Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Her eyes were glazed with passion as she met mine. “Stop talking and do it then.”
Fuck. Yes.
My dick was sliding into her like a dream. Her overheated core was hugging my dick so tightly that I knew I’d be blowing in a matter of moments.
“Touch yourself. Make yourself come. Quick.” I demanded, gritting my teeth in pleasure.
Her hot little hand moved from clutching my shoulder to her clit without being asked twice.
Squeezing my eyes shut tightly, I removed my eyes from the erotic show she was putting on, willing my dick to settle down so I could hold on to my control. What little of it there was.
Turned out I didn’t have to wait long, because within three more thrusts of my hard cock, the walls of her pussy started pulsing, clamping down so hard on my dick that I saw stars.
The control I had vanished.
The sound of motorcycles pulling up my driveway didn’t make me stop pumping into my woman.
My dick grew harder with each thrust, and suddenly I erupted. My cock pulsed as semen erupted from my cock and bathed her pussy.
The orgasm continued for long moments, and once the last spurt was emitted, I leaned heavily against her, laying my forehead against the cool metal of my truck.
“There’s a lot.”
“Of your club here that just witnessed you fucking me and now see your bare ass? That would be an affirmative.” She agreed.
“No, I mean a lot of semen. Spunk. Jizz. You’re probably going to need a shower.” I laughed.
Her legs circled around my back, locking in place so I couldn’t withdraw.
Well I could have, but she seemed to want to keep me there, so I stayed.
“What?” I asked.
She glared at me. “I like the Wardens and all, but I don’t like them enough to show my coochie to them. Carry me inside, but stay right where you’re at.”
“That’s not really possible. First of all, if I stayed where I am, I’d have to stand in this spot and not move. Second of all, my pants are around my ankles, I’d have to drop you and pull my pants up to carry you inside. Still meaning I’d have to move.”
She glared even more. “I don’t really care what you have to do, but you’re not turning around. They think it’s funny. And I do not want to show my hoo-haa to them. Just toe off your shoes and walk inside naked.”
I laughed, which caused my half-hard dick to jump inside of her, making her squeak.
“But then they’d see my ass.”
“Honey, they are already staring at your ass. Now get me inside.” She growled through clenched teeth.
I did as ordered, toeing off first one boot, and then the other, before stepping out of my jeans and making my way inside.
My chest twinged slightly at the added weight of her, but I ignored it, walking inside and yelling out the door before I closed it.
“Don’t come inside for another twenty minutes!”
I had plans for her.
Ones that were not suited for immature eyes.
***
Baylee
6 weeks later
“Sit down already and let me shave your face.”
I’d gotten into the habit of doing that for Sebastian since he’d been injured.
I couldn’t stand the unkempt Sebastian look he had going on after two weeks in the hospital. So, the next day, I’d gone out and bought a razor and some shaving cream and shaved it off.
I’d been doing it ever since.
He didn’t complain though. He liked it.
Plus, it gave him a little bonding time with his unborn child. He was at the perfect height when he was sitting on the stool that made his face even with my huge pregnant belly.
Sebastian sat as I sidled up beside him and lathered his face with shaving cream.
“What time do we have to be there today?” I asked quietly.
His large hands pulled the tight t-shirt I was wearing up until the skin of my belly was exposed.
Leaning forward, he spoke softly against my stomach as he always did.
Today, I was twenty-one weeks exactly.
We still didn’t know the gender of the baby. Sebastian hadn’t wanted to know, and I decided to grant him that wish since I didn’t really mind either way.
“You need to be there around four. I’ll be going in about twenty minutes. That is if you’d get to shaving my face so we could leave.” He teased.
I rolled my eyes.
Today was Sterling’s initiation into the Dixie Wardens. He’d proved himself to the Wardens and would become a full patched member this evening.
What I was going to was the celebration, not the actual initiation. The initiation would happen with members of the club present, as per tradition.
Just as I’d started the first stroke of the razor down Sebastian’s cheek, a tiny little kick in my belly made Sebastian rumble in delight.
He’d felt the first kick just last night.
I’d felt it about three weeks ago, but it was only last night that he or she kicked hard enough to be felt from the outside.
The novelty was still new to Sebastian, and he got excited easily.
“I can’t stay for long, though. I have to work tonight.” I reminded him.
“I know. Just a couple of hours, that’s all I’m asking. The boy likes you for some reason.”
Three more swipes, and I finished Sebastian’s shave with ease.
I’d been nervous at first, never having done a place as sensitive as a face on someone else before, but now I did it with hardly any problem. And when a problem did arise, it was in the form of my old man letting his hands wander to where they shouldn’t be when I had a blade around his throat.
Just as we were doing right now.
His large hands moved from cupping my belly to below, where I wore only a pair of cotton bikinis, and slowly worked them down until they fell into a puddle at my feet.
“Now, I have one more thing to show you, and then I’ll go.” He said, freeing his erection from the confines of his boxer briefs.
Urging me down, I straddled his legs and slowly sank down on his cock.