hadn’t wanted to come, he wouldn’t have.
But I could tell his control was nearly gone.
“No condoms,” I ordered. “Just you and me.”
“Winnie…”
“I’m on birth control. I’ve been tested, too. Matt…he…well. He cheated, and I had to make sure that he didn’t give me anything. I had to be sure. And since I was there, I had them put an IUD in.”
I barely got the words out before he was on me.
That control gone.
His cock was at my entrance, and then he was pushing inside of me.
There was no resistance.
No waiting.
No nothing.
All of a sudden, I was just filled. His big body was up against mine, and his chest hair was tickling my nipples as he planted himself to the root and stilled.
My eyes were too busy rolling back in my head to notice the look of pure desire and possession on his face. Because, if I had, I would’ve known that he was just as deep in this as I was.
I would’ve known that he was feeling more than he was saying.
But I didn’t have any control over my eyes—or the rest of my body—when his cock was inside of me.
His huge, thick, filling-me-to-the-brim dick.
I didn’t think I’d ever be the same.
“Oh God,” I breathed. “You’re so big.”
“You’re just small.”
“No,” I shook my head. “You’re big. I’ve had two kids. They sewed me up tighter than tight…but I had you in my mouth. I had your dick against my face. You’re big. Trust me on this.”
He started to laugh.
I would have, too, but then he pulled out and then thrust back in.
My breasts bounced under my shirt, drawing his eyes.
“Take the shirt off.”
I did, taking the shirt off and throwing it down onto the bed.
It landed next to my face, half of it touching my neck.
I didn’t take the time to remove it, though, because all of a sudden, he was fucking me so hard that I couldn’t breathe.
He was hitting my cervix with each thrust of his cock inside of me, and I couldn’t quite make my brain work.
It was as if the pleasure he was pulling from me was short-circuiting my brain.
Then his mouth was headed downward, and my nipple was pulled between those perfect lips. His beard tickled my chest, and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I came. And came. And came.
Implosion.
There were no other words for what happened to me.
His grunt had me gasping for air, and all of a sudden, I felt him coming inside of me.